Bruce walked around the corner, his wide trench coat supported by his muscular body, looking slender and maverick, and he carried a civilization stick in his hand, which was popular in this year, and Bruce took one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but he likes some crutches with Chinese civilization more, like what kind of dragon head crutches and the like.

The Manhattan area has started to build some new projects, this is Bruce's industry is starting, not only his project, but also said to have been sold to a businessman, to build an industrial park, to be honest, buy land in Manhattan to build an industrial park, this is also a strange person.

Bruce had dinner at a restaurant just now, and at this time he went to drive his own car, to be honest, he couldn't get used to driving classic cars, so his cars were all special supplies from Ford, which belonged to the kind of concept version of things, what later generations of Ferrari, Lamborghini, Chevrolet, and Brady Veyron and the like, Bruce copied a lot of appearance, of course, Ford's Aston Martin, and Maserati, a model known as the queen of sports cars.

Of course, most of these companies have not yet been established, and even earlier, such as Maserati, was founded in 1914 and is now producing classic cars.

So Bruce didn't feel the slightest bit guilty! directly copied countless body design drawings, which made Ford rely on him even more, not only became the chief designer, but even increased his stake by two percent.

This time, Bruce drove a Porsche, which was quite eye-catching. It's like now when he sees a group of people around his car, pointing and pointing.

But when he was about to go to the drive, he heard a burst of angry scolding: "You yellow-skinned monkey, remember, if I don't see the money tonight, then your little daughter will have to work in my restaurant to pay off the debt!" ”

"Boss, please, I really don't have any money! My daughter is still young! Another voice pleaded, but to no avail.

"Little ...... It's just small! Don't try to run away, one of my buddies is doing well in Manhattan, he'll keep an eye on you for me, and if you don't want to see the sun tomorrow, you can try ......"

"Who are you...... Stay back! Boy, this is private territory! Bruce frowned slightly when he heard the words yellowskin, and then turned directly into the alley.

But as soon as he got to the alley, the two white guys who were in charge of letting off the wind stepped forward to stop him! This made Bruce even more unhappy. Without listening to the shouts of the two guys, he walked briskly towards the alley.

"Boy, you brought it on yourself!" Two tall white men rushed over and swung their fists at Bruce.

"Look for death!" Bruce was furious, he had a good cultivation over the years, but he would never tolerate anything that touched the bottom line of his heart! Just like those two words he heard at this point!

"Boy, I don't know what to do!" A fat white man walked out of the alley, his body huge like a round ball. But wearing a suit, he looks like a successful capitalist. When he saw Bruce, he immediately shouted: "Come on, someone is making trouble here!" ”

"It's coming! Someone dares to come and make trouble, brothers, copy guys! The voice of a group of people came from a restaurant across the street, and a group of people rushed out.

Bruce turned to one side, dodged the fist of a guy who rushed over, and then reached out and grabbed his wrist directly, twisting it directly!

There was a crisp "click", as if a lettuce had been broken, and the man's arm was folded in half, followed by a miserable howl.

"Ah......h

"Call me...... Kill me! The fat boss shouted, "Whoever plays well, give him five hundred dollars!" ”

This shows how low the status of the Chinese is: a white man has five hundred dollars for beating a person, and a Chinese person has only five dollars for a day's work.

"You people are blatantly racist, this is a crime!" Bruce said, not caring about being surrounded by a large crowd.

"Crime? NONONO…… We're not sinning, and when did we discriminate? There are no blacks here! And man, you should worry about your own safety first! You're very good at fighting, but I'm a lot of people! The fat man said with a smile.

"In that case, then let me give a voice to these yellow people who have received your actual name, remember that my name is Bruce? Wayne! After Bruce finished speaking, he directly lifted the hem of his trench coat, and then with a flying kick, he borrowed force on the wall, and the whole person swirled three hundred and sixty degrees in mid-air, continuously kicking out sharp big feet, and kicking towards the bodies of those who surrounded him.

With each step, he kicked a person away, even a bunch of people behind him. After a circle, only Bruce and the fat man were still standing, and the surrounding group of people with sticks in their hands were all lying down.

"It can't be!" The fat man was a little panicked!

"Nothing is impossible, remember, I speak for these Chinese, you wait for my lawyer's summons! There is also the restaurant opposite yours, and from now on, Bat Manor and Bat Manor's partners will no longer cooperate with your restaurant! Bruce said, and walked into the alley.

In the alley, a yellow man squatted on the edge of the alley, the puddle in front of him was already stained red with blood, and drops of blood were still falling between the fingers of his hands.

"Brother, rub!" Bruce pulled a tissue from the pocket of his trench coat and handed it over, speaking in his native language that he hadn't spoken in years but had never forgotten.

"Thank you!" Huang Hansheng subconsciously replied in Chinese, and then took the tissue, only to find that it was a white man standing beside him.

"Sir, you can speak Chinese!" Huang Hansheng said in surprise that it was the first time he had seen Crooked Guoren speaking Chinese abroad. And it's so well said.

"Don't call me sir, just call me brother! In your country, Mr. is an honorific title, and only teachers can be called Mr., isn't it? Bruce said.

"You know so much! You're the best Mandarin-speaking foreigner I've ever met! Huang Hansheng replied.

"I've always liked that country, the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, the Dunhuang Grottoes, the West Lake, so many things, I like them all!" Bruce said this, he wanted to go to the Huaxia of this world to see, but now seems to be the time, this period is still not very easy for foreigners in that country, and the Huaxia people who have suffered losses are not without resentment.