Looking at the left and right white tiger on his arm, Asen smiled self-deprecatingly, shook the water stains on his arm, and said to Master Long Si: "The tattoos that have been around for nearly thirty years cannot be washed away. Now many decent church members don't dare to come when they see it."

Master Long Si patted Asen on the shoulder, afraid that these past events would arouse memories that he could not bear to look back on, so he deliberately changed the topic and said to him: "By the way, it's time for lunch, let's go to the restaurant to help."

"OK."

Asen agreed and after washing his hands and wiping them, he came to the restaurant with Master Long Si to help the church staff distribute relief food.

Affected by the Cold War, the US imperialists' economy was not very good at that time. There were still many unemployed people in big cities like New York.

During lunch, the restaurant was already crowded, and many unemployed vagrants gathered nearby, including men and women, and lined up to receive the church's relief bread and milk.

Because there are many people queuing up and the church staff are too busy, Asen and Master Long Si went on the battle personally to help distribute food.

The charity church distributes food regardless of race. When Liu Jianming, an oriental, came to the church, the staff thought he was also an unemployed citizen who came to receive relief food, so they took him all the way to the restaurant.

Of course, Liu Jianming was not here to receive some relief bread. Besides, he had just eaten a plate of Yangzhou fried rice in Xiao Ma Ge's Chinese restaurant and drank half a bowl of tomato and egg soup. He was not very hungry now, so he came to find Long Siye.

Liu Jianming's eyes searched the bustling crowd and immediately found Mr. Long Si, who was distributing food with a smile on his face at the square table.

Next to Master Long Si was also standing an uncle of his age. The uncle was wearing a gray shirt and a mustache. He looked very amiable and was dispatching relief bread to the unemployed citizens lined up in front of him.

Seeing that the Fourth Master Long was in peace, Liu Jianming couldn't help but feel relieved. Just as he was about to go up to say hello, he suddenly noticed that the white man who was squatting in the corner and eating was a bit suspicious.

Liu Jianming is an old policeman with a keen insight into crime intuition.

Liu Jianming was mixed up in the crowd lined up to receive the meal and walked quietly towards the foreigner. While walking, he secretly paid attention to his actions.

The white foreigner was absent-mindedly eating the bread he received while staring at Master Long Si who was distributing food in front of the crowd.

The white foreigner took out a photo and repeatedly confirmed the identity of the person in the photo, he actually took out a Boreta M9 pistol equipped with a silencer from his arms. Taking advantage of the opportunity when everyone was queuing for food and had no time to take care of him, he secretly pointed the gun at Long Siye.

"Fourth Uncle, be careful!" Liu Jianming screamed in deafeningly, like an eagle fighting a rabbit, and rushed towards the white foreigner who wanted to do something wrong.

"Beep!" After a depressing gunshot, the hanging cup on the top of the restaurant "Crash!" burst into pieces, and the crystal glass slag splattered like a scattered flower in the sky.

"ah!"

"ah!"

The restaurant was immediately in chaos and screams were heard.

Although Liu Jianming subdued the white foreigner in time, he failed to stop him from subconsciously pulling the trigger. Fortunately, the shot only hit the hanging cup on the ceiling and did not show any substantial casualties.

but--

Just as Liu Jianming knocked down the white foreigner, the nigger who was receiving the meal suddenly grabbed the dining knife and stabbed it on the shoulder of Master Long Si. If Liu Jianming hadn't reminded him in time, he shocked Master Long Si's body to shake his body slightly to the right, the dining knife would have probably pierced directly into his heart.

"Fourth Brother!"

Asen, who was standing beside him, was shocked. He roared, picked up the large iron basin in front of him and said, "Bang!", and it was as if it were ringing a gong, and suddenly it was on the cover of the celestial spirit that was committing the murder of the nigger.

"ah!"

Nigami screamed and fainted on the spot.

Just as the nigger fainted, two white foreigners stood in the north and south directions, one tall and one short, each with an m1911a1 pistol, and each of them shot fiercely at the petrified state of Master Long Si.

"Flash!"

Asen pushed Master Long to the ground, but because he was half a beat slower, he was hit by a bullet in his left arm, and his body fluid flowed across.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Gunshots were endless, and pots and pans on the dining table flew directly into the sky. The milk waiting to be distributed was poured everywhere. Many innocent people were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground with a scream.

Liu Jianming was shocked. He really didn't expect that his opponent's sense of smell was so sensitive. He rushed to the church almost without stopping, and Master Long was attacked by a killer. If he came half a step later, wouldn't Master Long die like his daughter Long Xiaohui?

There must be something tricky here, and the problem must be with Master Long himself. Otherwise, he would have traveled across the ocean and lived in an inconspicuous church, so how could he be found by the killer so quickly?

The enemy must have revealed the fox's tail!

Liu Jianming couldn't wait to confront Long Si Master and pull out this cunning fox!

Although the white foreigner under him was already restrained, he did not lose the ability to resist. Instead, he touched a fork underground and tried to attack Liu Jianming.

Liu Jianming directly picked up the Beletta M9 pistol equipped with a silencer on the ground, and the muzzle hit its original owner's forehead. With a "beep!", he shot close at close range.

"Puchi!" A big ripe watermelon burst out, and the fork that was inserted into Liu Jianming was swinging halfway, and then it fell to the ground again.

After dealing with the white foreigner beneath him, Liu Jianming immediately moved the gun and pulled the trigger at the tall foreigner who was chasing Long Siye.

"Beep!"

After a depressing gunshot.

A bloody flower immediately broke out from the back of the tall foreigner. "Ah!" howls, throwing away the m1911a1 pistol in his hand, and rushing straight onto a dining table, crushing the wooden dining table with cracklings. The bread that had not been distributed has rolled everywhere, and even one piece rolled to Liu Jianming's feet.

Liu Jianming kicked the bread away and shouted to Mr. Long Si squatting next to the refrigerator: "Uncle Fourth, go quickly! Go out through the back door and leave it here to me!"

Hearing Liu Jianming's shout, the short foreigner immediately turned around and pointed the gun in his hand at Liu Jianming.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jianming took the lead in firing three shots!

"Puff puff puff!"
Chapter completed!