CC looked blank and tilted her head.

Brooklyn…

Lin-xian…

Did these two names have anything in common?

CC, who didn't understand or speak Chinese, completely missed the pun in Lin Xian's words.

"You're as nonsensical as ever."

CC said softly, "I never understand what you're thinking…"

"It's okay."

Lin Xian smiled slightly. "Just wait and see my performance."

…

As the last group of tourists walked out of the amusement park gates, the lights of the entire park were turned off, and everything returned to darkness, ushering in Coney Island's true night.

CC and Lin Xian strolled aimlessly along the road. She breathed out a puff of white mist, and wrapped her clothes tighter around herself. "The cold wave really has arrived. It's getting colder and colder at night."

She turned her head and looked at the tall Lin Xian next to her. "I heard the tourists talking while we were waiting in line at the amusement park. They said this cold wave is especially strong and the temperature is dropping rapidly. They say it might even snow tonight."

"Snow?"

Lin Xian looked up at the sky, also exhaling a puff of white air as he spoke. "Does it snow here in Brooklyn at the end of October?"

"Usually not."

CC shook her head. "But who can say for sure with the weather? Sometimes it doesn't snow for a whole year, and sometimes the snow comes very early… But it's rare to be this cold like today. Generally, it doesn't get this cold until around December. This weather is really unusual. This winter will probably be the coldest winter I've experienced since I was born."

"Is that so."

Lin Xian replied, also putting his cold hands into the pockets of his cotton coat, and said while exhaling white air, "So, we really need to upgrade our equipment. We'll definitely freeze if we sleep under the bridge in this cold."

"I didn't feel it when we were playing during the day, but now that you mention it, I really feel the cold."

The attacking power of the current weather had exceeded the defense value of the church cotton coat. The church set was no longer keeping up with the version, and they needed to find a new set.

"Where do gangs… usually appear?" Lin Xian asked.

CC was silent for a while, recalling the rumors she had heard before. "I heard that the gangs on Coney Island are mainly Italian, but there are also some local gangs mixed in. The situation is very chaotic, and there are basically gun battles and brawls every night. The main disputes aren't about territory, but about illegal transactions and conflicts of interest."

Tututututututu—

Just as the two were talking, a burst of motorcycle exhaust sounds came from ahead.

They looked up and saw two Harley motorcycles leading the way, each with a black-clad strongman on board, followed closely by a Lincoln sedan, speeding arrogantly through the night.

As the tutututu sounds faded away and the light from the car disappeared, Lin Xian and CC's vision fell back into darkness.

Lin Xian blinked. "Isn't that…"

"Yes."

CC was also surprised. "Talk of the devil… weren't those motorcycles and cars that just passed by the gangs?"

"Let's go, let's go."

Lin Xian was as excited as if he had discovered a treasure. The money tree was always so timely. He quickly grabbed CC and ran along the road. "Let's follow them and see what kind of deal these gangs are up to!"

CC pursed her lips, hesitating again and again. To be honest, she really didn't want to go into such a dangerous situation. Only daredevils and fools would actively look for trouble with gangs.

But, since Lin Xian insisted on going, she couldn't just leave him alone.

"Okay."

She finally convinced herself and moved forward with Lin Xian. "But you really have to be careful, Lin Xian. They definitely have guns! You absolutely must not get into a conflict with them!"

…

After spending some time, Lin Xian and CC followed the small forest and came to an abandoned warehouse. It was very dilapidated, with weeds everywhere. It was not known what it was used for before it was abandoned.

Coney Island in 1952 was only just starting to develop, and there was still a large amount of wilderness that had not been developed. This was also the reason why gang organizations were concentrated here; a place lacking jurisdiction naturally attracted lawbreakers.

For example…

Brook Lin.

He loved this oppressive and violent atmosphere too much.

If he in the first dream was still a Los Angeles five-star good citizen who needed to escape and was easily shot, then he now could definitely be called the King of Brooklyn!

With the unreasonable cheat-like hax of \[Reverse Forced Evasion], he was even more of a devil incarnate than in the dream.

Especially since his opponents now were gangs, he didn't have to worry about the law and the police, and there were no worries.

"Don't panic."

Lin Xian held down CC's fluffy hair, pressed her down a little behind the bushes, and looked at the gang members waiting in formation at the abandoned warehouse. "Let's wait for them to do their thing first. Obviously, they're waiting for another group of gang members. Either they're the sellers or the buyers. Anyway, it doesn't look like they're here to fight today."

"How do you know so much?" CC looked at him.

"That's how it is in the movies," Lin Xian said casually.

But then again… In 1952, it seemed like there weren't many gangster movies in the United States. After all, this era was still very turbulent, and directors generally wouldn't provoke gangs.

It wasn't until 1971, when "The Godfather" was being filmed, that the gang was very unfriendly, unwelcome, and uncooperative, which led to many difficulties during the filming period. The crew even received death threats.

However, after the movie was released, the gang members shouted, "It's so good! So cool!"

Since then, the American gang members even deliberately imitated Marlon Brando's way of speaking as the Godfather to show their status, which could be described as a complete reversal.

