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Chapter Thirty: Superior

"What?!" The black man listened to Ye Xuan's words and thought he had auditory hallucinations.

Could it be that this yellow-skinned monkey is a lunatic who actually told him that he wanted to see if his gun was fast or his speed was fast?

"I said, you are too close to me!" When the black man was slightly stunned, Ye Xuan suddenly said lightly, and at the same time, his right hand stretched out like lightning and directly held the black man's hand holding the gun.

"Fake!" The black man finally came to his senses, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. The hand that was originally placed on the trigger was about to shoot with a pull.

However, when his fingers moved, he suddenly realized that the ring in his hand suddenly could not move.

The black man was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked at the gun in his hand, and with the glimmer of light shining in from outside, he finally saw the reason why the trigger could not be pulled.

Because a thumb was tightly plugging the space behind the trigger, making the trigger unable to move.

The black man raised his head and was about to move, but suddenly he heard a click, and then a sharp pain came from his right leg, causing the black man to scream. The hand that was originally holding the gun suddenly loosened, and then he fell to the ground.

However, before he could fall, he suddenly felt a wind coming from behind his head, and then his eyes turned, and then he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"chinese    Kung Fu?!!!" The white young man who had been in the alley outside was afraid to move. After seeing him for a moment of dazzling, the black man fell to the ground and exclaimed immediately.

Hearing the white young man's exclamation, Ye Xuan looked up at the white young man, ignored him, reached out to look at the gun in his hand, and then closed the gun's insurance first.

Although he has never taken a gun, he has never eaten pork, but he has also seen pigs running. In the Internet era, there are many videos of foreign gun shooting, and he still knows some things.

After turning off the insurance, Ye Xuan put the gun in his arms with confidence, and then looked at the black man beneath him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

This black man was obviously thinking of robbing and killing people, otherwise he would not not only hold a gun, but also keep the security open at any time.

Just now, he just kicked his leg and knocked him out. It seems that it is still too cheap for him.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan first reached out and touched the black man's arms, searched out all the money on him, and found two magazines, some powders that looked like washing powder in a small transparent bag.

He put away the money and two magazines directly. As for the small transparent bag, he threw it next to him. Although he had never seen this thing, no matter how he looked at this black man, he didn't look like a person who could carry laundry detergent with him. He didn't need this thing.

After getting the things, Ye Xuan kicked the confused black man over with one kick, and then pointed at the Mingmen acupoint on his back.

"Hmph!" Even though he was in a daze, the black man couldn't help but groan, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Although Ye Xuan would not kill him with this finger, his finger was quilted on the Mingmen point, and he also used his internal force to directly break the energy in his spine. This black man would have to lie on the bed for the rest of his life.

Ye Xuan did not feel any guilt about this. This guy looked so vicious. Maybe he didn't know how many people he had killed. If he hadn't killed anyone, and killing him might have attracted the attention of the police, he might have really killed him. Now this is a good deal, and he will lie in bed for the rest of his life and regret what he did in his front half of his body.

Without paying attention to the black man lying on the ground, Ye Xuan stepped over him and walked out of the alley.

"Hey, man, the money you took from that black guy just now is mine. Can you please return them to me?" The white young man who was robbed before had not left, and when he saw Ye Xuan coming out, he immediately smiled and said to Ye Xuan.

"Do you want it?!" Ye Xuan said lightly as he looked at the white young man stretching out his hand in front of him.

"Of course, they belong to me and I will give it back to me. I can think that this has not happened before, otherwise I will call the police later. I think you will definitely not want to cause any trouble for yourself, right?" The white young man looked at Ye Xuan with a fearless look on his face and said with a smile.

Looking at the white young man in front of him, Ye Xuan tilted his head and sneered, "Are you afraid of that guy, aren't you afraid of me?"

Looking at the sneer on Ye Xuan's face, the white young man's pupils shrank slightly. He looked at the black man who was lying on the ground not far away. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but when he thought of the money on Ye Xuan, he stubbornly said, "I know you know how to chinese kung fu, but I'm not afraid of you. I know that you Chinese attach great importance to family. Do you want to cause trouble for my family? It's okay if you kill that black guy, because he is a villain who does everything he wants to kill many people. Even if the police know, they won't care. But I am different. I am a citizen of Mei State. If you hurt me, the police will definitely find you. Even if you can't find you, you will find your family."

"Okay, it seems that you all know us Chinese quite well." Listening to the implicit threatening words of the white young man, Ye Xuan curled his lips, smiled coldly, and then said, "By the way, do you know where this place is?"

"Where? Queens, New York!" The white young man was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ye Xuan suspiciously.

"You know too much!" Before he finished speaking, Ye Xuan suddenly moved his body and slashed the white young man's neck with a palm. The white young man was so anxious that he turned his eyes, and then he fell softly to the ground.

Seeing the white young man who also fainted on the ground, although Ye Xuan did not intend to do anything to him, he felt very disgusted by the white young man's superior attitude just now, and searched out the wallet he had just picked up from him.

Ignoring the two people lying on the alley, walked out of the alley, and threw them into a garbage can not far away. Then Ye Xuan put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely to the side of the road. He happened to see a taxi coming over, waved his hand, and the taxi stopped in front of him.

"Hey, brother, where are you going?" A black young man who looked a little thin and had a dreadlocked braid on his face poked his head out and looked at Ye Xuan and asked.

"Chinatown!" Ye Xuan said lightly.

"Okay, come up!" The young black man looked up and down Ye Xuan, then smiled.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, then opened the car door and sat on it. Then the taxi started and headed towards the distance...

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