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Fist-to-fist, without any fancy, Fle and the other four began to show their power like beasts that were removed from their shackles. As for those men in black who escaped their four bodyguards and ran to Wu Cheng, they could not even touch the corners of Wu Cheng's clothes.

He put his hands in his pockets, his eyes closed slightly, and he ignored the fists that were about to be in front of him. However, what was unexpected was that those fists and feet could not even touch the corners of his clothes.

His figure seemed to have moved, as if he was standing there and letting them beat him, but no one could beat him, but instead he was knocked down when they were surprised.

"Boss, aren't you going to leave?"

After seeing Wu Cheng pretending to be a pussy, he stood there quietly, looking down at the men in black who were lying on the ground, holding their heads or holding their feet, humming. Flewler and others were a little surprised.

Wu Cheng smiled and said, "Since their boss is so enthusiastic, how can I refuse!"

Hearing Wu Cheng's words, the people in black who were lying in the place and had already touched the pistol at their waists before putting their hands down. However, at this time, they did not dare to be as arrogant as before.

Originally they wanted to drive Fleur and the others away from Wu Cheng, but now it is obvious that there is no possibility unless they fire a gun.

But the problem is that Fleur and others also have guns on them!

With the premise that they were not as agile as before, they were not sure that so many people on their side could beat them.

In fact, if Wu Cheng hadn't been unwilling to use his gun, they would have removed these men in black long ago. With a few shots at the top, they would have been able to protect Wu Cheng's vitality.

Even they felt that if they really had a "shot fire", their boss would probably not need their protection, and he himself had the ability to dodge those bullets.

It’s not that his speed is faster than the bullet, but that before the bullet is fired, the direction of the bullet can be predicted and dodged in advance.

This ability to predict in advance and dodge bullets can be achieved by several of them during training, not to mention that they can't measure the strength of bosses.

Then, Wu Cheng and the other five... Because they felt that things were a little troublesome, this time, Wu Cheng did not let Afu come over again. Apart from the two pilots flying the plane, there were no one else on the plane, so there were only five of them.

The five of them followed the group of men in black and headed towards the eastern suburbs of Luocheng. The guy who was punched by Wu Cheng and probably had a concussion was also taken away by them and sent to the hospital.

Two or three hours later, the convoy stopped in front of a manor that was not very eye-catching. In North America, there are many manors like this, and outsiders can't tell what kind of people live here.

It is very likely that the one who lives in it is just a farmer who has been working for the rest of his life, or it is very likely that the one who lives in it is a big boss or some rich man.

In North America, the land is relatively cheaper. Many ordinary people with some savings can buy a ranch and build a manor to play. Unlike in the mainland or Xiangjiang, where the land is small and the land price is soaring, the wealthy people are all rich people.

Wu Cheng and the others got out of the car and were about to follow the group of men in black in the middle. However, when they passed by the door of the manor hall, Flew and the others were stopped.

Wu Cheng glanced at them and smiled and said, "Wait outside!"

If something really happens, Wu Cheng is confident that he is more effective than the four of them combined, and he doesn't have to worry about any worries.

Follow one of the men in black, walking through the somewhat dim hall and entering the backyard.

In the middle of the grass in the backyard, there is a long table with several plates of exquisite pastries and a plate of steak, a bottle of opened red wine and two goblets containing red wine.

Sitting by the table was a middle-aged man with a rough face and a fierce expression, but he was wearing a suit and pretending to be a very gentle person. A white towel was hanging on his chest, and he was cutting the steak in front of him with a knife and fork, eating it gracefully.

On the other side, there was a younger blond young man holding a pair of poker in his hand and shooting around the melon shed in the corner of the wall. There were many cucumbers hanging from the melon shed, but some of them were missing, and they were obviously destroyed by the poker in the young man's hand.

I don’t know if this guy has a grudge against cucumbers!

"Boss, Dongfang Cheng brings you!" The man in black said to the middle-aged man sitting at the table eating steak, as if he didn't dare let his boss see the wound on his face.

However, the middle-aged man didn't even look at his subordinates, but looked at Wu Cheng directly, "Dongfang Cheng, I know you, or the black and craftsmen in New York, all know your name. Scar Bobby died inexplicably, I think it was your work!"

Wu Cheng walked over with a smile, picked up one from the goblet that was upside down in the silver plate on the table, then picked up the red wine on the table, poured himself half a cup, shook it gently, then took a sip and smiled, "Good red wine, but I woke up a little longer."

