After watching the live TV broadcast of Iron Man's true identity being revealed in the remote village of Shackelford, Luke and Selina said goodbye to their families.
The two of them and their dog took a ride with ranch veterinarian Ferreira to Dallas, and then boarded a flight to New York.
Coming out of LaGuardia Airport in Queens, the two picked up the randomly checked gold bars, took a taxi, and arrived at their new home in Clinton, New York in half an hour.
Standing in front of this new home, Selina was a little confused and murmured, "Is this the surprise you mentioned?"
Luke laughed and hugged her to comfort her: "See? Five floors. Except for the first floor, you can choose any of the other four floors. Of course, if you like, you can choose two floors and sleep on them once every half a month."
Selina rolled her eyes: "I must be sick to change rooms once every two weeks."
The two men and the dog did not rush in, but walked around the five-story building to look around.
This small building was carefully chosen by Luke as his residence, and he even analyzed the information provided by Big Daddy Damon.
It is said to be small compared to tall buildings.
In fact, it was used as a processing room a long time ago, not an apartment building with many rooms, so the space on each floor is spacious and unobstructed.
The total usable area of the five floors exceeds 1,500 square meters, not including the basement and rooftop.
Luke also noticed this and spent a large sum of money to acquire this small building with debt disputes.
Although the small bungalow in Los Angeles was nice to live in, it was too small, so he finally had to secretly build an illegal basement.
Now that I'm in New York, my new home naturally needs to be spacious.
However, he still had to build some illegal structures in his new home.
The law does not allow for arbitrary reconstruction of buildings in places like Manhattan, New York. Homeowners must register with the relevant departments and obtain permission before they can begin construction.
However, no one in Clinton District would come to check for illegal buildings.
The main body of the small building is made of old brick walls that are mottled with a hint of red, and large but rusty yellow and black iron window frames. The glass on the windows is all gray, and it is obvious that no one has lived there for a long time.
Selina couldn't help but sighed: "Our new home is really new. Wasn't it built a hundred years ago?"
Luke's mouth curled up: "I'm sorry, according to the records, its history is not that long. It has only been built for 64 years, so it can't be considered an ancient building."
Selina's face twitched a little: "It's older than my grandma."
Luke: …
Selena's mother Sandra gave birth to her when she was sixteen years old, and her grandmother gave birth to Sandra when she was seventeen years old. She is indeed not as old as these people.
"But I like it very much." Selina changed the subject: "This exterior has the loft style you mentioned. Is it the same inside?"
Luke chuckled and said, “You’ll know in a moment.”
Selina didn't take it seriously and continued to express her opinion: "It's just that the environment around here doesn't seem to be that good, right?"
Luke: "I dare say the security in Clinton is good. There are few places in New York with bad security."
Selina's eyes lit up: "Then we can just... hehehe."
Luke looked at her and chuckled too, understanding each other tacitly.
At this moment, the two people and the dog had finished walking around, returned to the gate, opened it and went in.
Looking at the situation in the small building, Selina was shocked again: "Wth!"
Jin Nugget's mouth opened wide, his jaw almost dropped to the ground, and he felt desperate: No! I don't want to live in this haunted house!
Most of the small building is empty, but it is filled with all kinds of small pieces of debris and garbage, and is covered with thick dust. There are spider webs in every corner, and combined with the cloudy days that are common in New York, it feels eerie and shabby.
Jin Nugget said this is a haunted house, and it’s not an exaggeration.
This is really similar to the factory haunted house in horror movies, at least it is completely qualified in terms of being shabby and gloomy.
Luke patted Selina's shoulder, then patted the dog's head beside him: "There are no cleaning companies or home improvement companies that provide door-to-door services here, and we definitely can't make do with where we live, so we have to do it ourselves."
Selena and Nugget understood immediately.
Even in that small bungalow in Los Angeles, Luke has installed a lot of new equipment and defense measures, which are completely different from the original ones.
If it were installed according to that specification, this place would become a garbage dump even if it was brand new.
Thinking of this, the man and the dog put away their surprised expressions and continued to follow Luke to check the condition of the building.
More than 20 minutes later, after finishing the tour of the five floors, Luke nodded with satisfaction: "There's nothing wrong with the main structure, and there's not much garbage in here, so we can save a lot of trouble. Let's go have lunch first, then get the tools and materials, and then come back to start work."
Two people and a dog didn't need to find a car. They just walked quickly through a few small streets and arrived in more than ten minutes... Shake Shack's store in Times Square.
As the peak lunch queue time had passed, the two queued separately for nearly twenty minutes before each holding a large bag of loot and walking out of the fast food restaurant amid the stares of the staff and customers.
No matter how delicious Shake Shack is, few people would buy hundreds of burgers at one time along with a bunch of desserts and French fries.
The two of them ordered separately and pretended not to know each other when picking up their food, otherwise they would attract more attention.
More than two hundred hamburgers are enough for a dinner party for the clerical staff of an ordinary large company.
After they went out the door, Gold Nugget kept running around their legs, and his nose was still making crazy noises.
Its dog nose smelled the fragrance and easily distinguished that this was definitely not the kind of pig food fast food. The taste was comparable to in n out.
Moreover, these things are very flavorful. The meat patties will be full of juice, and the desserts will be so sweet that the dog will curl its tail.
As a carnivore and a heavy sweet fan, it is extremely satisfied with these tastes.
Luke ignored the dog-head.
Because as soon as he responded, the guy knew he had no objection.
And if he doesn't object, that dog head will let go and eat to his heart's content.
This was on the street, and he didn't want people to watch how a dog could eat dozens of kilograms of food in one breath.
If others don’t know, they might think he is abusing the dog.
Don't think this is a joke.
In the United States, it is not uncommon for people to be fined and punished by judges for allowing their pets to overeat, causing them to become obese.
Selina still loves Doghead the most. Seeing Luke walking in front without looking back, she knew what he meant.
After secretly feeding Golden Nugget two burgers and a milkshake, she stopped and whispered, "That's it for now. You've finished your share now, and you'll just have to watch us eat later."
Jin Nugget decisively suppressed his appetite.
It doesn't want to watch them eat, as that would easily make it feel disappointed.
They took a taxi to the nearby Central Park, found a slightly secluded corner in this lung of New York, and enjoyed their lunch quietly.