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The Night Cow is an Indian name. //

A hundred years ago, the name was a god-like name among the Indians of the American continent, but it was later strangled by a large number of American troops, who killed more than 2,000 Indians at that time, and the night cow and several of his companions were captured and imprisoned in Florida, the southernmost state of the United States, although it was not yet under the full control of the United States.

He never thought he could escape from that white-controlled prison.

However, after a hundred years, he escaped, and although he had fought a series of fierce battles and seen the power of today's military weapons a hundred years later, he survived after all.

In the early years, the indigenous Indians living in the Americas fought for two to three hundred years against immigrants from African countries, and almost millions of Indians were slaughtered on this land.

Night Cow is an extremist, and during his 100 years in prison, what he really thought about was how to make these people pay, how to make the Indians rise again.

Nowadays, the Indians have been assimilated by the Europeans, and even the countries of South America still retain their national names, but the culture has lost its own characteristics, and it is the result of being poisoned by early colonial rule.

The night cow inherited the Indian culture, inherited the mysterious techniques of the Indians, and many health preservation techniques, before in the American continent, it was almost a rampant existence, hundreds of American soldiers were delivering food, in order to capture him, thousands of people were lost. After being imprisoned, he studied many Indian inheritances, plus learned from Chinese super warriors, and finally stepped into the mythical realm with one foot.

In fact, so far, no one has been able to have a definite definition of the mythological realm, because with a divine word, anything related to the divine word cannot have a definite meaning. Just like the definition of God in the West is God who can do anything. Concretely, no.

The mythical realm is an incredible realm.

It's incredible, and that's it. It's indescribable.

Ye Niu admires Chinese culture very much, and if possible, he wants to study it in the land of China, especially the martial arts health culture, which is unfathomable.

Fleeing New York, he immediately ran towards Indiana, where the Indians cursed. Millions of Indians were buried there.

Only two people escaped.

Silently crossed the New York State blockade and entered Pennsylvania, heading northeast, no slower than the cars on the road.

However, they suddenly stopped, and Matsu behind the Night Bull looked at him suspiciously.

Following the sight of the night cow, he saw a group of people gathered on the road a hundred meters away, listening to a dozen motorcycles and a few cars. More than a dozen people gathered around a van, and one person stepped out of the passenger seat of the van.

Matsu was also stunned.

"Is that him?"

Matsu asked questioningly.

Night Bull nodded, turning his head to look behind him. The next step of the foot stepped out, already more than ten meters away, running towards the road, Matsu helplessly wanted to pull, but he couldn't pull it, he could only follow the run, but he had never touched the incredible mythical realm.

Call............

A young man with a pair of arms exposed, strong bulging muscles, raised an iron rod in his hand and swung it forward, smashing it into the car door.

His iron rod never fell.

The palm that had been vigorous suddenly appeared in front of him. grabbed the iron rod, and with a shake of his arm, the man flew out of the road directly with the stick, like a rag doll, and fell in the chaos without a scream. Fell into a puddle of mud. …,

Time.

Everyone present was stunned, including the little beauty Taylor, who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"Hello!"

Ye Niu clasped his hands on his chest, saluted respectfully to Wang Hengxiao and said, speaking authentic Chinese, he has also learned Chinese in the past hundred years, and he thinks that this is a greater language than their Indian language.

Wang Hengxiao looked up and down, knowing who they were, in fact, when they were a hundred meters away, he knew about their existence and could determine their identity.

This kind of qi and blood with the breath of Chinese martial arts, and with the breath of mystery, can only be those few Indians, these Indians who have learned Chinese martial arts.

"Hello."

Wang Hengxiao's eyes were unabashedly noble, looking at them condescendingly, and said lightly: "You're not afraid that I will kill you?" ”

"Who are you? What did you do to him? ”

The group of young people who were robbing shouted in horror, and several people took out their guns, aimed them at Wang Hengxiao, Ye Niu and Ma Zu, and shouted: "Now you climb down immediately, or I will kill you." ”

Taylor shouted in horror in the car, "No, don't shoot, Steven, get in the car." ”

Wang Hengxiao didn't move, Yang Dingtian and the others in the car didn't move, Wang Hengxiao's order to them was not to move at will, without Wang Hengxiao's words, they just sat honestly, Wang Hengxiao could guarantee to take them back to that land, they had to listen to Wang Hengxiao's words.

These people are also very timid, intercepting some ordinary people on the road to intimidate and rob, they are very good, but when they encounter resistance, they don't dare to kill, but at this time a person died, and they began to become a little crazy.

