Beauty Replicates The Strong

Bruce walked across the street corner, his wide windbreaker was supported by his sturdy body, it looked slender and maverick, and he held a civilized stick in his hand. This is popular this year, and Bruce also took one. But he prefers some crutches with Chinese civilization, like the leading crutches.

The Manhattan area has begun to build some new projects. This is Bruce's industry is starting, not only his project, but also one side is said to be sold to a businessman, to build an industrial park, to be honest, in Manhattan Buying land to build an industrial park is also a weird person.

Bruce had just eaten in a restaurant. At the moment, he drove his own car. To be honest, he was not used to driving classic cars, so all of his cars were exclusively for Ford. They belonged to the concept version. For Ferrari, Lamborghini, Chevrolet, and Brady Veyron, Bruce has copied a lot of appearances. Ford’s Aston Martin and Maserati are also indispensable. .

Most of these companies have not yet been established, even if they were earlier, Maserati was only established in 1914, and it is now producing classic cars.

So Bruce didn't feel the slightest guilt! He directly copied countless body design drawings, which made Ford more dependent on him. Not only became the chief designer, but even the shares increased by 2%.

This time Bruce drove a Porsche model, which was quite eye-catching. It's like seeing a group of people around his car from far away, pointing and pointing.

But when he was about to drive, he heard an angry curse: "You yellow-skinned monkey, remember, if I don't see the money tonight, then your little girl will go to my restaurant to work and pay off the debt!"

"Boss, please, I really have no money! My daughter is still young!" Another voice begged, but it was useless.

"Small... is good! Don't think about running away. A buddy of mine has a good mix in Manhattan. He will help me stare at you. If you don't want to see the sun tomorrow, you can try..."

"Who are you...Don't come here! Boy, this is private territory!" Bruce frowned slightly when he heard the words Huang Pi, and then turned directly towards the alley.

But as soon as he walked to the alley, the two white guys in charge of letting go came forward to stop him! This made Bruce even more unhappy. Without listening to the yelling of these two guys, he walked directly towards the alley.

"Boy, you asked for it!" Two tall white guys rushed over and attacked Bruce with their fists.

"Looking for death!" Bruce was angry. He has cultivated well over the years, but he will never tolerate anything that touches his inner bottom line! Just like those two words he heard at the moment!

"Boy, don't know what is good or bad!" A fat white man walked out of the alley, his body was huge like a ball. But wearing a suit is like a successful capitalist. Seeing Bruce, Roar suddenly shouted: "Come on, there is a disturbance here!"

"Come! Someone dared to make trouble, brothers copy guys!" The voices of a group of people came from the restaurant across the street, and a group of people rushed out.

Bruce turned on his side and avoided the fist of a guy who rushed forward, then stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist directly, twisting it directly!

With a clear sound of "click", it was like breaking a lettuce. The man's arm was directly folded in half, and then there was a miserable howl.

"Ah..." The yelling white man was kicked away by Bruce, and then he directly faced the second person with a flying kick. The pointed leather shoes on his feet were shiny and shiny, reflecting the flying of his two yellowed teeth. Out of the other party's mouth.

"Hit me... I'll count if you kill me!" The fat boss yelled, "Whoever plays well, give him five hundred dollars!"

This shows how low the status of the Chinese is. A white person can only cost five hundred dollars for a man, while a Chinese can only work for five dollars a day.

"You people, openly racist, this is a crime!" Bruce said, not caring about being surrounded by a large group of people.

"Criminal? NONONO... We are not a crime, and when did we discriminate? There are no black people here! And man, worry about your safety first! You can fight very well, but I have a lot of people!" The fat man laughed. Said.

"If this is the case, then let me make a sound for these yellow people who have actually received you, remember my name is Bruce Wayne!" Bruce finished speaking, and straightened the hem of the windbreaker, and then kicked it. Leveraging on the wall, the whole person whirled 360 degrees in the air, continuously kicking out sharp big feet, kicking towards those who surrounded him.

Every time you stepped out, it kicked a person, even a bunch of people behind him. After a lap, only Bruce and the fat man were still standing, and a group of people with sticks in their hands all lay down.

"This is impossible!" The fat man was a little panicked!

"Nothing is impossible. Remember, I am speaking for these Chinese people. Wait for my lawyer's subpoena! The restaurant opposite is yours. From now on, Bat Manor and Bat Manor's partners will not be with each other again. Your restaurant cooperates!" Bruce said, and walked into the alley.

In the alley, a yellow man squatted on the edge of the alley, the puddle in front of him was stained red with blood, and a drop of blood was still falling between the fingers of his hands.

"Brother, wipe!" Bruce took out a tissue from the trench coat bag, and then passed it over, speaking in his mother tongue that he has not spoken for many years but has never forgotten.

"Thank you!" Huang Hansheng subconsciously replied in Chinese, and then took the paper towel and found that it was a white man standing by his side.

"Sir, you can speak Chinese!" Huang Hansheng said in surprise. This is the first time he has seen Crooked Nuts speak Chinese abroad. And it's so good.

"Don't call me Mr. Just call me brother! In your country, Mr. is a respectable name. Only a teacher can be called Mr., isn't it?" Bruce said.

"You know so much! You are the best Chinese-speaking foreigner I have ever seen!" Huang Hansheng replied.

"I have always liked that country, the Great Wall, Forbidden City, Dunhuang Grottoes, West Lake, so many things, I like them all!" Bruce said these, he wanted to visit China in this world, but it seems that it is not the time yet. At this time, it is still not easy to mess with foreigners in that country, and the Chinese people who have suffered are not without grievances.

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