Dozo America

This is a rather difficult choice.

But William still chose to resist without hesitation. He wanted to protect his son from harm. As long as he could delay it for a little while, he believed that Grayson would escape from the tunnel, and then fly to a more distant place by helicopter, or even

Help him sneak across the border to Mexico!

This is the Modin family's first and biggest enemy. William doesn't want to retreat, but that doesn't mean that everyone else thinks the same as him. When he was about to make a move, he was pulled back by a middle-aged man next to him.

Already.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Don't be impulsive? Of course his son would say so. William struggled a bit, broke away from the man's pull, and was about to pounce on Zhen Fan. He knew that his pounce was not as big as that of the middle-aged man who was leading him just now.

There was a difference, but he still wanted to pounce on it, just to buy time for the child.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

Before William could rush out, he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and then a big fist hit his nose. Blood immediately flowed out. He was about to scream, but the fists came down like raindrops.

, and all the words he was about to shout were immediately thrown into his stomach.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of punch after punch hitting the flesh made people's teeth ooze. The first punch hit William's face with blood, and the second punch hit him to the sky. Then Zhen Fan rode on

On his body, two fists pointed at his face and body to greet him.

At first, you could still hear wailing sounds, but after about ten punches, there was no sound anymore, and there were only two legs kicking back and forth on the grass, as if someone was suppressing them and trying to "qiangjian"

The woman was still struggling with her left back. Finally, after more than twenty punches, her legs stopped kicking and lay motionless on the grass.

"Did you kill him?"

When Zhen Fan was committing violence just now, the people surrounding him did not move at all, because William was knocked down as soon as he faced him. They knew what kind of strength this was. People like them were like in front of him.

Children and adults alike

The difference is that he is self-humiliating. It is better to wait for him to vent and see if things turn around. Anyway, everyone doesn't like William's family very much. They are too self-righteous. That's why they raised such a domineering son.

Causing chaos in the family.

"I didn't beat him to death, I just knocked him unconscious!" Zhen Fan clapped his hands and stood up, "I'm a little tired, and I'm very unfamiliar with your skills. I haven't fought for a long time. Really, this is a tiring profession.

Work.”

"We can talk!" said a middle-aged man. Now the boss is lying down, and the person involved, William, is also lying down. There is no point in continuing the stalemate.

"You can't talk to me, you can't make the decision!" Zhen Fan shook his head, and then began to roll up his sleeves, "I plan to beat you to be like him first, and then talk to you who can make the decision." As he said,

At the same time, he pointed at William, who was lying silently on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was really fainting or dead.

"No. You can't do this, you can't be so unruly!" The middle-aged man said, "We have made a condition, how can you refuse without discussing it with us?"

Zhen Fan shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and sighed: "I really don't know how your Modin family can be passed down for more than a hundred years. Are the people in your family about the same IQ as you? I

By doing this now, it shows that I don’t want to negotiate with you, but I want to beat you up and teach the Modin family a lesson. Don’t think that just because you are a family that has been passed down for many years, you can walk sideways in Miami!”

"Don't mess around. If we swarm up, we still have a chance to win!" The middle-aged man was pushed closer by Zhen Fan and quickly took a step back. His expression was very nervous. He knew very well that even if so many people swarmed him, he would not be able to win.

He can only end up with the same fate as William.

On the other hand, the four young people were a little unconvinced. They couldn't hold themselves back any longer and were eager to give it a try.

"They can't make the decision, I'm here to talk to you!" Suddenly a voice came from under a big tree on the other side of the lawn, and a man in black stood up from behind the big tree and slowly walked toward Zhen Fan.

He walked over. Whenever this person was hiding there, none of the Modin family members noticed.

"You finally showed up. I thought you had to hide until I beat them all up before you show up. It seems that you still care about these losers!" Zhen Fan nodded and watched this person slowly walk over.

The man in black is an old man about sixty years old, but his eyes are as sharp as an eagle.

"Did you find me?" The man came closer and looked at Zhen Fan, his face was cold and his expression was stiff.

"Can you smile? Your expression looks very cold, as if the wind is blowing in Antarctica." Zhen Fan smiled and looked at the old man up and down.

"What do you mean?" The old man looked at Zhen Fan, then turned to look at the people around him, "Hand over Grayson and go to the apron over there at the tunnel connection. Don't let the helicopter take off. Bring that bastard here.

.”

"Yes!" Several middle-aged people saw the old man and finally let out a long breath. Then they quickly dragged the boss and William into the house. Several more people rushed outside. They wanted to stop the helicopter.

So while running away, I contacted the helicopter pilot.

"It's much quieter now!" Zhen Fan looked at the old man, "You really don't have a sense of humor, and you don't understand the humor in my sentence. The most outstanding part is 'blowing in the wind in Antarctica', I think it's funny."

