The confrontation at the entrance of the First Precinct lasted until night, and police officers arrived one after another.

The center of the siege is where Zhao Chuanxin is.

There are police officers on the streets and on the roofs of every building.

They can only deal with eating, drinking, and diarrhea nearby, which adds a huge burden to nearby people and businesses.

The reporters had already left with satisfaction, taking with them the materials they obtained from Zhao Chuanxin.

This group of policemen did not dare to attack until dark.

At night, the rain became lighter and only sparse raindrops fell.

Zhao Chuanxin put out his cigarette in the mud, took out an umbrella, put it on the ground, pressed it down with a brick, and put a few incense sticks under it to light it.

Then I put on my shadow cloak in the rain curtain and disappeared into the darkness.

He climbed to the top of the building and moved around, and in a moment he bypassed the encirclement of police reinforcements.

"Gugu."

He calls like a nightingale.

No response.

Zhao Chuanxin walked forward for a while.

"Cuckoo!"

"Xi Lv Lv..."

Zhao Chuanxin followed the sound in the backyard of a house and jumped off the roof.

There is a stable here, and Mishan is currently riding on the back of a mare.

Capacity...

Apparently, it was found and taken back home.

As a result, after eating and drinking, this guy got on someone else's mare again.

At this time, Mi Shan was still baring his teeth at Zhao Chuanxin.

"Bleach, hurry up, we have to go to the hospital after we're done."

In five minutes at most, Mishan came down.

Zhao Chuanxin clicked his tongue and said, "That won't work either."

"Xi Lv Lv..."

Horses usually only take five to ten minutes.

Zhao Chuanxin went to untie Mishan, but the mare came to support him.

This is a gray-white mare that looks a bit like Spanish blood.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the horse's head away: "Get out."

Mishan showed a mean expression.

After getting on the saddle, Zhao Chuanxin rode up. When he got to the door, he used the elf carving knife to split the door open.

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Meidong Hospital, located on Broome Street, charges lower fees and is a place for poor people to seek medical treatment.

Although the medical facilities are not good, the quality of the doctors is acceptable.

Perhaps it is because there are many people with faith in this era that this kind of hospital can gather skilled doctors.

The buildings of this hospital are old and mottled. In Manhattan, where land is at a premium, it seems to have been forgiven by time. Everything is blooming outside the walls, but inside the walls remains the same.

Even the dark night cannot conceal the aura of decadence.

In the ward, Situ Meitang was talking to Chen Yigeng.

Situ Meitang said: "If Zhao Chuanxin comes to visit me and he asks you what enemies we have, you just say you don't know."

"Boss, why is this?"

"You kid, you are too simple-minded to be in the world of martial arts."

Chen Yigeng was confused.

Outside Meidong Hospital.

Zhao Chuanxin walked closer and saw two figures entangled and pulling under the street lamp.

He looked carefully and found that it was Abraham Cohen and his cousin Rebecca Levi.

Damn...Zhao Chuanxin was very surprised.

From his perspective, he could see half of Abraham Cohen's face and Rebecca Levi's back.

Yes, Zhao Chuanxin can tell it's her just from the back.

Of course, this may be because Zhao Chuanxin can recognize people's hearts, not butts.

Abraham Cohen stretched out his hand and Rebecca Levy's shoulders hunched back.

It looks a bit ambiguous.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, if there was a sudden attack, it might leave a psychological shadow on the two of them.

But I kept standing, as if I was peeping at something.

He could only pat the horse's head, and Mi Shan yelled "唏伦", finally alerting the two of them.

Abraham Cohen looked at the black shadow and shouted: "Who?"

The figure of Mi Shan carrying Zhao Chuanxin gradually appeared under the light.

"Boss?"

When Rebecca Levi saw Zhao Chuanxin, she mumbled something in a very small voice, possibly giving a greeting that Zhao Chuanxin couldn't even hear.

Zhao Chuanxin was "surprised" and said: "Eh? Why are you guys? What a coincidence."

Abraham Cohen coughed awkwardly: "Didn't you ask me to accompany Mr. Stuart? By the way, I avoided the New York police, because they were looking for me after that day. Rebecca was afraid that I would be hungry, so she brought me milk and bread."

He probably doesn't know that the New York police are no longer pursuing him, and they don't care.

Because at this time, they were braving the rain and besieging a few sticks of incense...

Zhao Chuanxin said a long "oh" and said cheerfully: "Your aunt is so kind to you."

Rebecca Levi's expression changed.

Abraham Cohen quickly changed the subject: "Boss, are you coming to see Mr. Situ?"

"Yes, how is he?"

"He is fine. He just lost too much blood and is a little weak." Abraham Cohen hugged his arms and shivered while holding a milk bottle and bread in his hands because he was only wearing a wrinkled shirt.

Rebecca Levi said: "Then I'll leave first."

"I'll give it to you." Abraham Cohen said.

Seeing his thin clothes, Rebecca Levi quickly shook her head: "No, don't catch a cold again."

Abraham Cohen wanted to borrow Zhao Chuanxin's clothes, but when he looked carefully, apart from mud, what was left on Zhao Chuanxin's clothes seemed to be...blood!

I immediately swallowed the words on my lips.

He hesitated and said: "Boss, can you help me relax Rebecca?"

Zhao Chuanxin was not very happy and just wanted to refuse.

Rebecca Levi was even more surprised.

The words "ferocious" are not enough to describe Abraham Cohen's boss, he is simply a butcher!

Abraham Cohen clasped his hands together, his face full of supplication.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to turn his horse around: "Let's go."

When Rebecca Levi saw this, she wanted to refuse, but she didn't have the courage to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin rides a horse and Rebecca Levy walks.

Zhao Chuanxin stood on horseback with his head held high and he even dug into a can of pudding to eat.

Rebecca Levi hugged her arms and lowered her head, staggering forward.

Abraham Cohen watched from behind and shook his head, feeling relieved.

"It smells so good. Everything tastes delicious when I'm hungry."

Zhao Chuanxin ate alone, threw away the can after eating, and opened another can of beef.

Rebecca Levi still lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin finished five or six cans in a hurry.
To be continued...