Chapter 526: Hunting (2)

"Isn't anyone allowed to qualify before him? This is simply ridiculous!"
new York.
Alec Bidwell smashed the glass angrily.
As the boss of one of the five largest underground organizations in New York, Bidwell has enough reasons to be angry-he has always threatened people, and no one has threatened him.
But now, someone has threatened him.
This is simply unacceptable!
"That was arrogant, but it was also strong," Campino said.
As Bideville's military officer, he turned the report in his hand and said, "The news from there showed that he had been killed frontally. When he killed Kurin, there were more than twenty guards around him, and a large group They are also professional fox friends and dog friends, but none of them could help him. He killed him in the presence of the public, and incidentally killed sixteen guards. Only five were run, which he let go. "
"How many levels is he?"
"Level seventy."
"A seventy-level animal trainer, under the siege of a large group of people, killed a hundred battles and sixteen guards?"
"Useless pets ... or only one, I heard that it is a kind of beetle swarm that is not attacked during flight. It is very troublesome, not very powerful, mainly used to interfere with other people's attacks."
"That means he is not invincible!"
"Even God is invincible ... relatively invincible is enough." Campino said helplessly.
Bidwell took a deep breath. "Do you think he will come to me?"
"In fact, I think he will."
"Give me your advice."
"Hide and hide."
"It's impossible!" Bidwell growled. "I can't put down my people and hide myself."
"It's not something that is inconceivable, Alek, it's like facing the police."
"I don't have to hide now even when facing the police."
"There are always extraordinary times."
Bidwell thought about it for a moment: "What do you think those politicians would think? What would they do about it?"
"That's the point." Campino turned on the TV, and the news was on the TV.
A senator asked the reporter: "What do you think of the original question? No, no, this is not the time to discuss this ... when will it be discussed? I will tell you when the time is right. But now I Do not want to discuss this issue. "
The TV is off.
Campino said: "All politicians are avoiding this problem, as if it had become a gun management committee, and no one dares to touch it."
"It's incredible, why is this happening?" Bidwell couldn't understand.
Campino shook his head: "In the beginning I advised you not to upgrade so quickly."
"Shut up! Don't tell me long ago!" Bidwell growled.
He settled down and said, "Notify Billy and prepare your car. I'm going to the Kansas countryside for a while."
boom!
The door was knocked open.
A guard was thrown in.
Yuan Chenfei smiled: "I'm afraid you don't need that."

Out of the villa of this mafia boss, Yuan Chenfei took a look at the time and took a taxi: "Go to Long Island."
"Good sir."
A black man was driving, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, and looking at the passengers behind the car: "IMHO, you are familiar."
"Many people say that to me." Yuan Chenfei replied in skilled English.
"I guess you must be a celebrity," said the black man.
"Because I'm familiar?"
"Plus you are going to Long Island, which is a rich area."
"Just going to meet a friend."
"It's usually the rich who can make friends with the rich."
"Uh, well, I still have some money, but I think I am different from the rich in the traditional sense."
"I understand, I understand." The black man laughed. "The times have changed, and many ideas have to change."
"such as?"
"Now it is no longer the world of the rich and powerful, but the world of the powerful and the ranks."
Yuan Chenfei smiled: "But you are still driving."
"Someone has to do something, right? Although people have teleports, they still need cars. High-level can't completely replace low-level, and professionals can't replace mortals. Of course, I don't do it. I'm also a professional, although low-level A little bit, but I still have some self-insurance. "
"Look out," Yuan Chenfei replied.
"Look out?"
"After all, not every taxi driver installs a high explosive bomb in his car."
"Haha, you are really a great person. I said, wouldn't you think of me?"
"The power of high-explosive bombs is still quite large." Yuan Chenfei spread his hand: "I can protect you, although I may not be able to protect this car."
The black driver smiled: "The car is no longer important."
They talked all the way, and the car soon reached Long Island.
Yuan Chenfei got out of the car, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
He looked into the distance.
A convoy was coming, exiting the intersection and heading away.
Yuan Chenfei quickly returned to the car.
"Why are you back again?" The black driver asked.
"The friend I want to visit has just left ... will you help me follow the team in front?" Yuan Chenfei fiddled with the ethereal bracelet.
Space positioning told him that his goal was in the front team.
"This is not a good job," the driver mumbled.
"I can add you money."
Yuan Chenfei threw him a crystal coin.
The driver's eyes were golden: "Look at me."
He quickly pressed a few times on the car, and the car began to deform like a taxi express. The exhaust pipe extended and the chassis lowered, just like a sports car.
"Wow." Yuan Chenfei whistled.
"I modified it myself, oh, I'm a gunman."
"I know." Yuan Chenfei nodded. "It looks like you have a good theology."
"Of course."
"Can that help me catch up? I want to say hello to my old friend."
"I think you should call more."
That being said, the driver still started to accelerate.
The convoy had arrived on the highway, and the taxi quickly drove to the side of the first bulletproof car.
Yuan Chenfei opened the window and said to the driver, "Come back in two minutes."
Said already rushed out.
Seeing this scene, the driver was frustrated, but did not respond much, just shook his head: "I know it is."
Looking at the opposite team, Yuan Chenfei has entered the car.
Then there was a mournful sound, blood raging.
Despite the psychological preparation, the driver opened his mouth wide.
For a moment, Yuan Chen flew back to the taxi with a leap: "You are really waiting for me."
"I don't dare to wait." The driver replied in an obscure tone: "I remember who you are ... you are the original, the one who killed the top 100 strong."

