America, New York, Manhattan, Little Italy.
This place was also known as Nolita. There were many italians living here. Just like China Town, where Chinese people gathered, the Italian people also took root here.
However, compared to Chinatown, Little Italy was in decline. The reason was simple. Most of the Italian people had already returned to their homeland. And this place was being occupied by more and more immigrants from all over the world.
China, Japan, England…
When immigrants from all over the world came to America, they would choose Little Italy.
Because of this, Little Italy had already lost its original peace, and it had become constantly in conflict and chaos.
Because the police were too lazy to manage it, there were many people in the police station, and there were many murders.
Perhaps in the eyes of the American police, these people were not Americans at all. Even if he died, it was no big deal.
At nine o'clock in the evening, in front of a dilapidated residential building.
A man wearing a hat, mask, and sunglasses was striding into the residential building. This man was Feng Jun, who had just arrived in Little Italy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Feng Jun knocked on the first room on the first floor of the residential building, as if he was sure that the owner of the room was in the room.
The reason was simple. The loud snoring in the room had exposed everything.
"The soundproofing of this house is one of the worst I've ever seen in my life.”Feng Jun could not help but complain.
Even though he had lived in countless dilapidated houses during his three years as a mercenary, he had never been to a place like this before. However, there were only a handful of people whose soundproofing could be this bad.
In the room, the snoring continued without any pause. It seemed that Feng Jun's knocking on the door did not wake the owner of the house up.
Seeing this, Feng Jun's eyes that were hidden behind his sunglasses instantly dimmed.
In the next second, he did not knock on the door again. Instead, he raised his right foot...
Bang…Kacha…
With a crisp sound, the entire door was kicked open. The door slammed into the wall with a loud bang.
“Fuck! How many times are they playing downstairs? Can you be a little quieter?”
"Don't you know that I have to work tomorrow? If you make any more noise, I'll kill you!"
"Damn it! Check out tomorrow!"
Upstairs, next door, and all the other rooms were filled with curses. However, no one came out.
The reason was simple. Who knew what was outside? What was happening outside?
In Little Italy, it was best to stay in the room at night. Even if they heard the commotion outside, it was best not to go out.
Because the moment you go out, someone might point a gun at your head.
“Fuck! Who are you? Who are you?"
The man in the room had already woken up. They were very excited when they saw Feng Jun walking in with big strides.
It was an Italian man in his forties.
At this moment, he was pointing a pistol at Feng Jun. His trembling hands made people wonder if he would let go of his gun in the next second.
"Don't come over…You…"
"I want to rent a house."
"What…what did you say?" When the man heard Feng Jun's words, he was stunned. Even the hand holding the gun was no longer trembling. "You want to rent a house?"
The man's eyes were shining with gold and filled with the aura of money. "The price of my house is expensive. If you want to live here for decades, I'll give you a discount. If you stay for a few months, then…"
Feng Jun's heart did not waver. He took out a stack of US dollars from his pocket.
"This is ten thousand dollars. I want to stay for about half a month.”" I need you to remember that I've never been here," Feng Jun said in a deep voice." I'm not staying here. You don't have a guest like me."”
"If you listen to me, I'll give you another ten thousand dollars when I leave.”
After saying that, Feng Jun waved the US dollar bill in his hand. In an instant, the man's eyes were filled with greed.
"Be obedient! Be obedient! I'll definitely be obedient!" "Don't worry, I've treated guests like you many times. You know the rules," the man quickly said.”
"Arrange a quieter floor for me. I don't want to be disturbed.”
"Alright." "The sixth floor is the quietest, but there's a little girl called Matilda who's very troublesome. There's a little problem."”
"Then let's go to the sixth floor."
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