"It's not allowed anyone to reach the level before him? This is simply ridiculous!"

New York.

Alec Bidwell smashed out the wine glass in anger.

As the boss of one of the five largest underground organizations in New York, Bidwell has enough reason to be angry--he has always been threatening people, and no one has threatened him.

But now, someone threatened him.

This is simply unacceptable!

"That was originally very arrogant, but it was also very strong," said Cambino.

As a military advisor of Bidwell, he turned over the report in his hand and said, "The news from there showed that it was originally a front-line attack. When he killed Kulin, Kulin had more than 20 guards and a large group of friends who were professionals, but they were unable to help him. He killed him in public and killed sixteen guards, and only five ran away, which he let him go."

"What level is he?"

"Level 70."

"A level 70 beast trainer, under the siege of a large group of people, killed a level 100 berserker and sixteen guards head-on?"

"There is no use of the battle pet...or only one is used. I heard that it is a beetle group that is not attacked during flight. It is very troublesome and not very powerful. It is mainly used to interfere with other people's attacks."

"That means he is not invincible!"

"Even Gods are not invincible... It's enough to be relatively invincible." Cambino said helplessly.

Bidwell took a deep breath: "Do you think he'll come to me?"

"In fact, I think he will."

"Give me your advice."

"Hide."

"This is impossible!" Bideville snarled: "I can't let go of my people and hide themselves."

"This is not a shameful thing. Alec just treats it as facing the police."

"Even when facing the police, I don't have to hide now."

“There are always extraordinary times.”

Bidwell thought seriously for a while: "What do you think those politicians will think? What will they deal with this."

"That's the key to the problem." Capbino turned on the TV, and the news was being played on the TV.

A senator asked a reporter: "How do you ask me what I think of the original question? No, no, now is not the time to discuss this... When will I discuss it? I will tell you when the right time is right. But now I don't want to discuss this issue."

The TV is turned off.

"All politicians are avoiding this problem, as if they have become the gun management committee now, no one dares to touch it."

"This is incredible, how could this happen?" Bidwell couldn't understand.

Cambino shook his head: "From the beginning, I advised you not to upgrade so quickly."

"Shut up! Don't tell me that I've said it a long time ago!" Bidwell roared.

He calmed down and said, "Notify Billy and prepare the car. I'm going to go to the countryside of Kansas for a while."

Bang!

The door was knocked open.

A guard was thrown in.

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "I'm afraid you don't have that need."

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After walking out of the mafia boss's villa, Yuan Chenfei looked at the time and took a taxi: "Go to Changdao."

"Okay sir."

The driver was a black man wearing a wide-brimmed hat and looked at the passengers behind the car: "I am so blunt, you have a little familiar face."

"Many people say that to me." Yuan Chenfei answered in skillful English.

"I guess you must be a celebrity." said the black man.

"Because I look familiar?"

"You have to add that you are going to Long Island, which is a rich area."

"Just go to meet a friend."

“Those who can be friends with the rich are usually rich.”

"Uh, okay, I'm pretty good, but I think I'm different from the traditional rich."

"I understand, I understand." The black man smiled and said, "Times have changed, and many ideas have to change."

"for example?"

"Now it is no longer the world of power and rich people, but the world of those with strength and level."

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "But you are still driving."

"Someone always needs to do things, right? Although people have teleportation, they still need cars. Advanced ones cannot completely replace low ones, and professionals cannot replace mortals. Of course, I am not unemployed. I am also a professional. Although the level is a little lower, I still have some self-protection ability."

"You can see it." Yuan Chenfei replied.

"Can you see it?"

"After all, not every taxi driver will load high-explosive bombs on his car."

"Haha, you are indeed a powerful person. I said, you won't be thinking about me, are you?"

"The power of the high-explosion bomb is quite powerful." Yuan Chenfei spread his hands: "It can protect you, although it may not be able to protect this car."

The black driver smiled: "The car is no longer important."

They chatted all the way, and the car soon arrived at Long Island.

Yuan Chenfei got out of the car and had just walked a few steps before he suddenly stopped.

He looked into the distance.

A convoy was driving over, driving out of the intersection, and heading towards the distance.

Yuan Chenfei quickly returned to the car.

"Why are you back?" asked the black driver.

"The friend I'm going to visit just left... Can you help me follow the convoy in front?" Yuan Chenfei fiddled with the ethereal bracelet.

The space positioning tells him that his goal is in the front convoy.

"This is not a good job," the driver muttered.

"I can add money to you."

Yuan Chenfei threw him a handful of crystal coins.

The driver's eyes were golden: "Look at me."

He quickly pressed the car a few times, and the car began to deform like a taxi express delivery. The exhaust pipe stretched out and the chassis was lowered, and it began to accelerate 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 your machine theology is good."

"That's certain."

"Can that help me catch up? I want to say hello to my old friend."

"I think you should make a call."

That being said, the driver still started to speed up.

The convoy had arrived on the highway and the taxi quickly drove to the edge of the first bulletproof car.

Yuan Chenfei opened the window and said to the driver: "Come back in two minutes."

He said that, he rushed out.

Seeing this scene, the driver was stunned, but did not react much, and just shook his head: "I just knew it was like this."

Looking at the convoy opposite, Yuan Chenfei has entered the car.

Then there was a wailing sound, and blood thundered.

Despite being mentally prepared, the driver opened his mouth wide.

After a moment, Yuan Chenfei jumped back to the taxi: "You are really waiting for me."

"I dare not wait." The driver replied in an obscure tone: "I remember who you are... You are Yuan, the Yuan who specializes in killing a level 100 strong man."

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The night is already dark.
To be continued...