Chapter 176 A bloody red

This is the first time that Korean style has been riding in Rolls-Royce, and the feeling is indeed different. The design lines of the car body are very simple, the overall style is solemn and solemn, and it has a noble atmosphere. The most prominent thing is that the noise of the engine is very low and it is simply thin and inaudible. Sitting inside, you can't feel any bumps at all, and it's no different from sitting on the ground.

Although Han Feng has no feelings for cars, he has to admit that Rolls-Royce is indeed the king of cars. Sitting in such a car is indeed a pleasure, whether it is psychological or physical.

According to Morris's attitude, it seemed that he would hold a special cocktail party for Han Feng to welcome him, but this was not what Han Feng wanted.

So, Han Feng said: "Morris, I have booked a hotel. If it is convenient, just send me to the hotel."

Morris said: "How can you let Brother Han stay in a hotel? You don't have to worry about these things. Everything is arranged, and you will definitely feel at home!"

Han Feng said: "Sorry, I still want to go to the hotel first."

Although Morris may have been out of good intentions, Han Feng did not want to do anything with his arrangements. The thing he disliked the most was what others arranged for him. He liked to control his own affairs in his own hands. Moreover, Han Feng had no intention of asking anyone to pick him up, and even Yang Xiwen, who had already arrived in the United States, did not notify him.

Shirley knew that Han Feng was a very opinionated person. After being with him for so long, she knew some of his temper. So when her eldest brother Morris wanted to say something else, Shirley gently pulled the corner of his clothes.

Morris glanced at his sister and found that she shook her head at him, so he had to shrug and said, "Since that's the case, I'll take you to the hotel first."

At his command, Rolls-Royce changed his head and then sent Han Feng to the hotel he had booked long ago.

Morris said: "Brother Han, have a good rest and adjust the jet lag as soon as possible."

"Morris, thank you very much for the reception!"

"Han Feng, don't forget, you said you wanted me to be your tour guide and take you all over New York!"

"Haha, I won't forget it. I'll call you when I finish the company's work!" After that, Han Feng walked into the hotel with his luggage.

As soon as Han Feng entered the hotel gate, a manager-level figure immediately came forward to greet him enthusiastically. They just saw with their own eyes that the customer came down from Rolls-Royce and could not be neglected.

With extremely enthusiastic service, Han Feng quickly settled down. He took a plane for more than ten hours and was indeed a little tired. Before going to bed, he called Yang Xiwen and the country to tell him that he had arrived in New York, so he went to bed.

About five hours later, Han Feng woke up. He was awakened by hunger. His stomach was already so hungry that he screamed. Although he had eaten something on the plane, the portion was too small. Han Feng finished it in just a few seconds, and was embarrassed to ask the beautiful flight attendant for another serving.

Han Feng habitually picked up the charging phone and looked at it. He found that there was an under answer call and an unread text message from Yang Xiwen. He mainly asked him if he had woken up. However, Han Feng turned the phone to vibrate and was charging again, so the call from Yang Xiwen did not wake him up.

After looking at the time, it was almost noon, and it was time for lunch.

So Han Feng dialed Yang Xiwen's cell phone.

"Hey, Xiwen, I just woke up and I slept a little deeper before. I didn't hear your phone number."

"You finally woke up. Haven't eaten yet, let's have lunch together."

Han Feng asked, "Okay, where are you now? I'll go find you."

"No need, I'll go directly to your place. You wait for me at the hotel door, and I'll be there in a while." After saying that, Yang Xiwen hung up the phone. She knew where Han Feng stayed in the hotel.

Ten minutes later, Han Feng arrived at the hotel door. At this time, a white Ford stopped in the small square at the entrance of the hotel door. Yang Xiwen, dressed in O-O, got out of the car.

Seeing that she was driving by herself, Han Feng asked, "Is this car... I bought it?"

"Rent! As the boss, you don't even have your own special car. How dare I buy it first, a small minion. In the United States, cars are similar to our bicycles. This is a country on wheels. The car rental business is quite developed and the vehicle varieties are very complete. As long as you have an English driver's license, you can rent all vehicles from economic models to luxury models." Yang Xiwen has been in the United States for many years before, and she has known these things well and knows them well. She thought that Han Feng was coming to the United States for the first time, so she did not forget to popularize some basic knowledge for him.

Han Feng nodded and expressed his understanding. He could reason about the car rental industry based on the actual situation in the United States, but he had never really touched it.

Yang Xiwen said, "Get on the bus, let's go to Chinatown for Chinese food."

There are many Chinatowns in New York. They go to the first Chinatown in Lower East Side of Manhattan, which is the largest gathering place for Chinese people in New York.

Yang Xiwen only thought that Han Feng was here for the first time, and kept introducing some basic situations to him along the way, but she didn't know that Han Feng had been here before. In fact, in the northeast corner of this Chinatown, there was a secret response location for Chinese intelligence personnel. Han Feng had been here for a whole week when he was performing his mission.

To be precise, this is actually a Chinatown, but with the previous habitual title, this entire area is called Chinatown, which is actually more appropriate to call it "Chinatown". Compared to other streets in New York City, Chinatown seems to be dirty and messy. Chinese people seem to be able to experience that kind of intimacy only in such an environment. Many international students often come here to spend holidays and feel the atmosphere of their hometown because of this reason.

"A few years ago, the public security here was not very good. Several gangs divided this area. Criminal acts such as robbery and theft can often be seen on the streets, and even in restaurants, shootings often occur. However, this situation has been greatly improved. The US police set up a special operation team to crack down on them. Now there are basically no cases of gangsters wandering around on the streets..." While saying that, Yang Xiwen parked her car at the street parking space of the "Yonghe Hotel".

Yang Xiwen was about to open the car door and walk out, but suddenly Han Feng grabbed her hand, pulled her back to her seat, and then locked the door on her side of the car door.

Yang Xiwen looked back at Han Feng with confusion and a little shyness, but did not ask him why he did this.

Just as I was expecting, a person suddenly rushed out of the front of the car, lying on the front of the car with a "bang", and a thick blood sprayed on the front window with a "puff" mouthful of blood.

"Ah--" Yang Xiwen screamed in surprise, then buried her head deeply in Han Feng's arms.

At this time, two more people came with ferocious evil spirits and machetes, chasing this person here, and then stabbed him with one knife, with another mouthful of blood!

Han Feng hugged her and comforted her softly in her ear: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yang Xiwen just remembered to reverse the car and run away, but at this moment, she suddenly heard a "defying" sound from the body of the car. It seemed that something hit the rear of the car. When she looked back, she happened to see a person lying on the glass at the rear of the car. His hands were spread out, and he stood tightly on the glass. He stared at the car with his eyes wide open, with fear and prayer in his eyes. And behind him, there was a person working hard on him...

"Ba! Ba..." The man behind the car slapped the glass one after another, and his blood-stained hands left bright red blood on the glass. The man behind him still waved the blood-stained machete at an extremely fast speed, constantly greeting the man in the car, one after another, and the bright red blood splashed...

Han Feng's brows also frowned at this time, and hugged Yang Xiwen hard again to show comfort.

The scene was too bloody, and Yang Xiwen didn't dare to watch it anymore. She pressed her head tightly against Han Feng's chest, but listening to his heartbeat without any change in speed, gradually, the fear in her heart quickly disappeared, and she felt that with him, she would be afraid of the sky falling.

...

"I'm x, let you run... keep running, why don't you run!"

"Go to die!!"

"Kill you to death!"

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Chapter completed!