Mixed in the world of film and television to eliminate demons

In Seattle's Chinatown, Hu Qing ran quickly on a street, as fast as a cheetah.

Now his agility of 5+1 is twice the initial agility of 3, and it is also very fast when converted into speed.

[Experience +1]

After getting the reminder in his mind, Hu Qing worked harder.

Even though he had been running for an hour and began to pant, he was still full of motivation after seeing the increase in experience.

He ran for another hour before stopping. It was already noon, and his stomach began to protest.

In the United States, there are not many choices for food. It's either hamburgers or pizza, or Michelin's so-called high-end but expensive and hard to fill the stomach.

Fortunately, this is Chinatown, so there are more choices. He went to a Chinese-style stir-fry restaurant in Chinatown and fried beef, goose liver, fish... to reward himself.

As for Liu Qingqing, she could only sit next to him and watch him eat, and then sigh.

She had a wish to eat all the delicious food in Seattle, but now she could only watch the delicious food.

It took Hu Qing half an hour to get out of the restaurant after a full meal. After another half an hour of rest, he continued to run.

Excluding the time to recover his strength, he had completed the 5-hour limit of full-scale exercise. The sun began to set. Hu Qing gained another 30 experience points today. Looking at the status bar in his mind, his experience points reached level 3 210/300. He could upgrade again after another 3 days of exercise.

Hu Qing also remembered that he had an appointment with the beautiful landlord in the evening, so he took a shortcut back to the apartment.

But just as he passed the alley last time, he heard a dull sound just after turning the corner. It seemed that it was a gun with a silencer.

Then, Hu Qing saw a Chinese man covered in blood rolling to his feet. His thigh was already stained red with blood, and blood kept flowing to the ground, indicating that he was hit in the leg.

That amount of bleeding might have hit the artery.

On the opposite side, several fierce and tattooed white men pressed in here.

One of them was holding a pistol with a silencer.

"Fuck..." Hu Qing complained directly.

Just now in this alley, I encountered a group of policemen chasing wanted criminals with guns.

Today, I encountered a group of people killing people with guns in this alley again.

This happened in the same alley for two consecutive days. Is he unlucky, or is this "Free Stars and Stripes, gunfights every day" really a golden saying?

I will never go through this alley again.

The Chinese man had already sat up in embarrassment, and when he saw Hu Qing coming in, he was anxious: "Run..."

He obviously didn't want to implicate Hu Qing and be killed by these people.

The white people on the opposite side also noticed Hu Qing.

One of them said coldly: "Another Tang Sect bastard!"

"Kill them together, these yellow monkeys always get in our way." Another person also said murderously.

Tang Sect?

Hu Qing had relevant memories in his mind.

Tang Sect is an organization that is well-known in all Chinatowns in the Stars and Stripes, but this organization is very scattered. It originated in the 1880s, when it was the era of the great migration of Chinese.

The arrival of Chinese people was unwelcome because they were cheap and caused countless Chinese people to lose their jobs, so many people who lost their jobs formed organizations to openly expel and kill Chinese people.

Tangmen forces in various places gradually emerged at that time, specifically to resist these people.

Now, it is said that Tangmen not only has muddy members who fight and kill, but also clean members such as journalists, lawyers, teachers, and wealthy businessmen.

The white man with a gun obviously agreed with his companion's statement and raised his gun directly to Hu Qing.

At that moment, Hu Qing's hair stood up and his muscles tensed. He wanted to dodge at the first time, but the white man with a gun suddenly widened his eyes in astonishment, then flew backwards in an instant, rolled on the ground, and dropped the gun.

Hu Qing subconsciously looked at Liu Qingqing, and saw the girl put down her raised hand.

This scene shocked several other white people.

They looked at their companions rolling on the ground in panic, and didn't understand what happened at all.

But Liu Qingqing had raised her hand again and pushed hard. The other white people found themselves hit hard and fell out and rolled on the ground.

The man with the gun wanted to pick up the fallen gun, but as soon as he moved, another more terrifying force hit him, causing him to fly out again and hit the wall hard, vomiting blood from his mouth.