The night was dark.
George Brook hurried on the road, looking heavy.
Wearing repair clothes, he was greasy, and his image was a bit dismal. This made a few bullies think it was bullying.
They came towards George Brook.
Seeing this, Brook didn't say anything, just shook the bottle in his hand: "Before the robbery, look at the strength of the other party. Have you not developed the habit of insight?"
A few young people looked at each other stupidly.
One of them put on his glasses, and then his face changed dramatically: "Sorry sir, let's go."
Pulling companions in a hurry to leave.
George Brook didn't bother, but went on.
He could already see the lights in his home.
Then he stopped.
Yuan Chenfei stood at the door and looked at him.
Gaze cold.
George Brook whispered, "Yuan Chenfei?"
"Yes." Yuan Chenfei came over: "It seems you already understand, then I don't need to say anything more, right?"
George Brook swallowed: "I didn't expect you to come so soon."
This is true. He wanted to leave, but was delayed because of some things.
When he hurried back to pack everything and left, he found it was too late.
Watching Yuan Chen fly, George Brook took a deep breath and summoned his golem: "Then, come on."
George Brook, alchemist, current level one hundred.
The ultimate skill is the Alchemy Truth, which takes the golem props and the alchemy line to strengthen the line. The created golem can be given one, two and three additional skills, the props will be strengthened, and the power of the alchemy will be strengthened.
The alchemist is a wealthy profession, but George Brook is obviously not among the rich. The golems he uses are all hundred, but they are basically ordinary golems.
And even ordinary golems, he now only has five.
This poor guy has nothing but levels.
Yuan Chenfei looked at him: "That's all?"
George Brook replied, "It's all sold."
"Can you sell Golems?" Yuan Chenfei was surprised.
"My divine power allows me to sell a Golem directly every day."
"It looks like you need money."
George Brook's face twitched: "That has nothing to do with you!"
He said that the Golem rushed forward.
Unfortunately, these five ordinary Golems have no threat to Yuan Chenfei at all.
The shadow jump appeared directly behind George Brook.
flutter!
With the sharp blade in his body, the original blooming, George Brook raised his head and wept a large mouthful of blood.
He shouted that he wanted to fight back, but his attack was so weak and weak in front of Yuan Chenfei. Yuan Chenfei downplayed his attack lightly, only to bring him down with a few swords.
Lying down in a pool of blood, George Brook looked at the sky with despair in his eyes.
"George!" Came a cry.
A woman ran out of George's house with a little girl beside her.
She threw a cry on George Brook, ignoring Yuan Chenfei's existence.
The little girl stared at Yuan Chenfei as if nothing had happened.
"Don't come over!" George Brook shouted.
But the wife didn't listen to her at all.
He could only stare at Yuan Chenfei: "Don't kill my family!"
Yuan Chenfei took a look at them ~ EbookFREE.me ~ came over, put his finger on George Brook's forehead: "Release your mind, otherwise you will become an idiot."
George Brook was shocked, and Yuan Chenfei started a memory search for him.
A moment later, he retracted his hand and said, "It turned out to be this way. Your level is all smashed out of money. You have killed someone, but you haven't done anything essentially bad ... I can let you go, but you Time must disappear. Is there a problem? "
There was a growing hope in George Brook's eyes: "Okay!"
"Remember, don't let others know that you are alive, or I will kill your wife and children with my next shot!"
"When can I show up?"
"When the time comes, you will know."
Yuan Chenfei said to get up, the figure disappeared into the darkness.