The Cold War: Jumping back and forth between the two camps

From Greenfield to Little Italy, it feels like going from a country villa area to a second-tier small county town.

New York is one of the most prosperous cities of this era, and Enpai Port, although only a material transit port in New York, gives people the feeling of Kunshan on the edge of Shanghai. At least in this era, it can give the soul of Dunn in the future the feeling of arriving at a second-tier county town, which also makes Dunn feel indescribable familiarity.

Little Italy is a gathering place for Italian residents, and most of the people coming and going on the streets are Latino.

The street actually looks a bit run-down at first glance, with a real sense of run-down.

Most of the residents who still live here are working class people.

People with a little more money have already moved to New York or wealthy areas like Greenfield.

The place where Dunn got off was right downstairs from the apartment where his family rented when he was a child.

The predecessor spent his entire childhood here, although when Dunn traveled through time, the predecessor had already died on the battlefield in the Philippines.

But the memory does remain in this body.

Walking into the familiar place, Dunn couldn't help but feel sad.

This is the emotion that comes from this body.

"Hey! Dunn?"

A familiar voice came from behind him. Dunn turned his head and saw a short Latino youth.

After seeing Dunn's face clearly, the short young man immediately became excited.

"Oh! Good God, it's really you!"

As he said that, he rushed up and gave Dunn a hug.

Dunn reacted, and his memory instantly recalled the impression of this young man.

Victor Rossetti, the predecessor's childhood best friend and acquaintance.

The two have been friends since they were young and have always had a very good relationship.

"When did you come back? You didn't even tell me!"

At this time, Victor Rossetti had already let go of Dunn and punched Dunn in the chest again and asked.

"I just got back this morning, and I didn't know our family had moved!"

Dunn said with a smile. At this time, the information about Victor Rossetti slowly appeared in front of him.

My impression is that the Rossetti family seemed to have moved away before Dunn joined the army.

Victor's father, Old Rossetti, seems to have an unusual identity. He is the accountant of the local mafia gang.

Mario warned Dunn since he was a child to stay away from Victor, as he was afraid that being around the pot would lead Dunn astray.

However, Dunn, who was in his rebellious period at that time, did not listen to Mario at all and continued to have a passionate affair with Victor until he joined the army, and the two lost contact.

"By the way, your family has moved to Greenfield! I'll take you there!"

Victor pointed in the direction of Greenfield and wanted to take Dunn away, but was stopped by Dunn.

"Victor! I've already been home. This time I just came here to take a walk and reminisce about the past!"

"Hahaha! After not seeing you for so many years, you've become artistic and still miss the past. What was so good about that time?"

Victor curled his lips in disdain. When he was a child, his father did not hold a high position in the gang and their life was quite tight. The Dunn family was bankrupt and they were also poor.

This is also the reason why two people can come together.

"No matter how bad it is, it's still a memory. After that age, it's impossible to go back!"

Dunn sighed and said, then punched Victor again.

"How are you doing now, kid?"

"Me? Let's just hang out! Come on, come on, let's go to my house first!"

Victor said as he pulled Dunn into the apartment.

"Have you moved back home?"

Dunn was a little surprised because he knew that old Rossetti did not sell the house when he moved away.

"No, I'm the only one who moved back. I don't want to live with my old man!"

Victor waved his hand and walked to his door.

It was the old house of the Rossetti family, which was on the second floor of the entire apartment building. Upstairs was the old house of the Dunn family, but it should have been rented out again now.

Victor opened the door and gestured for invitation.

Dunn didn't hesitate and walked in first.

But he soon regretted it for a long time. Victor usually looks like a decent person and pays great attention to his appearance, but as soon as he stepped into the house, a foul odor hit him in the face.

Looking around, the dining table in the living room was a mess, with leftover food everywhere.

There seemed to be some women's underwear in the bedroom where the door was opened.

"Ugh! I was at the old man's place for the past few days! I forgot to pack before I left!"

Victor scratched his head in embarrassment, walked quickly to the dining table, and pushed all the food on the table into the trash can.

I also picked up some old clothes on the sofa.

"sit down!"

Dunn didn't have any mysophobia, and the sofa in Victor's house wasn't really dirty, just a bit messy.

When he was on a mission in the Red Empire before, the conditions were much worse than here.

So Dunn sat directly on the sofa.

At this time, Victor took out a few bottles of beer from the refrigerator and placed them on the table.

After opening a bottle, he gave it to Dunn first, who took it and took two gulps.

"Oh, right! Where are Klein and O'Neill? What are they doing now?"

Klay and O'Neal had a good relationship with Dunn and others when they were young, and the four of them were middle school classmates.

The only difference is that Clay's real name is Zhang Dezhong, and he is of Chinese descent, while O'Neal is of Irish descent.

Most of the little Chinese I knew was learned from Zhang Dezhong.

"Klay and I were like that. We had nothing to do after graduation, so we joined gangs. But he joined a gang in Chinatown, while I joined my old man's gang. As for O'Neal, that guy has made it big. He's now a policeman. He keeps an eye on Klay and me all day. It's so annoying!"

When O'Neal was mentioned, Victor showed an impatient look on his face.

"What? Does he still want to arrest you two?"

Dunn frowned. He didn't mind that his two good friends were in gangs. These days, more friends mean more paths. Maybe in the future he could really get these friends.

But if O'Neal really wanted to sever their childhood friendship and stare at his childhood friend, he would not be happy about it.

"That's not the case! After this kid entered Furbor, he seemed to have become a philanthropist, and he kept persuading Clay and me to take the right path."

Victor said helplessly. After taking two sips of beer, he walked to the window, opened the curtains and then opened the window. A gust of fresh air blew in, making Dunn, who was sitting on the sofa, feel refreshed. At least the room was not so smelly anymore.

"Oh! Shet!"

Victor paused suddenly. Dunn had already stood up and walked to the window, asking in confusion.

"what happened?"

Victor pointed out the window.

"look!"