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Chapter 58 New York City Lit Up
After yelling, Ayrin didn't care about explaining too much to Pooh and the others, he just opened his legs and ran quickly towards the side door he came in.

The policemen and doctors in the cold storage were startled by Aylin's sudden roar.

Immediately afterwards, they saw that Ayrin's legs almost ran out of the afterimage, and rushed to the side door in the cold storage in an instant.

Pooh, who was taking out his mobile phone to call Rhine, was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to realize something.

Almost at the same time that Ayrin was about to run out of the side door, Pooh let out a deafening roar.

"Everyone, put down what you're doing immediately and get out of here...quick..."

The policeman and doctor, who were flustered by Ailin's sudden actions and words, didn't talk nonsense when they heard the words, and immediately dropped everything they were doing, spread their legs, and ran towards the narrow side door of the cold storage go.

Those skilled and uniform movements made people feel distressed inexplicably.

Although they don't know what happened, but in Free America, where gun battles are fought every day in the Commonwealth, the instinct of survival has been imprinted in their bones.

Even the most confused people, under the successive warnings from Ayrin and Pooh, realized that something was wrong.

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Almost at the same time that Aylin and the others turned on the running mode and frantically ran out of the cold storage.

Behind the Abbot Refrigeration Company building, there is only one road and a few small buildings away from it on the roof of a building.

A figure in a black cloak, in the vast night, looked at the densely packed policemen surrounding his company, with an extremely gloomy expression.

"Damn, damn, how did these trash find my altar so quickly..."

"In the past, these wastes of the New York Police Department had to delay for several days to solve even a small matter. How could it be my turn..."

"Fack, my altar, those spider brides I have reserved, and those spider brides that are going to be dedicated to the Mother of Spider Shadows, are all gone now."

Little Abbot's face hidden under the hood was extremely gloomy at this moment.

Indistinctly, a blood-colored spider pattern loomed under the face of the furious little Abbott, and then spread continuously, soon infecting more than half of the little Abbott's face, even in his eyes, There was also a trace of blood-red light, which set off the already gloomy expression of little Abbott even more sinisterly.

And even more...crazy.

"It's all of you who ruined my bride, you lowly bastards, let my bride be buried with me!"

With a low growl, he cursed angrily.

Little Abbott pulled out a small remote control from his pocket, and facing the Abbot Refrigeration Company building across the road, brazenly pressed the button in his hand.

"Go to hell with me, lowly mortals."

With the press of the red button.

When Little Abbott was transforming the cold storage, the remote control bomb buried around the cold storage received a signal to detonate with a beep.

Then in less than a second, the electronic signal transmitted the detonation command to the buried bombs one by one.

next second.

A deafening explosion sounded on 39th Street attached to Eighth Avenue in New York.

Accompanied by the roar that resounded through most of New York City, a raging flame directly lit up a small half of New York.

"Crash..."

Around the Abbot Refrigeration Company, an unknown number of windows were directly shattered into pieces by the powerful shock wave that followed.

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"Hmph, it's cheap for you."

Putting up one hand to block himself in front of him, after covering himself from the dazzling explosion flames, Little Abbott sneered as he watched the rising impact of the explosion.

Then turned around and stepped into the stairs of the roof, and walked downstairs.

The movement of this explosion was too great, and the eyes of the whole New York were very quickly attracted.

Before that, I must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Little Abbott couldn't help but think about it as he quickly descended the stairs.

Now that the police can find the altar where he held sacrifices, they will certainly find his home.

Maybe, someone is already at his door, waiting for him to deliver it.

"Hmph, the company is gone, and the family can't go back. Next, I have to find a place to hide."

"How about going to Hell's Kitchen?"

Except for Mrs. Helen who was caught in the Abbot Refrigeration Company because she wanted to take revenge on George and Ailin, the other women in the cold storage were all of the right age that Abbott "bought" through Hell's Kitchen. female.

So Abbot Jr. is no stranger to the chaos of Hell's Kitchen.

This time he offended the New York Police Department. Whether he wanted to stay in New York or leave New York, Little Abbott needed all special channels, and the chaotic Hell's Kitchen was undoubtedly the best of those channels.

Without stopping, he quickly descended from the rooftop to the first floor.

Little Abbott pushed open the small door at the top of the stairs, and walked out through the side door of the building.

Just took a few steps.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of crisp gunshots rang right next to little Abbott's ears.

【Not good, dangerous...】

Almost at the moment when he heard the gunshot, little Abbott suddenly felt an alarm bell in his heart. He quickly embraced his head with both hands, and stomped his feet on the ground violently. Rolled out sideways.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

However, no matter how little Abbott rolled over, the bullets that shot towards him did not let him go, and the bullets almost followed and struck towards the point where Little Abbott rolled over.

Ding Ding Ding!
One after another, the missed bullets hit the masonry ground, splashing out large pieces of gravel and dregs.

Little Abbott, who was splashed on his face by these gravel residues, felt his cheeks hurt, as if some hot liquid was dripping from the wound.

The bright red blood stains made his face with the pattern of blood-colored spider hidden even more sinister.

What made little Abbott even more unbearable was that he was hit by a bullet in his right hand when the first wave of gunshots fired. Biting pain.

The injury to his right hand not only strongly affected Abbott's actions, but also made him unable to quickly draw out the pistol hanging on his right waist to fight back effectively.

This point is the most dangerous and fatal to the current little Abbott.

"Fuck, damn it!"

(End of this chapter)