In a busy police officer's office in a police station in Los Angeles, Huang Shaohong was sitting at the desk by the window. Of course, he was not the one working, but the one waiting to be dealt with.

Huang Shaohong was also a little funny. When he chose to log in to the new world, the familiar dizziness and darkness came as expected, and then he appeared in front of a bank in Los Angeles.

Of course, at that time, he didn't know that this was Los Angeles. He just looked at the many black and white foreigners around him and the familiar English accents, and guessed that his landing place should be in the evil American empire.

Sensing that there was nothing wrong around him, Huang Shaohong thought that the system had finally let him go and stopped causing trouble when logging in, when the system's evil intentions came again.

Several guys wearing black hoods rushed out from the main entrance of the bank, just in time to catch up with several police cars speeding to the front of the bank, and a chase scene between police and robbers took place.

Standing on the steps in front of the bank's main entrance, Huang Shaohong successfully aroused the gangster's idea. He was conveniently taken hostage by the gangster, and was involved in a bank robbery.

The gangsters obviously made a careful plan. After taking Huang Shaohong hostage, they immediately got into a modified commercial vehicle. The strong firepower allowed the gangsters to successfully break out of the police siege.

Later, when the police caught up with the car on the highway, the car had stopped on the side of the road, and Huang Shaohong, the hostage, was leaning on the car door and smoking leisurely. Several gangsters were

He was slumped in the car and not breathing.

After forensic examination, it was found that the six gangsters involved in the robbery suffered a collective myocardial infarction!

Yes, it’s a cluster of heart attacks!

This is also the reason why Huang Shaohong was taken to the police station and detained for several hours. For such a nonsense reason as "myocardial infarction", the Los Angeles police could see that the matter was not simple no matter how blind they were.

In fact, speaking of it, Huang Shaohong didn't do much. When he was kidnapped by the gangsters in the car, he heard that they would kill him and silence him if they found a safe place. Then he got bored and secretly poked here and there with his finger.

Of course, while waiting for the police to arrive, Huang Shaohong was not idle. He released the governor to use the wireless network to learn about the world, and at the same time helped him find his identity as a new American immigrant who had just arrived in Los Angeles.

The information the governor obtained through the Internet made Huang Shaohong a little surprised, because there was nothing special about this world, just like Los Angeles in the real world, but the time was 2005.

Huang Shaohong felt that based on his previous experience of logging into the new world, the system could not place him too far away from the plot characters. If he continued normally, there would definitely be clues to know which world this was.

But all the gangsters were killed by him, so now he had no choice but to follow the police line, place a cigarette on the spot and wait for the police to arrive.

After that, he was taken to the police station for interrogation. Of course, when there was no evidence that everything was related to him, he was treated well and was not treated rudely.

This is what Huang Shaohong experienced a few hours ago.

A black police officer looked at the information displayed on the computer that did not have any criminal record. Compared with the indifferent face of the Asian man in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head.

He couldn't see any flaws in the information, but he intuitively felt that the death of the six robbers had something to do with the Asian man in front of him.

Huang Shaohong looked at the time on the wall and looked a little impatient: "Officer, when can I leave here?"

The black police officer stared at Huang Shaohong with a scrutinizing gaze for a while, and then said word by word:

"Although I don't know how those bastards died, I guess it has something to do with you, am I right?"

Huang Shaohong stretched out his hands to make a stop gesture, and then said: "Officer, if it had anything to do with me, I would have run away with the knife they grabbed when they died, don't you think so?"

"That's why I didn't put handcuffs on you..." The black police officer wanted to say something more, but the phone next to him rang. He picked up and said a few words. Huang Shaohong could hear someone on the other side of the phone saying.

There was insufficient evidence, so if he was asked to let him go, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

After the black man put down the phone, he looked at Huang Shaohong and said: "After you sign the confession, you can leave, but you must leave your contact information and you cannot leave Los Angeles in a short time!"

After waiting for Huang Shaohong to sign, he suddenly asked: "By the way, do you have a place to live in Los Angeles?"

Huang Shaohong shrugged: "I just arrived in Los Angeles and am planning to find a house!"

