Chapter 79 Shocked Foreigner

Fifth Avenue, Queens, New York.

At night, Fifth Avenue is a place where demons are rampant, and few people appear on the street except for the occasional stray cat that suddenly jumps out of the messy grass.

It's only the occasional light in the windows of the houses facing the street that makes it seem like it's still a little popular.

This is a black ghetto in Queens, inhabited by the poorest black people at the bottom of the country M, in stark contrast to New York Times Square.

A fiery red Lamborghini Veneno Roadster whizzed through the street, and the scratches on its body were not visible under the black cover.

The car stopped in front of a three-story building that looked very lively, and the fast, rhythmic music came out of it like a cross talk announcing the name of a dish, and the door opened, and a young Asian man stepped out of the car.

"Phew!" Huang Zhenghua spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The sudden appearance of the car suddenly walked through the dark corner, and many black people walked by, as if they were crouching in the dark corner and waiting deliberately, which smelled like a zombie movie.

Here, except for the people who live here, no outsider has ever dared to come here, and today this young man does not know whether his brain is in water or which nerve is wrong, and he actually drove an expensive sports car to come here, or at night.

"Fran, there's money tonight. A black man said as he walked, "Hurry up and tell the boss that there's a payer." After the other party finished speaking, his eyes were still staring at the car.

"Money? Huang Zhenghua thought to himself and began to walk inside.

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, don't want us to make a few holes in you, hurry up and hand over the car key, and the money on you. After a fat black man in the crowd finished speaking, he took out a black pistol from his trouser pocket and pointed it at Huang Zhenghua and said.

Huang Zhenghua frowned, sneered, walked over, and said, "Are you sure you want to take my money and car?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to get out of here alive, you must obediently leave everything on your body, otherwise our hands will shake, and the bullet will not grow eyes......" Before he finished speaking, with a popping sound of breaking the air, the other party only felt that his neck was cut by something, a pain, and then saw something spraying out of his neck, and wanted to scream, but there was only a coughing sound in his throat.

I tried my best to cover my neck, but the blood in my throat couldn't stop gushing out, and finally my eyes turned black and I fell to the ground.

"Fack, he can do magic. Some people started screaming.

Because at night and there were no street lights, when Huang Zhenghua used the spiritual power in his body to urge the playing cards in his hand to cut the other party's neck, everyone didn't see it clearly, and in their eyes, the neck of their companion seemed to appear by themselves.

"No one has ever dared to talk to me like that, don't you know?" Huang Zhenghua walked forward, gesturing with his hands in the void, and then a golden flame suddenly ignited in his right palm.

"Ahh

"Don't be afraid, this is just a little magic, doesn't David often play, don't you be afraid. In the midst of the panic, a middle-aged black man stopped the commotion.

Hearing each other's words, everyone felt at ease and calmed down.

"It's your pleasure. Huang Zhenghua said, and the golden flame in his hand threw at the fat black man on the ground, like throwing a gasoline bottle, and the flame instantly wrapped the black man.

"......" was instantly ignited, and the black man writhed and struggled with a clucking sound.

As the second layer of the Purple Yang True Monarch Technique, the pure Yang Fireworks Technique steel was like foam in front of it, instantly turning into ashes, and the black fat man's body turned into ashes in less than a second in front of it, and there were not even ashes left.

There was no smell of meat, no smell of burning, everything was as if it had never happened, and the person disappeared in an instant.

"Squeak" The little guy saw Huang Zhenghua kill people with pure yang fireworks for the first time, and he was so frightened that he squeaked.

"It's ok, it's cleaner than a crematorium. Huang Zhenghua thought to himself.

"Fake! shoot!" After the onlookers were shocked by the scene in front of them, a young black man finished speaking, took out his mobile phone from his pants and aimed it at Huang Zhenghua.

Everyone also took out their mobile phones from their bodies, and then the sound of crackling sounded in the silent night sky.

Huang Zhenghua used the spiritual power in his body, and a golden light mask suddenly appeared in the void on his hands and wrapped Huang Zhenghua.

As the first-level exercise of the Ziyang True Monarch Technique, in addition to the formation of an air knife with aura, the Gang Body Soul Suppression Technique will automatically release the protective body Gang Qi when attacked, like the huge light shield of the American drama "Under the Dome", to protect the body.

Countless bullets hit the mask and ricocheted in all directions, some of which bounced off and hit their companions, who were shot and fell.

Huang Zhenghua walked towards the crowd, and the golden light mask moved with Huang Zhenghua.

Huang Zhenghua's right hand gathered, and a white refining qi knife more than three meters long appeared in the void.

"Damn, can anyone tell me, what is this?" This is not a Hollywood special effect, this is something that completely and truly exists in front of him, this oriental young man is too weird, I am afraid that Thor's hammer in front of his eyes will also be refined by his terrifying flame.

First there is a flame and then a white long knife, what kind of terrifying monster is this?

Could it be Oriental magic?

Everyone was frightened by Huang's methods, and the bullets in their hands shot frantically towards Huang Zhenghua, although they knew that they couldn't hurt each other's hair, but now there was nothing but things in their hands, and only the sound of snapping bullets could make them feel safe in their hearts.

The bullet hit the mask and bounced in all directions, like popcorn bursting in a pot.

Without waiting for the other party to finish being stunned, Huang Zhenghua swiped his finger forward, and the qi knife formed by the spiritual power in the void swept away, like cutting leeks, cutting dozens of black people in front of him one by one, and the corpses fell one after another like wheat harvested in a rice field, and blood and internal organs were piled up together.

The air knife kills, the fireworks burn the corpses, Huang Zhenghua looked at the piled up corpses, gathered in his hands, and the golden flames threw forward, burning dozens of corpses into ashes in an instant.

Be quiet.

After doing everything, Huang Zhenghua turned around and walked towards the building.

"Damn, he's coming. "In the window on the third floor, a black man in his thirties wore a thick gold necklace around his neck, and the cigar in his hand fell off.

"What should I do?" he asked, looking at the younger brothers beside him.

You ask me, I ask who to go, this terrifying oriental youth, can't even hurt him with bullets, what else can hurt him?

It stands to reason that such a scene can only be seen in the special effects in the movie, how do you know that it also exists in reality.

Is it difficult to say that movies come from life?

No one spoke.

"Are you dumb?" Hearst saw that no one had come up with an idea for him at the critical time, so he was so angry that he snapped his gun and killed the two younger brothers.

"Boss. "At the moment of life and death, someone finally spoke.

"Say!" Hearst said, shaking the silver Desert Eagle in his hand.

"Now that the gun is no longer a threat to him, we can only wait until he comes up to see what the other party has to say, maybe then we still have a chance to survive. A twenty-year-old said.

Hearst pondered.

Even the most lethal bullet in the world can't hurt the other party, and now you can only give up resistance, maybe there is still a chance to survive.

Hearst had never felt so helpless, and with a pistol in his hand he didn't help at all.

Staring at the staircase, when the footsteps came from the staircase, the sound was getting closer and closer, Hirst's heart was raised, his throat squirmed a few times, and he swallowed his saliva.