Carrying expectations for the future.
Nolan strolled through the streets of Manhattan.
As everyone knows.
80% of the danger in New York comes from Hell's Kitchen.
And the remaining 20% would definitely not appear in Manhattan.
Because this is the rich area of New York, no one would come here looking for trouble.
Central Park in Manhattan can be said to be one of the most beautiful places in New York.
Just after transmigrating to this World, he encountered the crisis of bankruptcy.
He had been busy for so long.
This was the first time he had gone out.
As for the reason, it came from Charles's advice.
The original words were:
"Fortunately, the problem has been temporarily resolved, so you should go out and see more. You are the boss of Locke Company. Believe me, you will charm many girls."
To this, Nolan said that girls were not important, what was important was that he really should go out and see.
Of course, if he could meet a few beautiful girls, he wouldn't mind what happened.
In fact, he did encounter some people trying to strike up a conversation.
For this outing, he specifically changed into an uncomfortable high-end suit and wore an awkward watch.
This damned charm.
Unfortunately, he felt that the quality of these girls was still lacking.
Which made him quite regretful.
He could only buy a high-calorie burger to comfort his mood.
After relaxing, Nolan walked towards home.
There weren't many people on the road.
As he was walking, a drunkard walked towards him from the front.
Nolan frowned.
And then leaned to the side.
Just as they were about to pass each other.
Nolan's pupils constricted slightly.
That drunkard actually pulled a gun from his Arms!
Who wants to kill me!
What should I do!
While his brain was racing, Nolan's body was also instinctively dodging.
Two gunshots rang out.
Nolan instantly felt a sharp pain come from his left arm.
He was shot!
Fortunately, this person's marksmanship was average.
Clearly not a professional killer.
However, he looked around and saw nowhere to hide.
For a moment, despair surged into his heart.
"Damn it!"
After despair, there is the courage to fight for survival.
Charge!
He was not a man without the strength to truss a chicken.
The original owner's years of fitness had given him a good physique.
Since he couldn't escape, he would charge forward and kill him!
Nolan roared, and then frantically charged towards the other party.
He wouldn't die, he wasn't willing to die like this!
That person sneered.
He raised the gun in his hand.
Although he missed just now, it didn't matter.
Next time, he definitely wouldn't miss.
"Bastard!"
Nolan roared.
Bang! Bang!
Two more gunshots, Nolan narrowly dodged.
Close, their distance was now just one step away!
Nolan felt a glimmer of hope.
But at this moment, the gunshots rang out again.
Along with the gunshots.
Nolan felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, followed by a thorough chill.
It's over!
Nolan fell to the ground, howling in pain.
It hurt so much.
Now, besides fear, all he wanted was to die!
He had never experienced this kind of pain before.
The killer walked over, pointing the pistol at his head.
"Hey, kid, remember in your next life... forget it, just go die."
Nolan could even see the killer's hand slowly pulling the trigger.
Fear, despair, he couldn't describe his feelings at this moment.
He closed his eyes, no longer having any thought of resisting.
Unexpectedly,
His second life would end like this.
He didn't know if there would be another chance to be reborn.
Just at this moment.
There was a loud bang.
And then came the killer's scream.
Nolan barely opened his eyes and saw a girl with long black hair walking towards him.
"Hey, are you okay?" the girl asked.
Beauty saves the hero?
He had thought about becoming a Captain Marvel out of interest.
But he never thought that he would be the one being saved.
Damn!
After walking around the gates of Hell, coupled with the sudden surge of mental agitation.
He simply fainted.
...
When he woke up.
It was already the next day.
"The familiar white ceiling," Nolan said.
This made him recall the time before his rebirth, and he was filled with emotion.
"You're awake?"
While he was in a daze.
The girl who saved him last night walked in.
This girl looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen, a little younger than him.
She was very pretty.
"You're lucky, the Doctor said that the injury on your arm is just a graze, and the wound on your abdomen didn't affect any vital organs.
You should recover after a period of rest."
Hearing this.
Nolan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, I haven't asked for your name yet."
"Jessica, Jessica Jones."
Hearing this name, Nolan was stunned for a moment, no wonder she looked a little familiar.
"Do you know why that person wanted to kill you?" Jessica Jones asked enthusiastically.
Now, she was just a hot-blooded young girl who had recently gained abilities.
"I'm not sure."
Nolan frowned.
But he already had some guesses in his heart, and he felt a chill all over his body.
He thought this was just a simple business disagreement.
But he never thought that someone would actually try to kill him!
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However, this is just one possibility.
And the probability is not high.
After all, he is now like Tony Stark, a cash cow that can lead these directors to make money.
No one should be that foolish.
"Can you help me call the police?"
"Of course."
Jessica Jones nodded.
Nolan breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the gunman wasn't caught, this is a rich area.
There are many surveillance cameras on the road.
The gunman wasn't masked, it's almost impossible for him to escape.
He was still very confident about this.
That day, Charles came to see him after hearing the news, and even hired the top nurse for him.
However, compared to the nurse, he still felt more secure with Jessica Jones.
A man's dignity?
At least at this time, he chose to put it aside.
"Jessica, can I ask you to protect me for a while?"
Jessica Jones hesitated a little.
"But I still have to make money, I'm an orphan, I can't have no source of income."
Hearing this, Nolan excitedly grabbed Jessica Jones's hand.
"Perhaps you haven't heard my name, but you must know Locke Company. Believe me, when it comes to money, you don't need to worry."
Being grabbed by Nolan's hand.
Jessica Jones's face turned slightly red.
"Okay, I can be your bodyguard, but not for too long."
Nolan glanced at the scenery on Jessica Jones's chest.
Hmm, although it was still a small steamed bun, it had great potential for development.
And she could warm the bed and fight.
"Actually, if you're willing, to make your appearance less abrupt, I don't mind you being my girlfriend."
Nolan said righteously.
Hearing this, Jessica Jones directly Throw away his hand.
She ran out in an instant.
Nolan felt a little regretful.
It seems that even if the girls in America are more open.
Asking someone to be your girlfriend as soon as you meet them is still too rushed.
But he wasn't worried.
Clearly, Jessica Jones was a warm-hearted person.
She wouldn't abandon him.
Hmm... hopefully.
During the time he was recovering from his injuries.
The sales of Locke Company's K-01 cargo mech gradually became popular.
In just half a month, over six thousand units had been sold.
Such a large sales volume, without a doubt, was enough to pull Locke Company back from the brink of bankruptcy.
It even showed a trend of further improvement.
However, Nolan's heart gradually sank.
There was still no news of the gunman who tried to kill him.
It was like a stone sinking into the sea.
Are the Manhattan police blind!
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