At the same time, the gun also slipped under the control of Liu Qingqing's telekinesis and fell to Hu Qing's feet.

This weird scene made even the Chinese sitting on the ground open their mouths in disbelief and look at Hu Qing's back.

No matter how stupid those white people were, they understood that everything that happened was related to the Chinese in front of them.

This weird scene made them all look at Hu Qing in fear.

"What did you do?"

"You...what are you?"

"He, he is a wizard from China..."

Hu Qing slowly squatted down in front of these people, picked up the pistol, and then turned to Liu Qingqing and asked: "Do you still have the ability to send people to the hospital?"

The white people all looked at Hu Qing in panic, not understanding who he was talking to.

On the side, Liu Qingqing nodded and asked: "Mr. Hu, they are still there. Do you want to punish them? Do you want to punish them severely or lightly?"

Hu Qing frowned and said: "You decide. Anyway, I hate these white people who do evil in Chinatown."

Liu Qingqing accurately understood the meaning of the word "hate" and took decisive action. With a wave of her hands, the white people flew out again in panic.

When they fell to the ground, their eyes widened in horror and they howled miserably.

They only felt that their heads were hit hard by something, and the pain was so severe that it seemed to be split.

Then, one by one, their noses bled and they fell to the ground.

After Liu Qingqing finished, she asked Hu Qing as if to ask for credit: "Mr. Hu, how is it? Did I help you a lot?"

Hu Qing nodded in surprise. Liu Qingqing's ability did not disappear. She was a good thug. Moreover, she seemed to be able to play a big role in becoming a charlatan in the future.

However, the fact that this girl was no longer a vengeful spirit and still retained such a strong power also made him alert. He decided to buy more pepper powder and refined salt today.

As soon as the thought came to him, the gun in Hu Qing's hand was in the inventory.

The Chinese man sitting on the ground looked at Hu Qing in disbelief. The scene in front of him made him wonder if he had hallucinations before he died.

After all, he felt that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred. His thigh artery was hit, and it would be too late even if the ambulance came.

Hu Qing also looked at the Chinese man at this time. The other party's face was pale, and his thigh and the ground were already covered with blood. This was a serious blood loss. Even if he called the hospital, he would have bled to death when the ambulance arrived.

This man was from the Tang Sect, and he reminded him to run in this situation just now, so he should not be a bad person.

They were all Chinese, and he couldn't let the other party die without doing anything.

Hu Qing stepped forward and tore open the man's pants without waiting for the man to react. He saw the gunshot wound and the bullet hit the artery.

As soon as he thought about it, the ebony sword appeared in his hand.

The man's consciousness was a little blurred. In an instant, he felt a sharp pain in his leg and then fainted.

Hu Qing used the ebony sword to cut a large wound on the man's thigh. The blood gushed out even more. Hu Qing reached out and took out a bullet in a moment.

Throwing the bullet on the ground, Hu Qing took out the life essence from the inventory and gave the man two sips, and then put the essence back into the inventory.

"Life Essence: Restore HP175, life essence crystallization."

These two sips consumed another 15 points of HP.

On the side, Liu Qingqing looked at Hu Qing's hands in surprise as things appeared and disappeared out of thin air. Even if she had become a ghost, she could not understand it. She just felt that it was too amazing. Mr. Hu would definitely be very popular if he performed magic.

Hu Qing wiped the blood on his hands on the man's clothes and left the alley.

After a while, the man opened his eyes in a daze and regained consciousness.

He looked around in astonishment, as if everything just now was a dream, but the people lying in the alley proved that it was real.

Suddenly, he looked at his bloody thigh, and then revealed an incredible look.

Where is the gunshot wound on his thigh?

The original wound position has recovered so much that there is no scar.

If it weren't for the blood, he wouldn't believe that he was injured.

He picked up the bloody bullet next to him, which made him more certain that he was injured.

He thought of that compatriot. Did he help him take out the bullet and restore his leg to normal?

But how did he do that?

"Who... who is he?" The man was shocked. He even wondered if he had met the living immortal in the Chinese legend?

If he wasn't an immortal, how could he have such power?

There is such a terrible person in Chinatown!