Living in Brooklyn, the Chinese have always swallowed their anger and should pay a lot of protection fees, and Li Bo's Chinese medicine shop has almost never been blocked because of its reasonable fees and indispensable, and today is really the first time in the world.

Looking at it again, the few who came were all black men from the Ladal Automobile Transport Company, and they were menacing, although they were bare-handed, they were all tall and broad, with a full face and meat, which was very scary.

Lin Baoxiang stood up and asked, "What's wrong?" Miller, what's going on?"

Miller, the nephew of the owner of the Ladal Motor, was two meters tall, with knotted muscles, a dark face like a Shura, a shaved head, tattoos on his arms, and a bright red sun flag on his right shoulder.

This kind of person is not easy to get along with at first glance.

Sure enough, Miller showed his fist the size of a bowl and grinned: "I tell you, don't get involved in the affairs of our Radal and Tangning, otherwise don't blame the black master's fist for not recognizing you!"

"Yes, yes!"

Lin Baoxiang glared at Mu Qingcheng fiercely, and just nodded his head, Li Bo had waved his hand to stop him: "We are doctors, and it is natural for doctors to treat diseases and save people, and we don't ask about the dispute between Radal and Tangning, but if a patient comes to the door, we must treat it." ”

"That's not allowed, all Downing's people, from today onwards, not a single one is allowed!" Miller said viciously.

"I'm sorry, we can't!" Liberty shook his head.

"You old fellow, it seems that I don't give you a little power, you don't know who your black master is!" another black man rushed out and scolded and rushed into the store.

"Don't don't, don't!" Li Qiuyan didn't dare to let the black man enter the store, so he dared to stop him, and then pointed at Mu Qingcheng: "Why don't you stand up for the trouble you caused?"

"You kid?" Miller also looked at Mu Qingcheng with a little puzzlement.

Mu Qingcheng knew that Li Qiuyan was framing him, but he didn't want Li Bo to make a mistake, so he stepped forward and said lightly: "I saved the person." ”

"You?" Miller sneered: "Who made you troublesome, kneel down, kowtow to your black master and apologize, and promise never to do it again in the future, and the black master will spare you!"

In front of it is Chinatown, which is a gathering place for the lower class Chinese in New York, and you can see the Chinese all day long, and the Ladal Transportation Company has a history of nearly ten years.

In his mind, Mu Qingcheng was less than one meter eight tall, thin, and it was difficult to say whether he was one hundred and fifty pounds, and he was two meters tall, weighed five hundred pounds, and his arms were thicker than that kid's legs, which scared him to death.

There was also a group of brothers behind him, all of whom were tall and tall.

Kneeling and kowtowing is the biggest humiliation for the Chinese, he is here to Liwei today, kill the chicken and show it to Tang Ning Transport, obediently get out!

"Oh~~"

The black man behind waved his arms and screamed strangely, scaring Mu Qingcheng.

Lin Baoxiang and Li Qiuyan exchanged a secret look, and each was full of color.

Li Bo is anxious and angry, the matter has come to this point, and he doesn't know what to do, after all, the police force in this area is weak, even if he calls the police, the police will not come in an hour, and he is also old, and he is powerless.

Just let Mu Qingcheng kneel, he couldn't bear to watch Mu Qingcheng be humiliated.

At this time, Mu Qingcheng said lightly: "You are not worthy!"

"Look for death!"

A black man rushed over with a fist swing.

Before today, Mu Qingcheng had never touched anyone, and the most correct choice was to hold his head and squat on the ground, protect the vital points, and fight other parts, and at this moment, his heart was fearless, and the demon yuan all over his body flowed on his own.

In the eyes of others, the black man rushed in like a whirlwind, but in his eyes, it was extremely slow, the shelves were loose, and there were flaws everywhere.

"It's good to come!"

Although Mu Qingcheng had no experience in dealing with people, he had a calm and calm state of mind, and when he stepped to the side, he turned around, and kicked heavily on the black man's knee!

"Boom!"

The black man fell to his knees on the floor and yelled in pain.

This is an African native language, Mu Qingcheng can't understand it, but he doesn't care.

"Get out!"

Mu Qingcheng kicked out again like an electric kick, and this kick hit the jaw!

"Hmm!"

The black man's head slammed, and his body flew out and rolled down the steps!

"Huaxia Kung Fu?"

Miller glanced at the black man dissatisfied, then twisted his neck, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Mu Qingcheng's eyes with a wild light.

"Miller, teach him a lesson, take him off the neck!"

"Boy, I'm afraid you don't know, Miller is a famous boxer in New York, and he has played black boxing for a while, and has won 100 consecutive fights.

The black man below shouted, and Miller hooked his fingers like a shirt.

For these words, Mu Qingcheng does not believe it, boxers and black boxing have no necessary connection, behind the black boxing match, there are big bosses to make the bank, usually will not allow a person to win in a row, because winning a streak not only has to pay a huge amount of appearance fees, the risk of going out is also very large, in case you offend a big person, it is worth the loss, and with the rapid development of science and technology, the difficulty of getting out of the old man is also increasing.

Overall, it's hard for a fighter to win ten fights in a row, let alone a hundred in a row!

Even if for some purpose, he really won 100 games in a row, and Miller had already become a billionaire, so how could he bother to hide in the back alleys of Chinatown and grab business with a Chinese transportation company?

However, Mu Qingcheng didn't dare to despise it, even if Miller had only fought one black boxing, he had seen blood, and it was not the same level as the black man just now, so he said coldly: "I can't represent Huaxia Kung Fu, but I am enough to teach you a lesson." ”

"Qingcheng!" Li Bo called worriedly.

"Li Bo, don't get in the way!" Mu Qingcheng nodded to Li Bo and walked out.

Li Bo had to stare at Lin Baoxiang and his wife fiercely!

The couple was submissive, bowing their heads silently, but the excitement in their eyes was almost impossible to hide.

Outside the pharmacy is a three-way intersection, with alleys at both ends, a few meters wide, and the other end leading to Chinatown, a little wider, about ten meters, and the place is still sufficient, surrounded by neighbors from afar.

Mu Qingcheng had just stood still, and Tang Ning hurried over with someone.

"Miller, what are you doing, kind of coming at us!" Downing shouted angrily.

Mu Qingcheng waved his hand: "Mr. Tang, it's none of your business, I just want to learn Miller's skills and see how powerful the black boxer who has won a hundred games in a row is!"

A neighbor said: "Mr. Tang, Qingcheng is a master, he kicked that guy away with just one kick, you see, he is still sleeping on the ground!"

"Oh?"

Tang Ning and the others looked at Mu Qingcheng with suspicious eyes, but they were not in a hurry to persuade them.

"Boy, I want to die Hei Ye to fulfill you!"

Miller was not polite, put on a boxing stance, and slammed a straight punch through.

This punch, tiger and tiger, the speed is extremely fast, containing a strong explosive power, Mu Qingcheng only looked at it, and knew that even if Miller had never fought black boxing, he must have practiced regular boxing, coupled with that terrifying power, with the demon yuan he had just cultivated, it was almost impossible to catch it, and he could only dodge.

Mu Qingcheng's soles slipped and moved out of the way.

Miller smiled coldly, followed by a swing punch, he was two meters tall and his arms were very long, Mu Qingcheng couldn't dodge anymore, he could only barely meet it with an elbow!

"Bang!"

With a punch, Miller didn't shake at all, Mu Qingcheng took a few steps back, and his arm was like being hit by a hammer, painful and numb!