In fact, he just said that and immediately checked into the Four Seasons Hotel when he left. Unexpectedly, the black police officer suddenly laughed:

"You're lucky, kid. I know there's a place where you can rent a house. I'll take you there in a moment. It's just convenient for me to find you. I warn you not to refuse, otherwise I will find an excuse to detain you for forty-eight hours!"

Huang Shaohong nodded indifferently: "I hope the conditions are not too bad!"

The black police officer's name was John. When he walked out of the police station with Huang Shaohong, many people greeted him. After saying hello, a white policewoman specifically asked him how the case was progressing.

John shook his head: "Nothing!"

"I wish you good luck!" the female police officer said, waving her hands and walking away. Seeing that she was holding documents in her hand, she probably had something to do.

When John turned around to leave, he realized that Huang Shaohong was still staring at the back of the white female police officer. He couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you looking at, kid?"

"Nothing, by the way, what's the name of that police officer?" Huang Shaohong smiled and shook his head, asking seemingly casually.

The woman looked familiar to him, maybe it was because of her dress, but for a moment he didn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Hurry and leave!"

John took Huang Shaohong out of the police station angrily and got into a Chevrolet. Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a six-story apartment building that looked pretty good.

"This is a Chinese community. You have just come to the United States. This is the right place for you to live!"

John asked Huang Shaohong to get out of the car, then found the building manager and directly helped Huang Shaohong rent a single apartment on the top floor of the apartment building.

Huang Shaohong followed the two of them up to see that the room was not bad, but he was angry and funny: "You don't even ask me if I have money, but you just make the decision for me. What if I can't pay?"

John pointed to a Chinese restaurant downstairs opposite and said: "Then go wash the dishes and I can arrange for you to work there until you pay off the rent!"

Huang Shaohong naturally couldn't wash the dishes and settle the bill, so he took out cash and paid two months' rent directly.

John nodded with satisfaction, and told the administrator in front of Huang Shaohong to help pay attention to him and call him directly if anything happened, and then drove away.

The administrator called Uncle Wang from Sichuan. He spoke like an authentic Trump and was very talkative. After introducing himself, he asked where Huang Shaohong was from and why John had such an attitude towards him.

Huang Shaohong said that he was from the northeast of the mainland, and then told the story of the previous robbery, but concealed the fact that several gangsters were killed.

Uncle Wang smiled and said: "Then you are really unlucky, but John is a very nice person and will not discriminate against Chinese Americans, so you can rest assured!"

After he finished speaking, he took Huang Shaohong to visit his neighbors on the same floor. There were ten tenants on the first floor, all of whom were Chinese families. Apart from his own, two families were from Hong Kong Island, three were from Wanwan, and the rest were from China.

Mainland.

It seemed like a very disharmonious combination, but in fact the neighbors got along well with each other. They greeted him warmly. Uncle Wang smiled and told Huang Shaohong:

"It's not easy for us Chinese to make a living abroad. The most important thing is to be united. We are neighbors. If you have anything to say, say hello, and we can take care of each other!"

Huang Shaohong smiled and nodded: "You make sense!"

After Uncle Wang left, Huang Shaohong also returned to his room, changed the bedding and everything into new ones, then took out the food from his bag, and while eating, he thought about the white policewoman he saw today.

He must have seen that woman before, but it may have been too long and he just couldn't remember which movie she was the heroine of.

In the next two days, Huang Shaohong spent the next two days practicing his newly acquired powers in his room, except for dining at the Chinese restaurant across the street.

While browsing the world's information on the Internet, Huang Shaohong swung the five fingers of his left hand casually, and a coin floated back and forth between his swaying five fingers.

Unlike the 'immortality factor', Magneto's mutant factor, after successful implantation, gave Huang Shaohong the ability to control metal, but it was not powerful.

Natasha Koo analyzed that after awakening, this ability should slowly become stronger through exercise.

Huang Shaohong recalled Magneto's growth process and felt that what Natasha said made sense, so when he had nothing to do, he never left his hands with metal objects, just to develop his ability to control metals to the smallest detail.

As a master in martial arts, he naturally knows that some things are not always better when they look more powerful, but when something is done down to the smallest detail, it is scary.

