"You're lying." Ling Chen suddenly grabbed his neck.

The mysterious man couldn't move, he was grabbed by the neck again, and he didn't even have the strength to break free.

Ling Chen's strength was amazing.

The mysterious man's eyes told Ling Chen that he was lying.

"If you don't tell the truth, your neck will break." Ling Chen struggled to grab it, and the mysterious man's face turned red and he almost lost his breath.

"I ...... I, I say! The mysterious man grabbed Ling Chen's hand on his neck with both hands, his tongue began to stretch, and breathing gradually became difficult.

Ling Chen threw him to the ground, and the mysterious man breathed heavily.

Ling Chen believed that this time he was going to be honest.

Stephen next to him was so frightened that his legs were weak, his heart was hairy, if his hand was on his neck just now, he would have died.

"Say it." Ling Chen lowered his head and played with his fingers, but James Luna next to him hadn't woken up yet.

At this time, the music in the bar suddenly stopped abruptly, and time seemed to stand still.

Outside instantly became quiet.

"The people of the angels of hell are coming."

I don't know who shouted in panic, and as the shout fell, everything became quiet.

The DJ who shouted microphone had his eyes wide open.

Everyone kept moving in their hands, not daring to move another step.

Dozens of people suddenly walked over here with a menacing momentum and went straight to the private room where the mysterious man was.

The owner of the bar saw the Hellangels appear in large numbers, and was so frightened that he turned off all the music and turned on all the lights, and the whole bar became brightly lit.

The crowd took the initiative to get out of the way and let this group of hell angels pass.

The man at the head was 1.8 meters tall, wearing a pair of black shiny leather shoes, and on his neck, there was a tattoo of an angel, this angel spread his wings.

This tattoo is particularly conspicuous, and everyone knows that all the core personnel of the Angels of Hell will have an angel tattoo on their necks.

It seems that the man at the head of the group is not low in the status of the angels of hell.

Sensing the anomaly outside, Stephen quickly understood what was going on and immediately rushed outside.

When he saw James Odin coming with a group of people, Stephen breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he said with an aggrieved face: "Mr. James Odin, you are here." ”

Fortunately, the mysterious man had just delayed a little time to create conditions for James Odin's arrival.

Stephen has confirmed that James Odin is the person of the Angels of Hell, no wonder the Grand Hotel has developed into today's pattern, and there must be something to do with the Angels of Hell.

"Where's the eldest lady?" James Odin looked at Stephen with a forced expression.

This pus, even the eldest lady can't look at it, James Odin thinks he has a rice bucket.

"Inside, though, things have changed." Stephen pointed to the inside of the private room, then walked in front and took the initiative to lead the way.

James Odin didn't look at Stephen, he walked straight inside, hugged back and forth, and brought thirty-four people at once, which was very big.

It seems that he is determined to take his daughter back to get married today.

Inside the bar, James Odin found the mysterious man in a mess, and James Luna was unconscious, supported by a strange Chinese man.

There are more Chinese people in New York, and it is normal for there to be Chinese people in the bar.

"Bruce, what's going on?" James Odin seemed to see the mysterious man injured, and frowned slightly.

The mysterious man's name is Bruce, and he was raised by James Odin single-handedly, so to speak, a dog he raised.

In New York, there are very few people who can get Bruce injured.

James Luna fled, Stephen and a dozen bodyguards were injured, and he deliberately asked Bruce to rush over, but he didn't expect that even Bruce was injured.

But to his relief, his daughter is still here, otherwise he would be furious.

"Bruce?" Stephen finally learns the name of the mysterious man.

He turned out to be that Bruce, which made Stephen's heart shudder.

Ten years ago, one of Bruce's relatives was killed, and Bruce single-handedly shot all the enemies, more than a dozen people, all of whom shot the head.

This was absolutely explosive news at the time, but I didn't expect him to be Bruce.

No wonder he wears a hat all the time, so he doesn't want people to find out his true face.

It's a pity that Ling Chen, a Chinese man, must not know who Bruce is.

Bruce climbed to the feet of James Odin and said with an embarrassed face: "I did it, he did it." ”

"He wounded us." Stephen pointed at Ling Chen, "He was the one who prevented us from taking the eldest lady." ”

Ling Chen and James Odin looked at each other, he was afraid that he was the superior of that Bruce.

It seems that he should be the central character of the Angels of Hell.

Ling Chen's fists were clenched, dozens of people, completely blocking him in the bar, and a fierce battle was inevitable for a while.

"Give me a reason." James Odin had a cold face, looked at Ling Chen and said angrily.

"What I'm going to do, why do I have to give you a reason." Ling Chen didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

"Very good, not very old, but the tone is quite big, I will show you how much you regret offending me."

After James Odin finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the private room.

Stephen and Bruce followed closely behind him.

Then dozens of subordinates glared angrily at Ling Chen, and the door of the private room was tightly closed by dozens of subordinates, and then blocked from the inside.

Outside the private room, the owner of the bar walked up to James Odin, and then said in a low voice: "I didn't know that Mr. James Odin's arrival, all the drinks in this store are open to you for free." ”

"Yes, turn on the music, business is going on." James Odin commanded.

"Yes." The owner of the bar asked the DJ, musicians, and gaffers to set up the lights and turn on the music.

The bar was lively again, dancing and partying as if nothing had happened.

James Odin couldn't help it, twisting his body and waving his hands.

Stephen and Bruce are by their side, and the music gets louder and louder, completely pushing the night to a climax.

In the private room, the sound of ping-pong kept coming out, and the people inside had already moved their hands.

Dozens of people, Ling Chen couldn't resist even if he was iron, at least that's what James Odin thought.

"He's going to be crippled." Stephen couldn't be more proud.

"No, let's die." James Odin said lightly.

Dozens of people beating up one person, and there is still life?

You don't have to think about it to know what the result is.

When James Odin said this, it was so relaxed, as if he was saying have you eaten.

Stephen and Bruce knew that he had the qualifications and the qualities.

Because only Bruce knows that James Odin is one of the twelve protectors of the angels of hell!

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