Split Sky Rider

It is indeed very novel to encounter Roadhog in the American Federation.

"You won't need it, just keep it. After all, there are Selena and Taya in the car."

Chen Fei looked back at the two sisters who were so frightened that they needed the protection of their father's gun even more.

"Don't force it, something's not right, come back right away!"

Bishop Ramya did not show any pretense and put back his gun. However, he watched Chen Fei get out of the car and was ready to rush over at any moment.

Seeing Chen Fei calmly get out of the pickup truck and walk slowly over, the people blocking the road immediately reacted.

A loud shout came from far away.

"Chen Fei?"

Yo! I thought I was driving this road. If I wanted to go this way, I would leave money to buy the road, pay online with my mobile phone, scan the QR code to pay, pay with a card...

But he could tell that Chen Fei was not the Roadhog robber he thought he was. He had overthought it before.

"Hurry, I'm in a hurry!"

Chen Fei walked forward calmly as before and waved nonchalantly.

What does the other party want to do? Is there any need to guess?

I definitely didn't want to treat him to a hot dog in this shabby place.

Oh, no!

I really wanted to treat him to something to eat.

Like a baseball bat!

On the other side, hundreds of people came rushing over with a huffing sound, carrying a baseball bat that was made of solid wood.

The amount of information was really huge. Chen Fei smiled. After all, he was a fresh undergraduate with an online IQ. He was not stupid. In the American Federation, knowing his own powers and being able to organize so many people to seek revenge, he was definitely not Apocalypse Defense. The unlucky ones in the group who have just been dealt with, and the Meiman Brothers Consortium, who have such leisurely intentions, are being plagued by rumors. They are so worried that they have no time to hide. How can they possibly fall into the trap of Qianzi's truth-seeking hammer.

So there is only one truth, that little loser from the Lockheed family.

This is not over yet. In other words, he is really willful with money. Looking at this situation, he is really willful.

"Come out! My AK!"

Chen Fei stretched out his hands and mobilized the original AK-47 under the "Firearms" category of the "Body Evolution Database". The non-metallic part was made up of metal, but it did not affect that it was an AK-47 that could fire normally. Automatic rifle.

System: Ding! The evolution time of the firearm "AK-47" is 1/10 second!

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System: Ding! The evolution time of the firearm "AK-47" is 10/10 seconds! Evolution completed!

10 seconds is not a short time, but it is not a long time either, but in the eyes of a group of people with baseball bats in their hands, the entire evolution process is more like a warning and a deterrent.

When the AK-47 finally took shape, the people who were approaching with great force stopped the car in unison. They looked at the baseball bats in their hands, and then looked at the AK in Chen Fei's hands, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. .

This girl doesn't follow the rules of the world!

"hehe!"

Chen Fei sneered, pulled the gun, leveled the muzzle, and said loudly: "I drove this mountain, I drove this road, and I planted this tree. If you want to go this way, leave the money to buy the road!" "

He kindly completed the opening sentence for the other party, otherwise it would be a pity.

With a crackle, the all-solid wood baseball bat fell to the floor.

Everyone turned around and ran away, fearing that if they were a step too late, they would be jumped by the AK.

People were tumbling on their backs, and vehicles were roaring. In less than thirty seconds, the entire road was clean and refreshing, as if no one had ever blocked the road.

The father and daughter in the big pickup truck looked at each other. Those guys were just here to make fun of them. They would run away from such a big battle.

Chen Fei shook his head and turned around, just as Archbishop Ramya approached in his car, saving him a few steps.

"Chen Fei, who are they?"

"A group of rogues hired by Master Steven of Lockheed."

Chen Fei doesn't need evidence at all.

He's not a judge, so what's the use of asking for evidence.

"Huh? Steven? Huh, I'll ask Old David to fire him later!"

Archbishop Ramya snorted angrily.

Such a blockage frightened his two precious daughters. There was nothing they could do against the Lockheed family, but they wanted to kick the eldest son Steven out of the training service, which could only be controlled with one sentence.

"It won't be too difficult, right?"

Chen Fei felt that he should also be taught a lesson.

Kicked out of Old David's training class, it is estimated that the Lockheed family will be in trouble, which means that Steven will no longer be able to borrow Old David's connections, and his reputation in this industry will even be greatly damaged.

"Old David will not tolerate such things, so don't worry, I will handle it."

Bishop Ramya patted his chest in assurance. His eyes fell on Chen Fei's hand and asked curiously: "Is this your AK-47?"

No wonder those guys ran away as fast as if they had seen a ghost.

If you get shot by an AK-47, you will get at least a scar as big as a bowl. It is said that a good man is not afraid of a scar as big as a bowl, but what about a few scars as big as a bowl? How about a dozen? Very scary, okay?

"Haha, high imitation, no bullets!"

Chen Fei pulled the trigger in front of the father and daughter, and heard a clicking sound. The firing pin hit empty. The continuous-fire gear did not receive the feedback pressure from the gas tube, so it was naturally unable to continuously push the bullets and load the gun to complete the automatic continuous firing. Shooting action.

"Hahahaha, those idiots were all fooled!"

Bishop Ramya slapped the steering wheel hard when he learned the truth.

His two daughters, long-haired Selena and short-haired Taya, were also beaming.

