"According to the scene, the two gangsters have been shot dead, and our station has also received exclusive news that the two gangsters are from the Klester Mental Hospital and are security personnel at the Klester Mental Hospital. We don't know why they went to the headquarters building of the Hammer Industrial Group, but now it is fortunate that the two gangsters have been shot dead and did not cause much casualties."

Huh, with more than a dozen casualties in this country, isn’t it considered a major casualties? It’s really a series of few foreigners.

When Ander saw this, he curled his lips slightly, snatched the cigarette butt, got up and walked out of the bar, and walked leisurely in one direction with his pocket. This is Brooklyn, and the security in the whole of New York is considered bad. His original home was just a few blocks away, which was not too far for him. He planned to go back and take a look.

An hour later, he came to a street corner, a residential area, and there was a single-family building at the corner, which was now burned to black. This was his original home, but now the past has turned into smoke.

It was already dusk, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street. In addition, the public security in this area was not very good, so there were no few people on the street, and only vehicles were passing by.

Ander stopped by the street, staring at the burnt in front of him, and the memory in his mind was very clear, so at this time he gradually became angry.

Several sneaky figures came towards me. Needless to say, they were definitely gang members nearby. When they saw Ande standing alone on the street, they immediately became malicious, looked at each other, and walked towards Ande at the same time.

"It's so messy."

Ander stared at the burned house for a moment before retracting his gaze, and then walked towards an alley on the other side. As for the sneaky people, he didn't even look at them.

When several people saw him walking into the alley, they were immediately delighted. Although Ande was not a famous brand, with his aesthetic and temperament, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was not an ordinary person. In the eyes of these people, such a person means wealth.

In this neighborhood, except for gang members, they would not have any good results if they were too rich, so these people followed without hesitation.

After they entered the alley, they found that there was no one inside. They immediately became confused. Then they ran into the alley without saying a word. After searching for a long time, they did not find a single figure.

"Are you looking for me?"

Just when these people had no idea and thought a fat sheep was about to fly away, a voice came from behind them.

The few people turned around and saw Ander put his hands in his pockets and looked at them leisurely.

"Shet, boy, hand over all your money."

Someone immediately took out a gun.

"Oh, that's it."

Ender smiled and nodded, took out the remaining dozens of dollars from his pocket, handed it to someone next to him, and said to him: "Can you take the money to buy something for me?"

"Okay, what do you need?" The man nodded after taking the money.

The others were stunned, and the man holding the gun frowned and said, "Damn, Hans, are you teasing me?"

The guy named Hans didn't respond, just looked at Ender quietly.

And Ende thought about it for a while and then said: "Sugar, vodka, soap, chewing gum..."

Ender reported more than ten product names in a row, all of which were very easy to buy. You can find them all by going to a supermarket, but you will definitely not be able to buy them for a few dozen dollars.

"Okay sir."

Hans nodded and said to the others: "Sir, need our help, now, hand over all your money."

“What?”

The few people looked at each other and looked like they were terrifying.

"Hans, are you crazy?" the man with the gun cursed.

Hans did not talk nonsense, walked over and grabbed his gun, grabbed it, then punched the man in the face, and suddenly the guy fell to the ground.

"Shut up Bichi, this is the sir's order. If you talk nonsense, I'll blow your head!" Hans said and pointed a gun at the guy's head.

This action immediately made the other people alert, and then they all took out their guns and pointed them at Hans and Ander.

The situation is too strange. They can't figure out what's wrong with this simple mind. Hans is obviously their companion, but why is he standing with that Asian man now?

"Sir, do you need me to kill them?" Hans asked.

Several people were shocked when they heard this, and some people subconsciously wanted to shoot.

Ender shook his head: "No."

As he said that, he glanced at the few people, and then the remaining people put away their guns one by one, one more behaved than the other. They each took out all the money they had on their bodies and raised them together, but they were only less than two hundred dollars.

So poor.

Even Ande was a little powerless to complain.

"Go, buy everything I need and take me to your residence."

"Okay sir."

Hans left without saying a word with the money. The remaining few people turned around calmly and walked out of the alley in the other direction, while Ander followed them politely.

The group soon arrived at a single-family courtyard, which was a very ordinary house with several rooms and a small courtyard, surrounded by fences, which looked inconspicuous.

Several people opened the door and walked in, and then stood quietly aside without saying a word. There were four people in total, all like wooden stakes.

After entering, Ander frowned slightly, and reached out to slap his nose. The room didn't taste very good, there were dirty clothes thrown down randomly on the ground, and there were many empty wine bottles on the table, so the environment was really not very good.

"Go and clean up the sanitation and prepare another room for me." Ander said.

"Okay sir."

The four of them are Mexican, each with big and thick tattoos on them. They are not good people at first glance, but now they are so well-behaved like little pugs. Apart from their expressionless face, they can't see any abnormalities on them.

The four of them were packing up here, and Ander found some ingredients from the refrigerator, pulled a chair and went to the yard, and started BBQ alone.

The ingredients were still fresh, and it seemed that they bought them, including beef, bacon, sausage and so on. He didn't even greet those guys, but started working on his own.

While he was eating, Hans ran back with sweat on the other side, carrying two big bags in his hand, filled with what Ender needed.

"Sir, I bought the stuff."

Ande nodded slightly, still focusing on what he was doing, and said without raising his head: "Put it in my room."

"Okay sir."

Hans carried the things in, and the remaining few people came out soon after, telling Ander that the house had been packed.

He had almost finished eating, so he snapped his fingers casually. The four of them were striking and their eyes became clear. When they found that they were in their place and the person in front of them, their faces changed.

"Damn it, bastard, what happened?" the man holding the gun before shouted.

"Oh damn, I can't move."

"Who are you? How could I come back here?"

"Sheit, I can't move anymore. Can anyone tell me what happened?"

Several people noticed something was wrong with their bodies and suddenly became frightened.
Chapter completed!