He followed the old driver all the way.
The more they walked, the more remote they became. Finally, they arrived at a small alley.
"This is it." Old Charlie said with a smile.
As soon as he entered the alley, Chu Yan sensed something strange behind him, but he did not turn around to check.
After walking for a while, a group of black-clothed men holding machetes and baseball bats suddenly walked out of the fork in front of them. All of them had fierce expressions.
Footsteps could be heard from behind him. He turned around and saw seven or eight more people blocking his path.
At this moment, a slightly fat white man walked out of the crowd. He was bald and wore a black coat. He had a cigar in his mouth and looked very imposing.
Chu Yan glanced at the old driver beside him with a hint of mockery.
However, Old Charlie was hunched over like a lackey.
"Big brother, I've brought the person for you. You see
..." The leader waved his hand casually.
Hearing that these people were willing to let him go, Old Charlie quickly smiled obsequiously and bowed a few times. When he got up, he whispered in Chu Yan's ear,
"Brother, I'm sorry."
With that, he walked out of the alley with the plastic bag.
Chu Yan instantly lost his composure. It's fine if you tricked me, but why did you take away the clothes I bought? Just as he was about to make a move, the surrounding group of people pointed their machetes and sticks at Chu Yan.
You can't go anywhere! the bald leader said in a low voice.
Chu Yan straightened his body and ignored the people surrounding him. He looked at the bald man with a hint of mockery.
"You might not know me, but I'm Asian. My name is Claude, the head of the New York gang in the Bushwick area.”The bald man introduced himself.
"As far as I know, you've crossed the line.”Chu Yan curled his lips and said indifferently.
"Yes, it's because of you!" Claude suddenly raised his voice.
"Hubby, why are you wasting your breath on this yellow-skinned monkey? I want to torture him to death!”A rough voice came from outside the alley.
Chu Yan didn't need to turn around to know who it was. It was still that fat woman who was courting death.
It turned out that after this woman woke up from her coma, she immediately went to her husband and complained. She forced her husband Claude to mobilize a large number of people to search the streets. Finally, they found a clue from Old Driver Charlie. Old Charlie, who had been bullied by the gang for many years, did not dare to hide it, which led to the subsequent incident.
"Why are you here? My leg is still injured." When Claude saw the fierce woman, he was like a mouse who had seen a cat. His imposing manner from before instantly disappeared and he quickly went up to meet her.
"Attack!"
With that order, the surrounding hooligans shouted and swung their weapons at Chu Yan.
Chu Yan's agility was twice as high as that of ordinary people. Not only did it increase his speed speed, but it also gave him a powerful reaction speed.
The machete that was swung at him was like a slow-motion movie in Chu Yan's eyes. He clenched his left fist and hit the wrist of the gangster in front of him. The gangster let go of his hand in pain. Chu Yan took the machete that fell from the sky and turned around to slash the shoulder of the gangster gangster who was attacking him from behind. The force was so strong that his entire right arm was cut off. The cut was very neat, and blood kept flowing out.
Hiss!
The surrounding thugs gasped.
Chu Yan was also shocked by his own strength. However, Chu Yan did not intend to give them any time to rest. He swung his body and kicked a gangster's chest with his right foot, sending him flying! Looking at the depression in his chest, he would be crippled if not dead!
Before he could stand up straight after the kick, he raised the machete above his head with his right hand and chopped off half of the arm of a thug beside him.
The set of actions happened in a flash. By the time the hooligans reacted, two of their accomplices on the ground had broken their arms and were rolling on the ground in pain. The other one was already breathing less and more. It seemed that he would not survive.
The crowd retreated in shock, and in an instant, a large circle of people began to take the stage.
Looking at the retreating hooligans, Chu Yan wasn't in a hurry. He raised his hand and placed the bloody machete on his shoulder with an arrogant smile on his face.
"Have you heard of Chinese Kungfu?”
Bald Claude looked at Chu Yan in shock, and the shrew beside him was so scared that her face turned pale.
Claude swallowed, took out a pistol from his pocket, and pointed it at Chuyan.
"Then, have you heard of…the Desert Eagle?”
He thought that he was only here to teach an insensible Asian a lesson, so he didn't ask his men to bring guns. He only brought some sticks and machetes and set off. This Desert Eagle, on the other hand, was something he usually used to show off. He had barely fired a few shots since the recoil was too strong.
"I've heard of it. "I have to say, you look a little handsome now…" Chu Yan smiled, not afraid of the pistol pointed at him.
Claude was wearing a black coat, with a cigar in his mouth and a silver-white Desert Eagle in one hand. It was indeed extremely cool. The only flaw was that shiny bald head.
"You are very arrogant. However! Is your kung fu useful now?
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