Chen Fei took back the AK-47 and returned it to the "Body Evolution Database". Without bullets, this so-called original was not as useful as a baseball bat.

After laughing for a while, Bishop Ramya did not forget to greet Chen Fei to get in the car.

Just as he was about to step on the accelerator, he saw his two daughters in the back seat suddenly shouting in unison.

"Dad, wait a minute!"×2

Bishop Ramya was stunned, turned around and asked, "What's the matter, honey?"

"Those baseball bats can be sold for money!"

"Yes, money, a lot of money!"

The eyes of the two little girls were flashing with money, and baseball bats were thrown all over the floor. They were all stars after all, right?

This kind of business without capital is all for nothing.

"Okay! Stay safe!"

Although the interstate highway is very empty, with no cars passing by for more than ten minutes, or even an hour or two, the father still needs to remind his two daughters to pay attention to traffic safety and not to just pick up things and forget about the road conditions.

"YEAH!"×2

The twin sisters cheered in unison, pushed open the car door and rushed out without any restraint.

More than a hundred, to be precise, 117 solid wood baseball bats. Not only are they brand new, but they are also brand-name goods. If you buy them at the original price, the pile thrown into the bed of a large pickup truck will cost at least 20,000 yuan. Xingyuan.

Fortunately, the two sisters also found five wallets, with 2,300 star dollars in cash alone. If they found it, they would make a profit.

Those guys are not just here to make fun of you, they are also here to give you money.

For Bishop Ramya, the certificate in his wallet is the best evidence. If he fires Young Master Steven later, the Lockheeds will not even dare to let go.

Old David has a close relationship with the Lockheed family. If this incident happens, this kid Steven might have to live in a hurry.

After a few times, Chen Fei was not only fine, but the other party repeatedly provoked the nearby bosses and was extremely stupid.

He died before he left the army. Three seconds of silence should be observed for this boy.

The long-haired Selena and her sister Taya bit each other's ears in the back seat for a long time, and finally said: "Chen Fei, we can share one-third of the income from selling these baseball bats."

Yo! The little girl also knew that the person who met her had a share, so she didn't completely fall into Qian's eyes, which surprised Chen Fei a bit.

"No thanks!"

Only a few dollars are not enough to pay off the debt!

Chen Fei followed Hana BOSS to Chapala City in Mesoaya and made a fortune of 200,000 star dollars. He really didn't like this small amount of money. It can only be three to five thousand star dollars at most. What is it enough for? ?

He shook his head and declined with a smile.

"No, thank you, you can keep the flowers for yourself!"

"real?"

Selena couldn't believe her ears.

The spiritual boys of the American Federation will not be so polite and will not give in a single star.

"Maybe four thousand stars! Don't regret it!"

The short-haired Taya reminded carefully, but she was afraid that Chen Fei would regret it. If the four thousand stars were saved, the two sisters could split it half and half, and their net worth would be slightly enriched.

Chen Fei said in an affirmative tone: "A true man, once he says something, it is hard to chase him back."

"Chen Fei will not be short of money, he will be a middle-class person in the future!"

This young man didn't care about every penny. Instead, Bishop Ramya gave him a high look.

Don’t be a bastard if you have money, but being generous is also a virtue, and it’s surprisingly reliable!

"Dad! My sister and I will definitely find a good and reliable man in the future."

Taya couldn't react for a while, but Selina knew what she meant. She couldn't tell that there was something in her father's words, something random.

The children of the American Federation don't care about their parents' words of advice. They want to be independent, self-reliant, and self-reliant. As soon as they turn eighteen, many young people simply pack up and get out of the house, and they live happily ever after.

Chen Fei shook his head and said, "Master Ramya, don't be joking, I still owe others several million stars!"

Bishop, do you have any misunderstanding about the word "middle class"?

According to media reports in the past two years, the baseline annual disposable income of the middle class is at least 5 million Singapore dollars per year.

Bishop Ramya who was driving a large pickup truck said with a smile: "Haha, haha, with your talent, you can pay it off in no time!"

But I was murmuring in my heart, what on earth did this young man do to owe so much money, let alone gambling debts, this is not okay!

It turned out that he was a poor guy and had to be kept at a distance. The twin sisters rolled their eyes in unison. The world was too real.

When the big pickup truck returned to the small airport temporarily borrowed by Old David, the eldest son, Steven Lockheed, had already been fired. Old David could not get rid of the sand in his eyes, and he would never open the Internet because of a son from an old relationship. one side.

The family favors and tens of millions of stars in tuition fees were wasted, and in the end he got nothing. Even if Steven wanted to hang around, he was yelled back by the old Lockheed on the phone. He probably had to face the wall for most of the year. Thinking about it, it’s so pitiful.

This guy's body has been hollowed out. It's for his own good to be locked up for more than half a year.

Seeing Chen Fei coming back, the other three students in the advanced training class became excited again. The learning progress of the latter three was already lagging behind the former. Comparing the two sides, Bishop Ramya naturally became more strict. I got up and practiced so much that I felt like dying and in pain.

Ashka Copernicus, who was preparing to change his career to flying a cargo plane, even suspected that he was not learning a cargo plane but an aerial shuttle. The other two people also had a general misunderstanding.

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Damn, it’s too late again.