Chapter 178 The Rat

Han Feng stepped on the brakes suddenly, then turned the steering wheel hard, and the tires rubbed violently with the ground, making a harsh noise. Finally, he adjusted the front of the car over and the body was crossed in the middle of the street.

"Stay inside and don't move!" Han Feng said to Yang Xiwen in an unquestionable tone.

Before Yang Xiwen could respond, he opened the car door and walked out, closing the car door with a "bang".

At this moment, Han Feng operated his super system at full power, his brain was in a state of extreme excitement, and his god was paying attention to every tiny detail around him! All the cells in the body seemed to have been relaxed at this moment, and his muscles were in an extremely excited state, and he could send a powerful blow at any time!

The reason why he was so nervous was that Han Feng saw hot weapons among the group of people in front. It goes without saying that the pistols were. In a country like the United States where guns were rampant, it was not surprising that gangs held pistols. What was even more exaggerated was that they had a lot of heavy weapons in their hands, and the two in front were holding two light machine guns in their hands.

Faced with such a situation, Han Feng would not dare to act rashly even if he was powerful.

He walked out and spread his hands to the left and right to show that he had no small moves.

The man who looked like a big man standing in the middle said a few words to the person next to him, and then one of the strong men with a light machine gun took a step forward and shouted: "Nationality!"

"China!"

"Let that girl in the car come out!"

In this situation, Han Feng had no choice but to turn around and nodded to Yang Xiwen inside the car.

Yang Xiwen also spread her hands and slowly walked to Han Feng's side. She had never encountered such a situation. If Han Feng hadn't been by her side, she would have collapsed long ago.

Han Feng still said to her calmly: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I can handle it!"

The boss came over with the others, and pointed more than a dozen guns at Han Feng and the others, making them afraid to move at all.

The boss was a man in his forties, with dark skin, long hair, and shiny eyes.

Han Feng didn't really see him clearly until this time, and his pupils suddenly widened a little, but no one noticed this detail of him.

The boss asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Eat!" Han Feng said angrily, "We just came to New York. We wanted to come here for lunch and see the charm of Chinatown, but we happened to meet two people blocking the front and rear of our car..."

Yang Xiwen looked at Han Feng unexpectedly. Although Han Feng only explained the real situation to this person, she had a special feeling, thinking that this was not like Han Feng's usual style. He usually said few words and his tone was not so rich.

"Who are you tragicting? You came to eat and hurt our three brothers!" said a young man with an honest appearance next to him.

"That's right, those two bastards were running towards your car at that time. I think you two are clearly here to pick them up!" someone echoed.

"They must be from the Vietnamese gang, too..."

"Boss, don't believe him!"

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When Yang Xiwen saw them talking to each other, she wanted to classify herself and Han Feng as members of the Vietnamese gang. She didn't care about anything and said, "We are here in the United States to discuss business. We don't know those two people at all. If you don't believe it, you can go and check it!"

The scene was noisy, and the boss suddenly stretched out his hand and everyone immediately calmed down. Just now, he had been looking at Han Feng without saying a word.

"No matter whether you are from the Vietnamese gang or not, there is one thing that is certain that you have hurt our brothers. You should have calculated the accounts."

"That's a big deal!" Han Feng suddenly swears, "It was they who asked him for it. He was so angry that he didn't even let us go. If I don't resist, would you stretch your neck out and let them cut it? Jinmao Rat, would you teach me? This is Chinatown. Don't forget the meaning of the community here, and even the Chinese people don't let it go. When did the community in Chinatown become like this?..."

Everyone present was foolish. What did they see? They actually saw an ignorant boy pointing at his boss's nose and cursing!

Isn't this kid having a brain problem? He is really not afraid of death?

Yang Xiwen is also very unfamiliar with Han Feng’s current performance. When will Han Feng swear so much?

The boss, who was called "Brand Rat" by Han Feng, seemed to be scolded by Han Feng so much that he could no longer find him. He stood there in a daze, allowing Han Feng to scold him bloodily.

