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328 Slaying the American Skinheads

Zhang Fan was quite happy to hear that Huang Yifei was willing to invest in the purchase of equity. Generally, startups need several rounds of financing to expand. Even if Lei Jun is an angel investor, he cannot invest his full wealth in the rice technology company at the beginning, and he will inevitably need to raise funds.

Now that Huang Yifei's investment is available, at least there will be no problems with the startup capital. At the same time, Zhang Fan was very moved. He believed that Huang Yifei invested in Dami Technology in order to support him. Otherwise, just such an emerging startup company, how could ordinary investors even offer a premium to buy equity?

In any case, this matter is decided. Huang Yifei plans to invest at least tens of millions of dollars in the first round, and he can invest all the money from the two recent boxing games. In fact, Huang Yifei can even buy more equity, such as more than 50% and obtain absolute controlling stake.

However, Huang Yifei didn't want to and dare not do this, because he knew that Fatty Zhang was qualified as a technician, but he did not have the ability to lead and a sense of direction. He could not have so much time and energy to pay attention to the development of rice technology. So it is best to still let the company be led by Lei Jun to see if it can eventually become Xiaomi Technology in the previous life.

After getting through this, Huang Yifei and Chen Jingyi went to Chicago City and had a happy American Christmas. In the evening, Huang Yifei held Chen Jingyi's hand and walked by the beach among the colorful lights all over the city.

At this time, Chen Jingyi hugged Huang Yifei's arm, rested her head on his shoulder and asked, "Yifei, how long will it take to go back to school? I really want to be with you like this every day."

Hearing this question, Huang Yifei smiled faintly on the corner of his mouth. He felt the fragrance from Chen Jingyi's hair and said, "When I enter the weight level, the intensity of weight gain and competition will not be so high after entering the weight level. I may also go to school to attend classes with peace of mind. I don't expect that I will not be satisfied with the credits and I will not get my graduation certificate."

"Okay, remember to protect yourself in the ring. Actually, I haven't seen you a few boxing matches so far, because every time I'm scared, I'm afraid of what harm you will suffer, and I don't even want you to continue boxing."

When he said these words, Chen Jingyi's tone was a little low: "But I know this is your career and your dream. You must be fine!"

"Don't worry, brother, I'm very strong!" Huang Yifei replied playfully, then hugged Chen Jingyi, and the two hugged each other in the harbor of San Francisco, listening to the familiar Christmas music of the lebells (Jinger Bells), which came from a distance.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, Huang Yifei held Chen Jingyi's hand and walked towards the Stanford University dormitory. The closer we were to the school, we also saw many student couples coming back hand in hand. At this moment, Huang Yifei finally felt like he was still a Stanford student.

On the way, I met many Asian students, especially some Chinese students recognized Huang Yifei. After all, San Francisco is one of the settlements of Chinese Americans. Objectively speaking, it is not an exaggeration to crush blacks and brown people in East Asia, so I can often meet Asians in higher education institutions.

These Chinese who recognized Huang Yifei were after all, top students from Stanford. When they saw Chen Jingyi holding his wrist, they just smiled and did not come to disturb them.

Originally, I walked well on the quiet night, but the unique roaring sound of the heavy motorcycle broke the tranquility. After the last time I was shot, Huang Yifei was a little sensitive when he heard this roar. He subconsciously took a defensive posture and turned his head to look over.

But this is not the kind of gunman I used to last time, but a group of strong white men with shaved heads and black jackets, excitedly stepping on the accelerator and shouting.

"Yifei, let's go quickly. This seems to be a member of the American skinhead."

After Chen Jingyi said that, she pulled Huang Yifei, who was still watching, and planned to go back to school quickly.

After coming to the United States for so long, Huang Yifei has basically understood what the skinheads in the United States are. Seriously speaking, this is not a party or community, but a title obtained by a group of young people who like motorcycles and punk decades ago.

But later, this skinhead changed its flavor and gradually became a "white supremacy" racist organization. Currently, the members are close to one million. Many subway stations, youth bars, large stadiums and other places can be seen often, but today it is still a strange thing to come to the gate of Stanford University.

However, Huang Yifei doesn't care. After all, he is also a strong man in Chicago and can walk sideways. But now Chen Jingyi is here, Huang Yifei has no intention of causing trouble. He takes Chen Jingyi back to school with peace of mind, and then he takes a plane to Chicago. So after hearing Chen Jingyi's words, he turned his head low and continued to walk towards the school gate.

