Genius Club

CC looked confused and tilted her head.

Brooklyn...

Lin Xian...

Is there any common point between these two names?

CC, who doesn't understand Chinese or speak it, completely misses the pun in Lin Xian's words.

"You're still as nonsensical as ever."

CC said softly:

"I always can't figure out what you're thinking..."

"It's all right."

Lin Xian smiled slightly:

"Just wait and watch my performance."

...

As the last group of tourists exited the amusement park, the lights of the entire area went out, bringing Coney Island into true darkness.

CC and Lin Xian wandered aimlessly down the road, breathing out a puff of white mist, wrapping her clothing tighter:

"It really feels like a cold wave is coming, it's getting colder at night."

She turned her head to look at the tall Lin Xian beside her:

"I overheard some tourists in line at the amusement park saying that this cold wave is hitting hard and the temperature's dropping fast. They even say it might snow tonight."

"Snow?"

Lin Xian looked up at the sky, speaking as a puff of white breath escaped:

"Does it usually snow in Brooklyn at the end of October?"

"Usually not."

CC shook her head:

"But weather is unpredictable. Sometimes it doesn't snow all year, sometimes it comes early... However, this kind of cold is indeed rare."

"Normally, it gets this cold around December. This weather is certainly unusual, probably the coldest winter since I was born."

"Is that so."

Lin Xian replied, stuffing his cold hands into the pockets of his padded jacket, exhaling white breath as he said:

"That's why we really need to upgrade our gear. Sleeping under a bridge in this cold, we'd certainly turn into popsicles."

"During the day while playing, I didn't feel it. But now that you mention it, I do feel the chill."

The current weather's attack power.

Has surpassed the defense value of church cotton clothes; the church outfit can't keep up with the version, and a new outfit is necessary.

"Where do gangs usually hang out?"

Lin Xian asked.

CC was silent for a while, recalling rumors she'd heard before:

"I heard the gangs in Coney Island are mainly Italians, mixed with some local gangs. The situation is very chaotic, with gunfights and brawls almost every night."

"The main disputes aren't about territory but illegal goods transactions and profit disagreements."

Rumble rumble rumble rumble——

While the two were talking.

A sudden sound of motorcycle exhaust pipes came from ahead.

The two looked up.

They saw two Harley motorcycles leading the way, each with a burly man in black on it, followed by a Lincoln car arrogantly passing through the night.

As the rumble-rumble-rumble sound faded and the car lights disappeared, Lin Xian and CC's vision was once again shrouded in darkness.

Lin Xian blinked:

"Isn't that...?"

"Yes."

CC was also surprised:

"Just what we were talking about, weren't those motorcycles and cars gang members?"

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

Lin Xian was excited as if he had found a treasure.

It's so timely, speaking of the devil.

He quickly pulled CC along the road to catch up:

"Let's follow them first and see what sort of deals these gangsters are up to!"

CC pursed her lips.

Hesitating for a long time.

Honestly, she really didn't want to do such a dangerous thing; only daredevils or fools would deliberately provoke a gang.

But.

Since Lin Xian was determined to go.

She couldn't just leave him alone:

"Fine."

She finally convinced herself, moving forward with Lin Xian:

"But you really need to be careful, Lin Xian. They most certainly have guns! Don't get into any conflict with them!"

...

After some time, Lin Xian and CC followed the small woods and arrived at an abandoned warehouse.

This place was very dilapidated, with weeds everywhere.

It's unclear what it was used for before being abandoned.

Coney Island in 1952 was just beginning to develop, with plenty of wild places yet to be explored, which is why gang organizations concentrated here; it was also a place lacking jurisdiction, naturally attracting lawless people.

For instance...

Brooke Lin.

He loved this kind of murderous and violent atmosphere.

If in The First Dreamland, he was still a citizen with a five-star wanted level who needed to run away and was easily shot in Los Angeles.

Now, he was undoubtedly the king of Brooklyn!

Equipped with [Reverse Forced Evasion], this unreasonable cheat code, he was even more of a troublemaker than in his dreams.

Especially now with gangsters as opponents, without worrying about the law or police, there were no concerns.

"Don't panic."

Lin Xian pressed CC's fluffy hair, pushing her lower behind the bushes, watching the gangsters on alert at the abandoned warehouse:

"Let's wait and see them show off. It's obvious they're waiting for another group, whether they're sellers or buyers, it doesn't look like they're here to fight today."

"How do you know that?" CC looked at him.

"That's how it always goes in the movies."

Lin Xian replied casually.

But speaking of which...

In 1952, it seems there weren't any gangster movies in Mi Country yet, given the turbulence of the times, directors generally didn't provoke gangs.

Not until 1971, when "The Godfather" was filmed, were the gangsters very unfriendly, unwelcoming, and uncooperative toward the production, causing considerable difficulties, and the crew even received death threats.

However, once the movie premiered, gang members exclaimed, "It's awesome! So cool!"

Since then.