"Lin Xian, they're here."

CC nudged Lin Xian, signaling him to look across the road.

Lin Xian looked up. Several lights came from across the road, five black cars, all in the style of classic cars, with no obvious features. Lin Xian couldn't tell what brand they were.

"It feels like the newcomers aren't friendly," Lin Xian narrowed his eyes. "Look, gang A only came with two motorcycles + one car, a total of six members; gang B across the street came with five cars. There's obviously a huge difference in numbers. So, it's very likely… they're going to double-cross them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the front two and the back three of the five black cars stopped, and then more than a dozen people got out and stood together in a chaotic mass.

Immediately, several members of gang A took out guns from their waists, looking nervous.

From the car behind gang B, a middle-aged man wearing a black felt hat, a long black woolen coat, leaning on a cane, and limping walked out.

Obviously, he was the boss of gang B.

"His clothes are nice," Lin Xian praised. "They have a kind of noble air."

CC nodded. "They look very expensive."

The two gangs were at each other's throats, and the two leaders walked forward, shook hands, and then each of their henchmen took out a box.

The boxes were one black and one white, about the same size. It was not known what kind of strange ritual it was.

From Lin Xian's perspective, he couldn't see too much detail. He didn't know what happened, but the two groups began to argue fiercely, speaking in a language that Lin Xian didn't understand. It wasn't like English or Italian… He didn't understand a single thing.

In an instant, gang B didn't give gang A any time to react, and directly took out various guns and fired wildly!

Bang bang bang pa pa pa bang bang bang!

The gunshots were chaotic, and the smell of gunpowder instantly filled the bushes. CC's face was pale, and she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose to avoid being choked and sneezing.

Soon, the gunshots stopped.

All the members of gang A had fallen to the ground, covered in blood. Gang B was unscathed.

They began to laugh, speaking intensely and excitedly. He couldn't understand.

CC tugged at Lin Xian's clothes, her voice trembling. "Lin… Lin Xian, they really kill people… We can't continue to hide here!"

"You're right," Lin Xian nodded. "We really can't continue to hide."

Then, in CC's shocked gaze and heart-stopping breath, Lin Xian stood up from the bushes with a whoosh!

"Hello~"

Lin Xian took a step forward and greeted more than a dozen armed gangsters.

"&*￥!@!￥!"

"##*￥%&?!"

But the local gang was very unfriendly, speaking gibberish, and raised their guns at Lin Xian!

"Lin Xian—"

CC shouted in panic.

However, Lin Xian was not afraid in the face of danger. He smiled calmly and lightly. "\[CC, come witness the magic.]"

Swish.

Like Neo in "The Matrix", he stretched out his palm towards more than a dozen black gun muzzles—

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

A series of falling sounds.

Without a single gunshot, without a single bullet fired, all of the dozen or so gang members fell straight down like statues, heavily crashing to the ground.

Their trembling pupils didn't understand what had happened at all.

Everything was fine at first. Just as they aimed their guns at the young man who suddenly popped out and prepared to pull the trigger and shoot… Suddenly, a heavy hammer hit them in the chest! Leaving them weak! Unable to move even an inch!

Then, the body that could not be controlled was as soft and light as cotton, falling straight down in an extremely strange posture, with the face or nose touching the ground, completely unable to move, not even able to move the eyeballs!

"This… this is!?"

CC in the bushes couldn't help but stand up, staring blankly at this bizarre scene.

She took a deep breath. She couldn't understand it no matter what.

She only saw Lin Xian push his palm forward horizontally, and those dozen or so gang members fell down neatly like dominoes!

What exactly was going on?

Witchcraft? Magic? Or superpowers?

In the wilderness, the only gang member still standing was the leader with the cane and the black felt hat.

At this moment, his face was also pale and shocked. He hurriedly took out a pistol from his coat pocket, aimed at Lin Xian, and pulled the trigger—

Thud…

His body leaned back, his heart felt like it was being clenched by a fist in an instant, his whole body lost strength, and the right index finger on the pistol trigger could not be pressed down no matter what, completely unable to control any finger!

Thud.

The man's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with his cane, merging with the earth like a statue.

Lin Xian walked forward with a smile, squatted down, took off the black felt hat from his head and put it on his own. "I like your hat very much."

He also picked up the black pistol from the ground. "I also like your pistol, and…"

Lin Xian turned the gang leader, who had collapsed on the ground, over and stripped off his high-end long trench coat. "Your coat."

Then, Lin Xian took off the church cotton coat on his body, shook the black long trench coat in the wind, and put it on.

He felt in his chest pocket and found a pair of sunglasses hanging there.

This gang leader was quite fully equipped.

Not to be outdone, Lin Xian opened the sunglasses and put them on his face.

So far, the \[Gangster Set], black felt hat on his head, black sunglasses on his face, black long trench coat on his body, black pistol on his waist, had been completed!

"It's much warmer in an instant. It really is good material."

Lin Xian seized the time to walk to the front of the car hood and opened the two small briefcases on it, one black and one white.

The black briefcase contained white powder.