After staying in the apartment for two days, Huang Shaohong decided to take the initiative to find the policewoman the next day. He wanted to know what kind of world this was. He felt that he would eventually end up with the policewoman.

But early the next morning, before Huang Shaohong woke up naturally, he was awakened by an unusually noisy sound coming from outside.

After opening his eyes and sitting up, he first threw a cigarette into his mouth, then stretched out his hand, and a zippo lighter flew directly in front of him from the table a few meters away.

The lighter automatically opened the lid, turned the wheel, lit the cigarette for him, then floated back and landed on the table.

Huang Shaohong took a puff of cigarette to refresh himself, then got up from the bed, wearing shorts and shorts as pajamas, opened the door and looked outside.

At this time, I saw that the corridor was full of people, all the neighbors' doors were open, and many people were nervously looking at the house in the back at their door.

Huang Shaohong remembers that they were Mr. Zhang’s family from Hong Kong Island. Mr. Zhang worked as a clerk in a local Chinese company, his wife was a housewife, and her daughter had just entered high school. She had an English name named Grace. The family was very friendly to others.

enthusiasm.

The last time Uncle Wang introduced him, the other party warmly invited him to come over as a guest.

At this time, Huang Shaohong saw that the door of Mr. Zhang's house was open, and the air was filled with an almost imperceptible smell of sulfur, accompanied by a hint of dark power.

Huang Shaohong glanced at it and saw Uncle Wang looking not far away, so he walked over and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Wang, what happened at Mr. Zhang's house?"

Uncle Wang was already a little nervous, so he immediately jumped when he called out softly. When he turned around, he breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "You are so scary!"

Huang Shaohong apologized: "I'm sorry, but what happened?"

Uncle Wang lowered his voice to the lowest level and said with a strange expression: "That girl Grace is possessed by an evil spirit. Lao Zhang and his family are believers and have found a foreign priest to exorcise the evil spirit!"

"Really or not?"

"Of course it's true!" Seeing Huang Shaohong's interested look, Uncle Wang continued:

"I went in and took a look just now when the priest didn't come. Grace was crawling on the ceiling like Spider-Man. Do you think normal people can do that?"

"It's a pity that this is Los Angeles. If I were in my hometown in Sichuan and asked the Taoist priest of Qingyang Palace to take action, I guarantee...hey, where are you going!"

Before Uncle Wang finished speaking, Huang Shaohong had already walked towards Mr. Zhang's house and greeted him quickly.

"I'll go take a look!" Huang Shaohong waved his hand and walked straight to the door of Mr. Zhang's house. Separating the crowd of onlookers, he saw Grace lying on a big bed in the bedroom opposite the door, with her limbs fixed to the big bed.

's four corners.

Her whole body was beyond recognition and she was struggling constantly. There were blue and black blood vessels on her face and neck, making her whole person look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Huang Shaohong could feel traces of dark power oozing out of her body, and the faint smell of sulfur also emanated from her body.

In front of Grace's bed, a fat priest was holding a cross in his hand and chanting something. He sounded like he was reading the Bible. However, looking at the sweat on his face and his nervous look, Huang Shaohong guessed that this guy was also a second-hand man, and he was definitely not sure.

big.

Sure enough, the fat man chanted the Bible for a while but it didn't work at all. Then he took out a small bottle, which probably contained holy water or something.

The fat priest opened the bottle and poured the holy water directly on Grace's face. A stinging sound was heard. Where the holy water was poured, strong white smoke came out like sulfuric acid burning. The smoke was accompanied by the smell of sulfur.

and an extremely disgusting smell.

But apart from struggling violently and making inhuman roars, Grace had no effect.

The fat priest tried several other methods of exorcism, but all ended in failure.

Huang Shaohong thought Mr. Zhang's family was pretty good, so he said to Mr. Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, if foreigners can't do it, why don't you let me try?"

The fat priest happened to come out and heard him talking, so he asked Mr. Zhang what he was talking about.

After Mr. Zhang translated, the fat priest asked with some expectancy: "Young man, is there any way you can drive away the demons from hell?"

"Have you ever heard of the master of dancing? Tiao jump, da da, shen Shen! The master of dancing!"
Chapter completed!