He said, sat down on the chair opposite the middle-aged man and said, "I don't know what you call me yet? Are you afraid of becoming Bobby the second one?"

The middle-aged man grinned, revealing a trace of blood-red teeth. It turned out that his steak was only three-quarters cooked, and there were some bloodshot in the steak in his gums.

"You can call me Lieges. Maybe in your eyes, I am just a trivial unknown man." Lieges smirked and finally said: "Actually, it is not me who asked you to come here this time..."

"Oh? Who is that?" Wu Chengqing asked with a smile, sucking the red wine in his glass.

"Dongfang Cheng, you are really brave!" At this moment, a young voice came from behind Wu Cheng, "Introduce yourself. My name is Alex Stephenson. You can call me Stephenson. I believe you have heard of this surname! In addition, if you are not familiar with the name of Lieges, then I think you should have heard of his godfather's name, Meyer Lansky."

"So it's Jewish black, a member of the Fraternity family!" Wu Cheng smiled slightly, then put down his wine glass, wrapped his hands around his chest, and looked at Lieges seriously, "So, does your behavior this time represent your own personal or the Jewish ethnic group?"

Stephenson chuckled, "Is there any difference? Dongfang Cheng, do you know how many people's interests have your Tianyi International Communication touched?"

"Stephenson! Att (ATT)? Then, you should send that bloody dog ​​head to my subordinates!" Wu Cheng looked at Lieges and asked.

Wu Cheng didn't even raise his head, and looked like he was just ignoring Stephenson.

So soon, with a soothing sound, a playing card flew towards Wu Cheng's cheek. If he hadn't avoided the card that was spinning and shooting directly, Wu Cheng would probably have disfigured his appearance.

However, Wu Cheng's head still didn't move, but he just clamped his right hand on the left side of his left face, and the playing card was easily clamped between his fingers. "I think you should know that even a piece of soft paper can easily kill people when the speed is enough!"

He said, turning to look at Stephenson, who was standing not far away beside him.

"Have your elders never taught you that it would be a very impolite behavior to not look at each other when talking to others?" Stephenson ignored Wu Cheng's sharp gaze and asked with a smile.

"Boy, are you looking for a sense of existence? Don't feel too good about yourself!"

Wu Cheng said, and with a casual move, the playing card he clamped between his fingers shot directly at Stephenson. When the playing card was shot out, the expression on Stephenson's face changed. But he had clothes on his body blocking him. No matter how powerful the poker movie was, he could still cut his clothes?

However, what he didn't expect was that someone could really order it.

Although he only cut the clothes on his arm and cut the little skin on his arm, he still felt a little scared. If the direction of this playing card was heading towards his neck, then... wouldn't he have cut his throat instantly?

Seeing Wu Cheng's 'Flying Card Strategy', Stephenson's face was gloomy, while Lieges smiled strangely, "It's interesting! I thought Alex's Flying Card Strategy was already very good, and ordinary people could not do anything like cutting off cucumbers. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Cheng's Flying Card Strategy opened my eyes even more. This is what can be used to kill people!"

Seeing Stephenson being stunned by himself, Wu Cheng looked at Lieges who was grinning, "Since you are the one who made an appointment with him, I advise you not to participate!"

He said, turned to Stephenson, and stood up and said, "Boy, I want to talk to me. Your qualifications are still a little short of your ability. Let me come to me for this matter! I need an explanation. I will give you three days, more than three days, so don't blame me for asking him for an explanation!"

After Wu Cheng gave up his harsh words, he wanted to leave, but at this time, many people in black stood up around him and took out their pistols and pointed them at Wu Cheng.

Lieges smiled strangely, "I admit that your flying card skills are indeed very good, but nowadays, no matter how powerful a card is, can it be stronger than a bullet?"

"So, what you mean is that you don't want me to leave?" Wu Cheng asked calmly.

"Hahaha..." Stephenson, who finally came back, burst into laughter and almost burst into tears. "Dongfang Cheng, are you a fool or an idiot? Do you think I called you here in this way just to see you?"

"I also think you shouldn't be so idiotic!" Wu Cheng put his hands in his pockets, turned around with a smile, looking at the yellow-haired buddy who was a little nervous, "So, what do you want from me? Are you not afraid of my revenge afterwards?"

"You won't! Because, you still have so many women and children!"
Chapter completed!