"Not funny at all!" the old man snorted, "We can hand Grayson over to you, but you must let the court judge him instead of lynching him."

"That's what I originally thought." Zhen Fan nodded, looked at the old man and said with a smile, "Why did your Modin family suddenly become reasonable? Is it because you can't beat me?" He looked at the old man with a smile.

The flavor of provocation seems to be stronger.

"Even if this is the reason, as long as I leave Grayson to you, we will be settled, right?"

"Of course, I'm not that unreasonable, and I don't have a family history that has been passed down for hundreds of years." Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, and then casually inserted the Naba wooden sword he was holding into his waist.

He sat down on the grass and said, "I'm waiting for you to hand Grayson over to me."

"Whatever you want!" the old man said and sat down on the lawn.

"There's nothing to do sitting here. We can chat. For example, where do your super powers come from? To be honest, I'm very interested." Zhen Fan chatted with the old man without looking for anything.

"We don't have super powers!" The old man snorted. Obviously, making compromises would make him feel bad.

Zhen Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't lie, I can see their superpowers. Their eyes become blood red, and they can emit powerful magnetic fields and energy, so that they become very powerful."

It's powerful. It can also interfere with some electronic equipment of the police and the army. It's like a portable electronic jammer. It's great, I like it very much!" What Zhen Fan said was a bit nonsensical, but it was also true.

"This is the birthright of the Modin family, and it is also their capital to survive in this world." The old man looked at Zhen Fan and knew that he could not hide it from him. Moreover, he could not force him to stay here or kill him.

, then it’s okay to say, “They had this ability more than a hundred years ago, and it can be passed down from generation to generation. This is the power given to them by God!”

"So. Does God also favor the Modin family? No wonder they can do whatever they want in Miami." Zhen Fan spread his hands, shook his head, and began to sigh again.

"No, God prefers you! Even the Modin family can be easily dealt with by you. You are God's favored darling, and your abilities are even more terrifying!" The old man snorted and said with some dissatisfaction. This is also true.

This is indeed what makes him depressed. If Zhen Fan were an ordinary person, this matter would be much easier to handle.

"Do you want to know why I am so powerful?" Zhen Fan asked with a smile, and the expression on his face was very mysterious, "I can tell you everything, and there will be no confidentiality at all!"

"Why?" This sentence finally made the old man feel very curious, and he couldn't bear the desire in his heart and unconsciously took two steps towards Zhen Fan.

"You go to China. After you learn China's extensive and profound culture, you will know." Zhen Fan said in a serious tone, "But after learning China's extensive and profound culture, you also have to learn Chinese ancient prose. This is better than learning Chinese.

It’s much more difficult. Many Chinese people can’t understand the writing of their ancestors. Alas, if you want to understand it, you will almost die of old age!”

Isn't this nonsense? The old man almost couldn't hold it back and started to fight with this guy, but he held it back because he knew he couldn't provoke him now. He was a perverted existence.

The two of them chatted together, but Zhen Fan was chatting alone most of the time. The old man only responded twice because Zhen Fan forced him to do it. Zhen Fan wanted to inquire.

Their plan for the source of the superpower also failed. But Zhen Fan was not in a hurry. Now that he had found the secret of the Modin family, he was not afraid that the secret would eventually be revealed.

There was a noise in the distance, and then there was a group of people followed by a group of people. They came over carrying a person. The middle-aged man in the leader bowed slightly to the old man and said: "Mr. Jason,

We brought this bastard! Please forgive me."

"Leave it to him!" The old man didn't even blink.

With a sound of "Boom!", the two people carrying Grayson threw it casually, and Grayson fell to the ground, motionless. Looking at the old man's puzzled eyes, the middle-aged man said with some embarrassment: "He doesn't

Ken came with us, so we had to knock him out, and Idina, we knocked her out too and took her to their home where she would be safe and have someone watching over him."

"Let's go!" the old man said, stood up and left. Those people also quickly followed the old man and left. In an instant, except for the half-dead and unconscious guy still lying on the ground, Zhen Fan was the only one on the grass.

Already.

"Fortunately, I drove here!" Zhen Fan chuckled, put Grayson on his shoulders, walked out of the villa, found his car hidden in the woods near the road, and put the guy still in the car.

Started the car and sped towards the hotel where Sarah was staying.

"Sarah, it's me!" Zhen Fan dialed Sarah's number, "Are you still in the hotel?"

"Here, we just came back and we didn't find that bastard Grayson Modine!" Sarah said angrily, "If he escapes to the border and enters Mexico, it will be difficult to arrest him."

"Okay, stay well in the hotel. I've given you a big gift! It's very, very huge, and I guarantee you will like it!" Zhen Fan chuckled, then stepped on the accelerator, and the car disappeared.

In the night.