Volume 1 A Thought of the Wind Chapter 147 Receiving this Gift
Whew!
Xiao Bai snorted, as if he understood Tang Chengfeng's words, and the white shadow quickly disappeared into the night in a flash.
"Brother Feng, I'm going to go to country M with you too!" Bai Hu said when he learned that Tang Chengfeng was going on a mission.
Since the moment Tang Chengfeng reborn his martial arts, Baihu secretly swore in his heart that he would follow and protect Tang Chengfeng to the death.
If anyone dared to disadvantage Tang Chengfeng, they had to step on his corpse first.
Tang Chengfeng raised his head sideways and looked at the stupid big man beside him with a resolute face, and patted Bai Hu on the shoulder.
"I appreciate your kindness, this mission is special, and it is more convenient for me to act alone. Seeing that the white tiger's eyes instantly dimmed, Tang Chengfeng immediately said: "However, I have another very important matter to be handed over to you!"
The white tiger's eyes immediately regained their vitality, as long as Tang Chengfeng needed him, he felt that his existence was meaningful.
"Every day in the future, you pick up Mr. Su to and from work, and I will hand over her safety in the company to you!"
Duan Hao was eliminated, but Tang Chengfeng couldn't rule out that Tianjiang had other accomplices from Duan Hao, and he couldn't rule out a sudden counterattack from the Holy See's side.
The white tiger didn't say anything, just raised his hand and punched him twice in the chest.
Tang Chengfeng knew that his action was worth a thousand promises.
While the two were talking, the flat-headed man had already cleaned up the villa.
"Mr. Tang, are we going to see Elder Long?" the flat-headed man came to the two of them and asked respectfully towards Tang Chengfeng.
Tang Chengfeng waved his hand: "No, send me to the airport directly." ”
He has already arranged Su Ziran's affairs, and he has nothing to worry about in his heart.
"By the way, if my brother needs any help during this period, I hope to make it easier, and his words are what I mean. Tang Chengfeng pointed at the white tiger and explained to the flat-headed man.
He didn't doubt the strength of the white tiger, but there were some things that it was better for a flat-headed man to come forward, after all, the figure behind the other party was Long Qianjun.
"Mr. Tang rest assured, if this brother needs anything, just look for me. The flat-headed man hurriedly spoke.
He was still worried about how to get closer to the "Xing Shenren", but he didn't expect the opportunity to come in a blink of an eye.
can work with Tang Chengfeng's most important brother, will the relationship with Tang Chengfeng be far?
After the white tiger left, the flat-headed man drove Tang Chengfeng to the airport, and after Tang Chengfeng's flight took off, the flat-headed man returned to the villa.
"What about others?"
It was late at night, but Long Qianjun didn't feel sleepy, and sat alone in the living room drinking tea.
Before, even when he was leading a large army to defend against the enemy, he had never been so nervous.
Seeing the flat-headed man coming back alone, he asked suspiciously.
The flat-headed man replied respectfully: "Mr. Tang said that he won't see you anymore, wait for him to put those rotten people and things straight, and go to Longdu to visit you in person!"
This is the original words that Tang Chengfeng asked the flat-headed man to pass on.
"Okay! It's really my good boy, bloody enough!"
As soon as Long Qianjun heard this, his depressed mood instantly improved, and he immediately slapped the table.
Coming to the door, Long Qianjun actually bowed deeply in the direction where the flight was leaving.
"Cultivating martial arts is related to the fortune of the country, but such a big task has to be carried by him alone, I, Long Qianjun, thank you Tang Chengfeng!"
The flat-headed man was surprised, not to mention that he had never seen Long Lao like this, the key was to look at the entire Tenglong Country who had this qualification worthy of the old man.
"Long Lao, you ......"
"There is no reason, Tang Chengfeng deserves this gift!"
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Early the next morning.
A flight from the country of Tenglong slowly arrived in New City, the largest metropolis in country M.
There used to be a saying in the land of the Dragon: If you love him, bring him to New City, because it is heaven, and if you hate him, bring him to New City, because it is Hell!
Behind the glamour and glitz, the more ugly and evil are hidden!
According to the information provided by Long Qianjun, the clues all point to Chinatown in New City.
But Tang Chengfeng did not rush to go, but got into a taxi and asked the driver to take him to the Hilton Hotel in the city center.
Arriving at the Hilton Hotel, Tang Chengfeng did not get out of the car, and let the other party pull him to continue to walk around casually.
"Is Mr. here for a tourist?" The driver was a black driver, and he saw Tang Chengfeng closing his eyes by leaning on the back seat through the rearview mirror, and asked tentatively.
There are many guests who will use the name of looking for a hotel, and then deliberately do not pay, and get off the bus and run away as soon as they arrive at their destination.
Because he had encountered it before, he subconsciously became vigilant.
Tang Chengfeng opened his eyes, and just collided with the driver's gaze in the rearview mirror.
"Is there an underground tunnel nearby that will take me around? As he spoke, Tang Chengfeng took out several American knives and handed them to the driver.
The black driver's eyes lit up as he took the money, which was more than he would normally earn in a hard day.
"There's nothing in New York that I don't know about. The black driver immediately patted his chest and reassured.
Tang Chengfeng didn't say anything, continued to close his eyes, and listened carefully to every detail outside the car window.
