In store.
Colin turned off his phone and put it in his pocket.
He was so angry that he actually thought of asking Joseph about this matter.
Now that I think about it, I was just asking for trouble.
No longer thinking about the possible consequences of this call.
look up,
Looking at Kyle, he ordered, "Take me to the stronghold you know!"
"Now? Just the two of us?"
Kyle asked incredulously.
They were two ordinary civilians who ran to the gang’s base without weapons and wanted to kill them.
Is this really about solving problems, rather than delivering food to people
Colin laughed after hearing this.
Turning around, he looked at him and said, "Do you know anything about superheroes, kid?"
"You mean Mr. Tony Stark!"
"Boss, do you know him?!"
“I can ask him to help!!!”
Kyle's eyes sparkled with hope.
"No." Colin shook his head. "I just want to say that you can trust me as much as you trust him!"
"Alright kid, I don't intend to die. If you want to rescue your family, then lead the way!"
After saying that, without paying attention to Kyle's fluctuating mood, he opened the roller door, hailed a taxi on the street and got in.
Inside the house.
Listening to Colin's urging outside the door.
Kyle gritted his teeth and ran out.
He had nothing left to lose.
This is also his last hope!
…
…
Joseph rode his motorcycle madly on the road.
As a police officer in this neighborhood, he was well aware of the power the KKK wielded.
That is a huge organization that, even though it has declined now, still needs the FBI to deal with it.
Although this is just a small branch, it is more than enough to crush him and Colin.
Hopefully things won't turn out to be the worst.
He twisted the throttle hard.
The speed, which was already close to the limit, increased a little more.
As time passed, there was a long sound of tires rubbing against the ground.
Joseph looked at the shop with its shutter closed, his face livid.
“Fuck!”
After hammering hard on the motorcycle's dashboard, Joseph's already dark complexion became even darker than the bottom of a pot.
After trying to make a call and getting the expected shutdown.
He touched the gun on his waist.
There was a moment's struggle between his brows.
Turn the key.
With a determined look on his face, he headed towards the KKK stronghold that he knew of.
…
…
In the taxi.
Colin sat in the front seat with a calm expression, occasionally chatting with the talkative driver. It was hard to tell what he was about to do.
Kyle was sitting in the back, twisting his body constantly, looking uneasy.
laugh…
There was a sound of brakes and the car stopped in front of a pub.
Colin looked up and took out the fare from his pocket.
"Kid, I don't know who invited you here, but this place is not very friendly to you and the kid behind you."
"I advise you to leave early!"
After taking the money handed over by Colin, the driver gave some serious advice.
Ke Lin was startled when he heard this, then smiled and replied, "Thank you, but if you can keep it a secret from us...
Forget it, if someone asks you if you want to bring us here, just say so."
He smiled and shook his head, opened the door and walked down, bent down, and thanked the driver again: "Thank you again for your reminder!"
"weirdo."
The driver, who was somewhat bewildered by Colin's series of words and actions, drove away in a panic.
Colin looked at the back of the taxi, smiled, turned around and looked at the pub in front of him.
He was well aware of the implications of the decision he was making now.
Peaceful life is gone, well-made plans can no longer be used, future plans will collapse directly, danger will come directly, and extraordinary power will be exposed...
There are so many bad possibilities. It can be said that this time, the simple difficulty in the early stage is directly raised to the hellish difficulty.
But he has other better solutions.
For example, ignore Kyle and give him time to grow up, or contact John and ask him to be a witness to mediate.
Anyway, as long as he admits his mistake and acts like a grandson, he can retaliate for the humiliation afterwards, and it won't affect him at all.
He can still do things at his own pace, and still make plans at his own pace...
But if that were the case, what would the enlightenment he made when he decided to practice, and the heroic words he uttered when he decided to resist fate mean
Even when faced with such an irreconcilable hatred as the murder of my father, mother and myself, I can still convince myself by saying wait, wait, and take revenge after I become stronger.
So when one day he faces greater danger and a greater choice, will he also kneel down and beg for mercy as the final solution
He didn't want to become that kind of person.
So, here he comes!
He shook his neck, murderous intent rising in his heart.
Colin took the first step forward with a smile on his face.
"boss!"
Kyle's heart was pounding as he heard the nervous cry.
Even though the boss had told him in the store to trust him as much as he trusted Iron Man, he was still extremely nervous and scared to ask the two of them to break into a gang lair with their flesh and blood.
"Relax, Kyle."
"You will find that things can be solved much faster than you thought!"
With a frightening smile on his face, Colin strode towards the tavern.
Kyle gritted his teeth and followed closely.
…
Inside the pub.
Because Buck brought a group of black mother and son to the tavern yesterday, the tavern was closed to the public today.
Those drinking in the tavern at this time were all members of the Ku Klux Klan.
The atmosphere at the table was lively.
A dozen strong men gathered around Buck to listen to him tell what he had done yesterday.
There were also accomplices who went there yesterday, who added to the story and occasionally exposed some of Buck's boasting, and there were sounds of laughter, anger and cursing.
The atmosphere was heated. A sturdy man who had not gone with them yesterday looked at his watch and suggested to Buck, who was blowing a bottle of wine, "Boss Buck, do you think that little black guy will run to the police? How about sending one of our brothers to take a look?"
He always felt that it was not a good idea to leave it alone like this.
"Don't worry!" Buck put down the bottle and a cruel smile appeared on his lips. "I have investigated. That little black guy is a well-known filial son in the area. His family is in my hands. If he wants his family to live, he can only obey me!"
"Besides, what can he do if he calls the police? He is just a scum of the society. Those jackals in the police station would be crazy to cause trouble for us because of him."
"You are worthy of being called Boss Buck! You are so considerate!"
"That's how you deal with these niggers!"
A group of drunkards echoed in the conversation.
One of them asked doubtfully, "Boss Buck, if that little black guy really kills that yellow monkey who is investigating us, do we really have to release his family? I heard that the yellow monkey has a black friend who is a policeman. If he starts investigating..."
"Do not worry!"
Buck slammed the bottle of wine on the solid wood table, and the smile on his face became even more brutal.
"I will let them go home as promised, but if the gas explodes and burns down the whole building, I don't think those niggers will blame me for not keeping my promise!"
The whole tavern fell silent, leaving only Buck's wild laughter. The next moment, countless flatterers were madly flattering Buck.
"Are you going to burn down a whole building of niggers? This is such a great idea!!!"
"Boss Buck is worthy of being Boss Buck. Even the mayor of New York City will be grateful to you for cleaning up the garbage like this!"
"Haha, maybe he will give me a banner then..."
Peng!
As the group was talking and laughing, the table was smashed by two corpses with broken necks.
At the door.
Colin flexed his wrist and looked at the people in the tavern who were looking at him, with a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your party."
"But I heard someone here wants to kill me?"
"Now, here I come."
(End of this chapter)