But at this moment, a woman's scream came from behind, and an Asian couple was surrounded by several motorcycles. The boy was wearing a pair of glasses, a typical nerd image. The girl looked at it from Huang Yifei's eyes, but her cheekbones and nose bridge were deep, and Europeans and Americans prefer this style.

After several white strong men surrounded the Asian couple, they began to move. The white men were all over 180 cm tall, not to mention their figure. The boys looked like chickens in front of them, but the man was still a little backbone and kept in front of the girl.

Then this was useless. The boy was almost pushed away by one hand. Then a strong white man touched the girl's butt, causing screams. This situation was naturally seen by some students around him. Many people showed angry expressions on their faces, but when facing the bald party, they could hardly choose to be angry but not speak out. At most, they would secretly take out their mobile phones to call the police, or speed up their pace to walk towards the school and ask for school security.

"Jingyi, wait for me here."

When Chen Jingyi heard Huang Yifei say this, she naturally understood what he was going to do. When she was in China, she had seen Huang Yifei beat the gangster and knew that Huang Yifei was powerful. However, this is the United States, these skinheads are likely to carry guns with them!

Although Chen Jingyi was extremely worried, she still let go of her hand because Huang Yifei in her eyes was the invincible hero on the ring, not a coward who stood by and watched!

Huang Yifei smiled at Chen Jingyi, and then walked towards the American skinhead in Chen Jingyi's worried gaze step by step. At this time, several strong American men were teasing Chinese girls unscrupulously. The boy was held down by a tall white man and could only watch.

Perhaps it was because they were used to being arrogant. When Huang Yifei walked to them, these strong white men realized that one of them had a Nazi symbol tattooed on his arm. When he saw Huang Yifei, he cursed: "*, yellow-skinned monkey, get away!"

Hearing the scolding, Huang Yifei got closer, looked at the white man, and said word by word: "pig(white-skinned pig)."

When Huang Yifei said the white-skinned pig, the onlookers, including these white people, were shocked. Who dared to be so arrogant? Some people knew Huang Yifei and shouted in surprise: "Box King Fei!"

Huang Yifei didn't wait for the tattooed white man in front of him to react, and directly punched him on the bridge of his nose. The white man fell to the ground without any reaction. Almost at the same time, the other strong white men moved. Huang Yifei kicked one side and then korated one again with his back fist.

Seeing that three fell down in one second, the remaining three white men were shocked. One of them quickly touched his waist. But Huang Yifei stepped hard, his body soared into the air and his knees hit his chin heavily. With a crisp "click", his jawbone was broken directly.

Before the other two white men could react, Huang Yifei turned around and punched him twice, and the punches fell to the ground. The whole process was less than three seconds!

Huang Yifei twisted his neck at this time and looked at the last white man who held the boy. The strong white man was almost frightened. He quickly let go of his hand and said to Huang Yifei: "sorry, i'msorry!"

Hearing this apology, Huang Yifei smiled at him. The strong white man thought Huang Yifei was not going to cause trouble for him, and a flattering smile appeared on his face. But the style suddenly changed. Huang Yifei kicked him in the chest and kicked him away and hit the written behind him, howling on the ground in pain.

Huang Yifei looked at his painful look and said coldly: "If the apology is useful, what else does justice need to do?"

I definitely don’t know how many Asians have bullied this group of white garbage. Tolerance is not left to scumbags!

Just as Huang Yifei was about to turn around to Chen Jingyi, a voice came from his ear: "Thank you."

This is what the boy with eyes said. Huang Yifei looked at him after hearing this, and then said lightly: "Violence cannot solve everything, but at least it can protect himself and the people around him. If you have time to exercise more in the future, they will not dare to bully you only if they are stronger than this group of white garbage."

After saying this, Huang Yifei came to Chen Jingyi. At this time, Chen Jingyi hugged Huang Yifei, rested her head on his chest and said, "Yifei, I suddenly feel that it's great to have you. This sense of security cannot be given to anyone."

"No matter how good the kung fu is, I'm afraid of kitchen knives!" Huang Yifei joked, and then led Chen Jingyi to school. What Huang Yifei didn't know was that the video of his attack was recorded by many people present on the Internet, which would set off a wave, because among the white people who were knocked down by him, one of the younger brothers of the famous e-general!

Back at the Chicago boxing training base, Huang Yifei just entered the forbidden training room and saw Meng Fanlong rushing over and saying to Huang Yifei: "Yifei, you are back, White just went to the Chicago Police Department. The two gunmen who shot you were caught!"
Chapter completed!
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