Duan Hao has already been dealt with, and once the other party can't be contacted, he will immediately notice it, so Tang Chengfeng decided to go to save Huangfu Liuyan's master first.
According to Yu Ming's explanation, she and her master were arrested at the Hilton Hotel in the center of the city, and then they were driven to another place by the other party with their heads covered.
According to Yu Ming's recollection, he passed through an underground tunnel on the way, and then there was the sound of a city commuter train, and Yu Ming also smelled the fragrant smell of raw wheat bread on the way.
I don't remember the next Lu Yuming, and she was directly dizzy.
Tang Chengfeng closed his eyes, recalled Yu Ming's personal experience in his mind, and heard the voice.
The taxi came up from the underground tunnel, and Tang Chengfeng then spoke: "Where can I watch the commuter train around here?"
The black brother was curious about how Tang Chengfeng could watch without even opening his eyes.
But whatever!
As long as there is money to be made.
Soon, the sound of a commuter train sounded in Tang Chengfeng's ears.
"Turn left!"
As soon as the voice sounded, Tang Chengfeng immediately spoke.
Yu Ming said that at that time, her body instantly fell to the right, which should have been caused by a sharp turn.
The black driver looked surprised.
What a god!
The young man in the back row didn't even open his eyes to know that there was an intersection ahead.
Could it be that this is the mysterious power of the East?
The black driver continued to move forward according to Tang Chengfeng's guidance.
After a while, the enticing smell of bread came to my nose.
Tang Chengfeng frowned slightly, according to Yu Ming, he walked for about ten minutes and then arrived at his destination.
"Where is there a quieter place around here?" asked Tang Chengfeng towards the driver.
Yu Ming said that during the few days she and her master were imprisoned, they could not hear any voices from the outside world, which is rare in the bustling city of New York.
"Quiet?"
The black driver thought for a moment, and immediately remembered a place.
"Sit down, I'll take you there!"
Tang Chengfeng silently counted in his heart, when the taxi stopped, it was almost exactly ten minutes.
"Hallelujah, this is it!"
With the black driver's voice, Tang Chengfeng opened his eyes.
The result is a magnificent medieval Gothic cathedral surrounded by greenery that separates the high-rise buildings from each other.
Tang Chengfeng looked at the black driver, and the latter immediately spread his hands: "I swear in the name of the Lord that the quietest place in the center of New York City is only here!"
The inside of the church is large enough to accommodate nearly a thousand people.
When Tang Chengfeng entered, only a middle-aged man dressed as a priest was standing behind the front altar, and when he heard someone coming in, he raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Chengfeng, and continued to read the Bible.
The sunshine, the godfathers, the cross, a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, makes people feel as if their souls have been baptized as soon as they enter.
But Tang Chengfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, walked to the seat directly in front of the priest and sat down.
"Hallelujah, no matter how many times we have lost in life, the great Lord will guide us out of the darkness and into the light, regardless of past grievances!"
The middle-aged man made a cross shape on his chest with his right hand, and his words were extremely reverent.
Tang Chengfeng leaned back and looked up at the other party: "I have a problem!"
"Sir, please!" the priest gestured.
"If a person has blood on his hands, will it smear the Lord's face?" Tang Chengfeng asked as he stared at the other party tightly.
"Sir, as long as you sincerely repent, I believe that the Lord will forgive. The middle-aged man said.
Tang Chengfeng had a smile on his face, but his eyes suddenly turned cold: "I don't know if you've heard a sentence?"
"What?"
"For some people with blood on their hands, forgiving them is God's business, and I am only responsible for arranging for them to meet!"
"Sir, if you don't need to pray, please come back, may the Lord bless you always, Amen!"
The middle-aged man's expression was suddenly stunned for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, and euphemistically gave Tang Chengfeng an eviction order.
Tang Chengfeng got up, but he didn't mean to leave, his gaze gradually moved to the middle-aged man's right hand that had been stretched out under the holy platform.
The priest spent his days working with a book and the Bible, but the middle-aged man's knuckles were not only thick, but also calloused.
Then there is only one explanation.
The priest in front of him is a false priest at all!
Not only that, judging from the calluses on his hands, the other party is probably still a gunman with good strength!
"Before you take out the gun, I have ten ways to kill you!" Tang Chengfeng said lightly, and his body was released.
The expression on the middle-aged man's face froze instantly.
Da-da-da-da!
He really didn't take out the gun, but he shot directly at Tang Chengfeng through the holy platform.
Tang Chengfeng turned over with a harrier, his body flipped in the air, and he easily dodged the bullet.
The middle-aged man saw that the bullet couldn't even touch the corner of Tang Cheng's coat, and after throwing the gun away, the middle-aged man tore off the black robe on his body, revealing a terrifying muscle.
"Are you here to save her?" The middle-aged man saw that Tang Chengfeng was an oriental face, and immediately guessed what was going on.
However, he was a little surprised in his heart, how did the other party find here, he made everything seamless, and how did Tang Chengfeng find the flaws?
Tang Chengfeng didn't answer, and his arms immediately punched out.
The middle-aged man let out a loud shout, his arms were instantly covered with bulging black blood vessels, and he punched Tang Chengfeng hard.
Bang!
Both fists collided.
The middle-aged man took a few steps back one after another, looking at Tang Chengfeng incredulously.