The white briefcase contained neatly stacked wads of green US dollars.

He closed them again.

Lin Xian picked up the white briefcase, came to the Harley motorcycle of the annihilated gang A, turned the key on it all the way to the right, and stepped on the kickstand—

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The high-displacement Harley motorcycle began to roar. "CC, come quickly!"

Lin Xian waved to CC in the bushes.

CC was still in a state of shock. Lin Xian's skilled and smooth "robbery combo" really scared CC.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Lin Xian urged.

He knew better than anyone that the reverse forced evasion also had a time limit, and he would be able to stand up in more than a minute at most.

Two fists were no match for four hands.

A perfect show-off must end with a successful departure to be considered a farewell.

"Oh oh."

CC reacted, quickly jumped on the back seat of the Harley motorcycle, and hugged Lin Xian's waist tightly.

Boom——————

The gang members next to him began to tremble and stood up while holding the ground. Lin Xian had already twisted the motorcycle throttle to the end, and started a drifting kick with a sweep in place, rushing into the night.

The violent engine sound of the Harley motorcycle carried Lin Xian and CC galloping on the asphalt ground, quickly throwing off the safe distance.

CC then raised her head from Lin Xian's back, faced the night wind, and shouted to the front, "What was that just now! Magic or witchcraft? How did you do it!"

But CC also knew very well that there could be no magic in this world.

Suddenly, she widened her eyes. "Could it be…"

Is the legendary… "\[Dragon Country Kung Fu?]"

Lin Xian, who was driving the motorcycle, was amused. "Almost, you can understand it as Dragon Country Kung Fu, which is broad and profound, mysterious and unpredictable."

"But! You didn't even touch them!" CC was puzzled. "You didn't have any contact with those gang members, and you were very far away. How did you knock them down?"

"Oh, this is internal energy." Lin Xian began to coax the child. "It's like Jie Hua Fa or something… If you're at the master level, you can also throw out a lightning five-strike whip."

"What you said is too fake!" Although CC, who had just witnessed the scene, was full of awe for Dragon Country Kung Fu, lightning and the like were still too much. "Tch, you're teasing me again."

…

The motorcycle stopped on the bank of the river.

Lin Xian and CC jumped out of the car and opened the white briefcase.

CC frowned. "Oh my god, so much money… How much money is this?"

"Now you believe it, right?"

Lin Xian picked up a wad of US dollars. "Look, I told you, our hard days are over. In the future… we can enjoy great wealth."

As he said that, he threw the US dollars in his hand into the sky, scattering them into rain.

"Are you crazy!"

CC turned pale with fright, and ran like a little bee, racing against the night wind, picking up all the scattered US dollars one by one, and angrily pressed them into the briefcase. "Why do you always do some incomprehensible things? I really don't know what messy things you have in your head! Why are you throwing money for no reason!"

"This is a sense of ritual."

Lin Xian closed the briefcase again. "Now that we have become rich, then… CC, we can go and realize your \[wish]."

CC was speechless for a moment.

She couldn't believe why this man… was so good to her and always fulfilled her wishes like a genie in a lamp?

Suddenly getting rich, shouldn't people first think about buying something for themselves and improving their lives?

But Lin Xian… At the first time… Always thinking about her, remembering every word she said; even the words she said casually, Lin Xian remembered so clearly.

She looked up at Lin Xian. "My dream, are you saying…"

"That's right."

Lin Xian stood on the river railing.

Looking across the sea, at the world center with bright lights and skyscrapers, "Didn't you say that the Brooklyn Bridge is a wall, preventing you from ever crossing it and never going to Manhattan?"

After a pause, he continued, "There is no sea that cannot be crossed in this world, and no wall that cannot be climbed over. With the money in the briefcase, we can easily play all over Manhattan, and even let you settle down there and open a flower shop and coffee shop."

"But…"

CC approached, looking very embarrassed. "But Lin Xian, this is your money. You risked your life to rob it. You have taken care of me enough, and I can't spend your money anymore. You should use this money on yourself, instead of… always coaxing me like a child, fulfilling my casual wishes like an Aladdin's lamp, I… I…"

She bit her lower lip. "No one has ever been so good to me, I don't know how to…"

Da.

A big hand rested on her thin shoulder.

CC raised her head and saw Lin Xian's gentle gaze.

"The first meal I had in Brooklyn, you brought me to eat."

Lin Xian said softly, "That half piece of hard bread is more precious to me than this box of US dollars."

"What's more, you also said that you would be willing to go to space to bring me back a gift for a hot dog; I know you're not kidding, even if you say don't take it seriously, but…"

His eyes dimmed a little, and he repeated, "\[I know you're not kidding, you really will pluck a star for me.]"

"So…"

Lin Xian changed the subject. "Don't think so much now! Now that we have so much money, we can't sleep in the park or under the bridge anymore, right?"

He walked back to the motorcycle. Stretched his leg over it.

He stepped on the Harley motorcycle and started it. In the roar of the engine, he turned his head back and looked at CC with a smile. "Tonight… let's go to Manhattan."

"\[Go to the center of the world, to the place of your dreams!]