"Damn, I dare to talk to our elder brother like this, you kid don't want to live anymore!" A little brother reacted and directly swung his fist and greeted Han Feng. Han Feng didn't even look at him and kicked him away.

This action annoyed the others around him. More than a dozen guns immediately re-targeted Han Feng, as if he was about to beat him into a sieve at any time.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again for a moment, and it seemed that it was on the verge of an outbreak.

At this time, the boss said, "Stop it! Put away the gun!"

When the little brothers heard this, they felt a little incredible!

I heard it right?

The boss continued to shout, "Did you hear it? I asked you to put away your gun!"

When they heard the boss's order again, this time they were finally sure that they had heard it correctly, so they obediently put away the weapon.

And then a little brother handed him a cell phone: "Brother, your phone number."

This mobile phone is specially used by their Huaqing Gang to exchange feelings with other gangs. If other gangs have any problems, they will definitely call this number.

"Hey? It turns out it's Billy. Oh, Xike, what's the matter with me?...a man and a woman? It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding... OK, just like that, have tea another day, and beg!"

"Big brother, Billy of the Mafia?"

"Yeah!" The boss nodded, then turned to Han Feng and the others, "I didn't expect that you can even get along with Billy, the Mafia, with such great face. I wonder if your brother's surname?"

"Don't let your surname be Han."

"Brother Han, my name is Liu Hao. I wonder if Brother Han is not convenient to talk with me?"

"Uh..." Han Feng touched his nose and said, "Sorry, I have something to do. Let's get together again if you have the chance another day. There will be a chance." After that, Han Feng pulled Yang Xiwen toward his car.

The two strong men immediately stepped forward and stood in front of them.

Han Feng turned around and said, "Boss Liu, I wonder if we can leave now?"

"Please do it!"

Han Feng took two steps, then stopped again: "By the way, you see, our car can't be driven out now. Can you borrow a car to drive?"

"Dillon, give him the key."

A burly man standing beside him threw the key at the Korean Feng at a very fast speed, but the Korean Feng caught it casually.

Di Long said in a verbal voice: "The white one at the door of the supermarket!"

"Thank you!"

Han Feng stopped while driving by Liu Boss Liu: "Boss Liu, please help with our car. It is rented and you have to pay for it." After that, Han Feng smiled and raised his right hand and put it in his ear and shook it, then drove away.

Liu Hao frowned and watched the car disappear in the distance, muttering: "Who is he?"

"Damn! That kid is so fucking arrogant!"

"Yes, it's so fucking to hold your breath!"

"Brother, are you just doing this?"

...

The brothers under his command started to make a fuss.

"You can calm me!" Di Long shouted loudly, "Brother, do this, be free to him!" After he shouted, he calmed down.

The people gradually dissipated in a while.

Then Di Long asked in a low voice: "Brother, what is his background?"

"I'm not sure yet, so I'll investigate it then!" Liu Hao didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked, "Where are those injured brothers?"

The young man who looked more honest had dealt with this matter before. He just came back and replied: "I just sent to the clinic, but I was not in danger of my life. Xiaoqiang broke several ribs, and Amin was pulled a half-meter-long bloody hole. The strangest thing was the fierce one. He could not see the wound on his body, but he could not move at all. Finally, he found this on him." As he said that, he handed the silver needle in his hand to Liu Hao.

A silver needle?

Liu Hao was stunned.

"Take me to see!"

When he arrived at the clinic, Liu Hao saw Mengzi lying on the bed.

As soon as Mengzi saw him, he started yelling: "Brother, what's wrong with me? I can't even move a single finger!"

After seeing the part where he was stabbed by a needle, Liu Hao said: "You must have been pricked by someone. I believe it will be automatically untied in a few hours."

"Press the acupoint?" Several people present asked in unison.

Liu Hao was too lazy to explain: "It's the kind mentioned in martial arts novels!"

"Damn, acupoints really exist? I thought it was just made up in the novel!"

"No way? That kid can actually use silver needles as a hidden weapon and point acupoints from the air? Could it be that he is still a martial arts master?"

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Chapter completed!