Wang Hengxiao, Ye Niu, and Ma Zu looked at the few people who were holding pistols at them, with obvious disdain and contempt in their eyes.

Boom......

He couldn't help but shoot.

The gun was shot with trembling hands, with a face full of horror, everyone knew the consequences of shooting at someone, and for a time all their hearts were filled with fear, he became a murderer, they were accomplices, and they could not escape the blame.

Wang Hengxiao didn't move, but Matsu moved.

Matsu was a bald-headed, pale-skinned Indian who hadn't seen sunlight in the ground for decades, and everyone would have a sickly paleness, and the Red Indians were no exception.

As soon as Matsu stretched out his hand, his palm rotated, and the qi surged, and a bullet instantly stayed in his palm, suspended in the air, and everyone present widened their eyes.

Syllable......

As soon as Matsu let go, the bullet fell to the ground, he didn't speak, and looked at Wang Hengxiao, obviously everything was based on Wang Hengxiao at this time.

Wang Hengxiao opened the car door and said in a low voice: "Let's go, you guys also get in the car." ”

Yeniu and Mazzul pulled the car door, got into the car, and sat in the middle of Yang Dingtian's several people, several of whom were acquaintances, although they didn't talk much, they were definitely familiar people.

Taylor's Danfeng eyes were round, holding the steering wheel tightly, staring at Matsu, as if looking at aliens, and exclaimed in some horror: "Who are you?" Turning his head to look at Wang Hengxiao next to him, he asked incoherently, "Steven, who is he?" Is it your friend? ”

Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Taylor, let's drive, don't take it here for too long, these people are not good people." ”

Wang Hengxiao looked at the dozen or so young people in front of him who were blocking the road and robbing and said in a low voice.

Taylor hurriedly started the car, and rushed out of the car with some excitement, but the dozen or so people in front of him reacted at this time and hurriedly stepped aside, the young man who shot looked at his pistol in disbelief, as if to confirm whether his pistol was real, whether there was a bullet missing, and several people ran over to pick up the bullet on the ground to make sure that the gun was not shot. …,

I can't believe it!

It was said on television that New York was destroyed by Superman, and that most of the dozens of Supermen died in the bombing, and more than a dozen escaped.

Don't!

Several people widened their eyes, suddenly screamed in shock, and then rode their motorcycles in one direction at the same time.

…………………………

Taylor held the steering wheel with trembling hands, his eyes were more focused on the rearview mirror, looking at the few people sitting quietly in the rearview mirror, as if everyone was a demon in the dark, ready to choose someone at any time, it seemed that Wang Hengxiao, who was sitting next to him, seemed to be a normal person.

However, can they be normal people?

"Steven......

Taylor's voice trembled, "Are you going to Los Angeles?" ”

Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Yes, Taylor, you don't have to be afraid, my friend won't, and he won't dare to hurt you, understand?" ”

Taylor nodded, and then didn't dare to speak.

In the darkness, the lights shone on the road, and it seemed very lonely, they had left the road, and walked on a road where there were not many people.

When it was time to enter Harrisburg, it was again met with an interception blockade.

It's the police, and some civilian clothes, and no soldiers.

However, one of the figures standing in it made Wang Hengxiao frown slightly.

Elena stood in front of the blockade in front of the blockade in the light, with her hands on her chest, staring coldly at every passing vehicle and at every stranger in her sight.

Taylor stopped in the car, and he had nowhere to put his fingers in fear, and he forgot to take out his driver's license and ID card.

"Miss, ID card."

A policeman asked, and she just came to the screening, and hurriedly took it out in a panic, not daring to look the policeman's eyes.

Such a performance is undoubtedly that there are no three hundred taels of silver here, and several policemen around are vigilantly surrounding, their hands touching their waists, and they are about to draw their guns at any time.

Taylor was even more frightened, afraid to speak, and kept his head down, as if waiting for the trial.

Elena came to the window of the passenger seat, and through the window, she whispered lightly: "I know it's you, come out." ”

The gray windows couldn't hide Elena's vision, and she could even feel Wang Hengxiao's familiar aura, almost without looking to find it.

Wang Hengxiao wanted to get out of the car window and said with a smile: "Dear Director Elena, I knew that you would keep your promise, but I didn't expect you to be so eager to see me, remember what you said?" ”

Elena's delicate body trembled slightly, and her cold ground face became a little colder, and she said lightly: "Of course I remember, so I didn't let people throw bombs on you now." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )