Manhattan Reborn 1978

David's backyard.

The three of them returned to the kitchen and helped to pack everything that needed to be loaded into the car according to Sera's arrangement.

Everyone went upstairs and changed their clothes. Before going out, they contacted Old Wesson and confirmed the location. Then they all got in the car and set off towards a beach suitable for picnics on the bank of the Delaware River.

Along the way, there were two cars in front and behind.

In front was Sera driving the sisters.

Behind was Old David's pickup truck, carrying the two brothers and some picnic supplies.

Black Mike kept chatting with Old David in the car about some problems with rifles, submachine guns, and machine guns.

David, a novice, could only look to the left and listen to the right.

He felt that he also gained a lot of knowledge.

More than 20 minutes later, it was exactly 11:30 noon.

The weather today is very good, the sun is shining warmly, but it is not hot.

After parking the car.

Old David took the two brothers to work for a while, setting up the tables, chairs and barbecue rack.

The three of them went to the woods to find some dry tree branches, thinking that if they wanted to play a little longer at night, they could light a big bonfire and have a bonfire party!

When they came back, Old Wesson and Xide had already arrived.

Everyone greeted each other and after David introduced them to Black Mike, they all gathered around the portable dining table.

The dining table is already filled with the dishes Serra and the others cooked in the morning.

Both Xide and Old Wesson hired someone to help them work today and planned to relax.

They brought two bottles of old Wesson's fine wine. David helped open them and filled them for everyone. Salonia, the sister of the two sisters, also poured a little into her glass.

Everyone raised a toast together: "For today's gathering!"

"cheers!"

"Haha~~"

Little Loisa held her juice high and shouted cheers.

Everyone was laughing and chatting happily while eating.

Sidney asked David about having dinner with the Nash couple last night.

David didn't hide anything and told everyone the story of their couple.

After listening to this, everyone was surprised and sighing.

Old Wesson sighed: "I have met them before, but I didn't expect them to have so many painful experiences."

Side next to him shook her head: "No, they probably don't think that is painful history anymore."

David nodded: "Yes, I hope Professor Nash can maintain his current state. In this case, their lives will really lead to happiness!"

Old David felt that he should change the subject, and he signaled to Old Wesson.

"Didn't you say you would bring your precious pistol with you today? Have you finished eating? After eating, let's go over there and show David your treasures!"

"Haha~ No problem! Let's go right now, it's in my car!"

Old Wesson smiled and said he was done eating.

Then he took everyone to the car and took out his precious pistols, showing and boasting to the three old Davids.

Old David sneered at this: "Play two rounds first and see how they perform. You are bragging!"

Black Mike was almost drooling next to him.

Old Wesson was not angry either. He loaded and picked up all the guns, and they walked to the river beach not far away, picked out their favorite pistols, and started shooting at the sparse woods on the other side of the river.

"bang bang bang"

Suddenly there was a loud sound of gunfire by the river.

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In New York, Alston and William had already visited the scene, called a car, and took away the two abandoned bodies.

Auston notified Hardman of the incident immediately and said that nothing else was found at the scene.

Hardman had a headache. He picked up the phone and called Cohen, the security guard, to tell him about the situation, and then asked him not to act rashly and wait for his news.

Hardman then asked his men to investigate for a whole morning, but there were still no particularly valuable clues.

He picked up the phone and called the FBI's New York chief, Bog Beru.

After getting through, Hardman said a few polite words.

Of course, Bog Beru also knew about the case of dumping the body on the street this morning. He was not polite to Hardman and just talked a lot of rubbish.

"I know you have reached some kind of bullshit agreement with those trash gang members, and you have designated an area for them to open those bullshit stores."

"And the two people who died this morning, they were all informants from that big security company."

"You know, I'm not interested in these people killing each other. So, why are you still calling me?"

Hardman put the phone aside and put it back to his ear: "I want clues and information about the murderer."

"Shit! No! I don't know anything."

Hardman said nothing, but held the phone further away from his ear.

Borg on the opposite side also fell silent, and the two of them were silently confronting each other.

2 minute later.

The phone in Hardman's hand was hung up.

He looked at the phone and thought for a while, lit a cigarette, stood up and poured himself a cup of coffee.

He sat back at his desk, waited for a few minutes, then picked up the phone and dialed.

After getting through, he just said: "I am Hardman."

Then, it's gone.

Smoking in silence, drinking coffee, and staring at the phone in a daze.

After another almost 5 minutes, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

Hardman's expression began to relax behind the smoke.

He slowly drank the coffee his secretary hand-ground this morning, feeling the bitter aftertaste of the coffee on his tongue, took another puff of cigarette and put it out.

Picked up the phone and dialed: "This is Hardman."

Put down the phone and stare at it in a daze.

Borg on the opposite side was on the verge of breaking out.

He lowered his voice and roared: "You f*ck, you bitch! You want to do f**k!"

I don’t know anything. If you want to know, check it out yourself.

You xxx! fxxx oil!Hardman! ! "

Hardman gently picked up the phone and hung up.

Then I waited for 1 minute and dialed again.

"I'm Hardman."

"fxxx oil!"

"If you want clues, ask the security personnel to talk to me. If you call again, I will destroy all the clues!"

Hardman propped himself up on his elbows and picked up the phone: "What do you want to do Borg?"

"Of course we are negotiating terms! Their people were killed and they asked me to come up with clues. Why!"

"You tell me the conditions, and I'll convey them to you."

"No! I want to talk to myself, that's it, it's up to you."

Baugh finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Hardman put down the phone and started rubbing his forehead.

He didn't know what had kicked this Bog Beru's brain. Why did he insist on negotiating terms with the security guard?

What conditions would Baugh make?

Hardman really couldn't guess it for a moment.

Want money?

He shook his head. Borg was a stupid pig, but he was not that stupid.

Let him blackmail the Morgan family's property?

If this is really the case, Baugh will first be notified by his superiors to be suspended, and then all kinds of evidence of his crimes will appear one after another until he is pushed into the mud and can never come out again.

So what is this stupid pig thinking?

Hardman thought for a long time, glanced at his watch, picked up the phone and dialed.