Rejuvenation

Upon hearing this, the security guard looked at Douglas and said, "Mr. Douglas, I have contacted the police, but the police who was in charge of protecting us recently encountered an emergency case just half an hour ago and was temporarily transferred.

At the police station, the police said that they had already been out, but there was a traffic jam on the road, and it might take half an hour or even longer to come. "

"what!"

This situation made Douglas angry, his face sank, and the expression on his face was very ugly.

"So many coincidences, all come together.

Hmph, Bald Eagle Pharmaceutical, your energy is really big! Even if I give up this old life, I will fight with you. "

Douglas gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

At this moment, there was a rapid call from the security's walkie-talkie, and then several screams rang out.

The security guard instantly turned pale, looked at Douglas, and said: "Mr. Douglas, the man of the Demon Gospel, is about to go upstairs.

Us, let's run away! "

Without waiting for Douglas to speak, Chen Fei stepped forward and said: "You protect Mr. Douglas and retreat. I will deal with the enemy."

"Yes—" The security guard looked at Chen Fei questioningly.

But Douglas said directly: "Don't ask more, listen to Mr. Chen's orders."

As a result, the security hurriedly commanded all the staff in the building to gather far away from the elevator entrance, guarding Douglas in the middle.

This floor suddenly became empty, and Chen Fei was left alone, standing at the elevator entrance with hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent, and even a faint smile on his lips.

"Ding!"

With a sound, the elevator reached the eighth floor, the numbers stopped, and the elevator doors separated silently. A group of young gangsters who heard the sound rushed out of the elevator.

They saw Chen Fei standing in front of them at a glance, and they couldn't help being taken aback. Then a black man who remained in his dreadlocks yelled at Chen Fei: "Get away!"

Chen Fei remained unmoved, still standing in place.

"Shit, don't you understand me?

I let you go away! "

The dirty braided guy got angry and walked towards Chen Fei, pushing his hands directly against Chen Fei's chest.

Without waiting for the other party to touch him, Chen Fei gently waved his right hand, and an invisible breath whizzed out, hitting the braided guy's chest, and directly knocked him out.

In an instant, the group of gangsters behind them all started to move. They stared at Chen Fei with surprise and anger, and surrounded them one by one yelling.

Chen Fei still didn't step back, but instead said, "Those who don't want to die, go back now."

"Shit, **** me, kill him!"

Chen Fei's words angered these gangsters and made them rush over fiercely, and they had to act on Chen Fei.

But the same situation happened again. Chen Fei stood still, only a few light waves of his right hand, and then "banging" a few times. The gangsters were directly knocked out and fell to the ground one by one, wailing. more than.

The gangsters on the periphery were startled by Chen Fei's reaching out, but for a moment he was stunned, and didn't know what to do.

At first, the eight dirty braids showed a fierce look on their faces. They took out a pistol from their arms, opened the insurance with a bang, pointed at Chen Fei, gritted their teeth and shouted: "Yellow boy, you're looking for death."

As he said, the dirty braided guy pulled the trigger.

Upon seeing this, Douglas and the staff hiding in the distance couldn't help but their complexion changed drastically, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Douglas couldn't help but exclaimed, and wanted to rush out, "Chen--" But at this moment, facing the flying bullet, Chen Fei suddenly protruded with his right hand, and an afterimage passed through the air. Withdrawing, spreading out his right hand, a deformed yellow Chengcheng bullet, lying quietly on the palm of his hand.

Such a scene made the filthy braided guy and his gangsters almost look silly, and was stunned for a while.

Soon, he came back to his senses, with a sharp look in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "He is a warrior, fast back, fast!"

After speaking, the dirty braided guy took the lead and ran away.

When other people saw this, they turned their heads and fled.

Chen Fei was a little surprised when he saw this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "I still know the martial artist. It seems that this demon gospel is a bit interesting!"

Immediately, Chen Fei did not move, nor did he chase these gangsters.

Instead, he turned his head to look at Douglas, handed him a jade pendant, and said: "Douglas, take this.

I went to the Demon Gospel and came back soon. "

After finishing speaking, before Douglas responded, Chen Fei was in the shape of electricity, and disappeared from the spot with a squeak.

In such a scene, the staff member who saw Douglas was surprised and couldn't help rubbing his eyes, as if they felt that the scene they just saw was not true.

"This, is this true?

What did I see! "

"Just now, that Mr. Chen caught the bullet with his hand. Isn't this making a movie?"

"Who is he?"

………For a time, the exclamation continued, and almost all the staff looked at Douglas.

At this moment, Douglas was also surprised. He sighed and whispered to himself: "I know Chen is very powerful, but I didn't expect him to leave like this. It seems that I still underestimated him!"

After sighing lightly, Douglas looked at the staff and said: "Listen to Chen, stay here, don't act rashly."

"Yes, but-Mr. Chen said that he is going to go to the demon gospel, it is very dangerous, should we call the police?"

The security guard thought of Chen Fei's last words and couldn't help but remind them.

Douglas paused for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Chen didn't say to call the police, so don't use it."

………At the same time, Chen Fei followed the group of filthy braids, rushed through the bustling New York city center, and crossed three blocks to a relatively declining block.

Compared with the bustling city center, there are obviously fewer high-rise buildings here, and the order is much chaotic. Many public facilities on the street are all damaged. On the street walls, there are all kinds of graffiti spray paintings everywhere.

There are also fancy guys riding motorcycles and skateboards, wandering around, peddling powder in their pockets.

However, when these people saw a group of filthy braids, they all showed fear and gave way and hid aside.

Chen Fei followed behind him silently. Seeing this scene, the corners of his eyes moved slightly, and he muttered to himself: "It seems that this demon gospel really has a certain power in Newtown!"

After breaking through several messy buildings, in the end, a group of filthy braids entered a three-story building made of red bricks.

Chen Fei also followed immediately.