In the remote abandoned parking lot, under the hot sun at noon, the North American cardinal shouted powerlessly.

    Nagini looked at the two men in front of him. He couldn''t help but sink his face. His expression was a little ugly and asked, "Tom, Jerry, what do you two mean?"

    Tom and Jerry looked at each other. Their faces were greedy and murderous. Tall Tom sneered:

    "Don, you''re smart. Why don''t you guess what we want to do?"

    Slightly frowned, Nagini looked puzzled: "you two want to kill me? Why?"

    Although each box is random, the probability of getting 100000 dollars per person is the same. If you want to wash your hands in a golden basin, you can directly take the box and leave at any time. There is no need to kill yourself.

    It is precisely because of this that the three people can rob dozens of stores continuously in half a year. We should know that unity is the most important in a team with high risk and high profit.

    And looking at Nagini''s puzzled eyes.

    Tom sighed. He looked at the clever Chinese in front of him with regret:

    "Tang, you are very smart. Before I met you, I never thought that I could make so much money in half a year."

    "But you are doomed to die here today. You know Tom and I are from New York, but you don''t know that we are neighbors. We have lived together since childhood. We know your route from the beginning. With your share, we can get more than one million if we don''t give anyone."

    "Moreover, we have robbed seven or eight neon people''s shops recently. Those neon people will be tracked down, so in order to have a stable future, Tang, I''m sorry to do so."

    Looking at Tom talking, Jerry frowned slightly. A touch of impatience flashed in his eyes: "what are you talking to him about?"

    Tom shrugged with emotion on his face: "nothing, just some emotion. He is a genius. If he lives, I believe he will become an excellent director or an excellent crime master."

    Jerry rolled his eyes. The tall black man didn''t care. All he saw was greed and killing. "So what? He''s just a Chinese American who nobody cares about. If you kill him, no one will know what we''ve done."

    "Yes."

    Tom nodded and smiled at each other, with a smile on his face:

    "For our bright future."

    Abandoned dilapidated parking lot under the hot sky of New York.

    Tom and Jerry, black pistols, black muzzle, aimed at the Chinese in front of them.

    Nangintang looked at each other. He looked with emotion and complexity, but there was no imagined panic and fear.

    After a moment of silence, he raised his head with a touch of helplessness on his face: "if I said I knew you knew at the beginning, I don''t know if you believe it?"

    Hot Los Angeles, summer cicada

    Sorry, there are no trees in the streets of Los Angeles, so there are no cicadas.

    Maybe a bird calls?

    But since Nagini came, there have been many fewer birds in Los Angeles for some reason, although many people are not aware of this.

    In short, the dilapidated abandoned parking lot has only the thin chirp of the North American cardinal.

    Jerry, a strong black man, is a sharp guy, at least sharper than Tom, a strong white man. He looks at Nagini, and the calm look of the other party makes him feel uneasy inexplicably:

    "What do you mean?"

    Nagini Tang shrugged. He looked with a sigh: "nothing, just some emotion."

    Tom and Jerry are not their first collaborators, nor are they the first guys who want to eat black.

    After all, your appearance is too deceptive.

    A 16-year-old boy and an Asian boy. Even though he is a little clever, he will still be despised. The solid impression of the carving makes everyone think that he is only a child, although the child is 16 years old.

    The hot sea breeze in Los Angeles continues to blow, and the voice of the North American cardinal is a little impatient. This made the strong man Jerry upset. He took out his pistol and stood with the white strong man with the gun: "what do you feel?"

    Nagini looked at the two people in front of him. His beautiful face had a strange smile: "I''m a Chinese American. Don''t you wonder why I found you?"

    The voice fell, and Jerry, a strong black man, looked inexplicably flustered.

    He suddenly remembered the frequent disappearances in Los Angeles in the past decade.

    And I don''t know when the crime rate in Los Angeles has been soaring, especially large-scale robberies, which occur almost every month.

    I heard the more and more urgent cry of the cardinal. Looking at the 16-year-old high school student who was one head shorter than himself, I felt a little more flustered.

    It''s like a sheep meets a tiger. The suppression at the top of the food chain makes him panic and raise his gun. He roars wildly:

    "Damn it, what the hell are you trying to say!"

    Nagini looked at each other and was a little disappointed:

    "Nothing. I thought you two would start when the total amount was 3 million or even more than 3 million. Unexpectedly, you couldn''t help it when it was only 2 million."

    "Damn it, kill him!"

    There was a bang.

    Black Jerry shot, while white Tom didn''t know what had happened, but he subconsciously followed and shot.

    Then?

    At the moment when white Tom shot, black Jerry turned and ran away.

    He ran very fast. Tom didn''t know why he ran. The other party was only a 16-year-old high school student, and they had guns in their hands.

    But soon white Tom knew what had happened.

    Because Nagini changed, his pupils expanded, and the black fog swallowed up all the whites of his eyes. From the deepest part of his pupils, a little golden awn replaced the previous pupils.

    Black fine scales grew from Nagini''s face. With a strange forward roll, the 16-year-old Asian high school student took off his clothes and replaced it with a 24 meter long snake with blue colorful patterns and scales as hard as black iron!

    The Yellow bullet hit him with a "Ding". The bullet did not enter Nagini''s body, but was bounced away by thick scales.

    The last picture before white Tom died was that he was entangled by a black python.

    A second later, the pressure of more than 10000 kilograms per square centimeter crushed Tom''s bones and internal organs.

    Black Jerry is running away, but his escape is in vain.

    This is a 14 story abandoned parking lot, three floors underground and eleven floors above the ground.

    Although Nagini does not park in this parking lot every time, he has never parked on a floor below the fifth floor.

    His parking place meets three points every time:

    First, the surroundings should be very desolate.

    Second, the parking lot must be the highest building around.

    Third, the height of the parking lot will not be lower than five floors, unless there is an underground parking lot with more than three floors.

    Three seconds later, Nagini don found black Jerry and wrapped him around.

    Outside, the voice of the North American cardinal had completely disappeared. The cold snake pupil looked at the frightened Jerry. Nagini tilted his head suspiciously. A ferocious and terrible head full of black scales leaned over: "why did you run away?"

    Black Jerry struggled frantically, but his struggle was too ridiculous in front of a 24 meter python.

    He looked frightened and stared at the terrible Python in front of him. His strong desire for survival made him say anything: "I can tell you, let me go, what happened today..."

    But Nagini shook his head. "Forget it, I don''t want to hear you."

    "Click!"

    Black Jerry''s bone was broken and his internal organs squeezed, which made him crazy spit blood. His life was deprived in an instant. A gray energy gushed out of the dead black Jerry and finally integrated into Nagini''s body.

    With the power of gray extracted from his body, black Jerry''s body began to dry at a visible speed, and finally disintegrated like clay sculpture into a pool of red gray powder.

    From the other party''s shabby clothes, Nagini turned out a green card. Looking at the name on it, Nagini shook his head and sneered: "Jerry Defoe Collett? Ridiculous trick."

    The greatest pleasure of hunting is that you never know whether you are a prey or a hunter until the last minute.

    Obviously, the hunter of this hunt is Nagini.