The next day

Huang Lingfeng dragged his tired body to wander around Shinjuku District, Tokyo, looking at the flow of people like a tide, feeling as if he had never been out, and there were social animals everywhere.

Fengxi is still preparing for the concert, Huang Lingfeng is naturally busy for a long time, after all, this kind of large-scale event is not to go to the hotel to open a room, get a room card, and call it two times to finish.

Since yesterday's assassination incident, Mu Tong and those bodyguards have greatly increased their vigilance, Huang Lingfeng has been busy for a while, and when he saw that there was nothing to do, he slipped out by himself.

Of course, he didn't come to wander around, but to find the assassin who had left his mark yesterday.

Although he believed that the spiritual power mark in the body of the Umegawa Natsuko yesterday was his own, he still planned to find it himself, just in case.

Feng Xi doesn't seem stupid, there is no need to protect anyone for the sake of the so-called "friendship", that is, there are other problems, or possibilities.

Huang Lingfeng walked down the street following the imprints of spiritual power that came and went from time to time, but what he was thinking in his head was...

Will you encounter someone who happens to be shooting AV? For example, what is the magic mirror car... Candid little JK or something?

With the eyesight and perception of the Level 3 Demon Envoy, he didn't find any "scene", which was damning.

Huang Lingfeng was walking along the spiritual power imprint, and suddenly became alert, and then saw two yellow-haired young men who were not dressed well greeted with bad looks.

The two approached, one left and one right, "blocking" the space for Huang Lingfeng to dodge, and then collided directly.

Huang Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, which reminded him of some passages in the middle two comics, but he didn't expect to really let him touch it? Does art come from life?

He didn't dodge, he didn't use spiritual power, he only heard two "poofs", and the two bad people staggered back, and then each looked fierce, surrounded him in the middle, and the "kula" and the like kept roaring.

Huang Lingfeng took out his mobile phone and saw a "It hurts, are you blind, bastard, do you walk without eyes, bastard, my clothes are so expensive, bastard, lose money bastard, otherwise..."

He glanced at the one on the left who roared the most fiercely, with a head of yellow hair that had turned into a cockscomb, and the crowd of people watching the excitement that gradually gathered around him, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he flew up.

"Poof"

Chickens fly and eggs are beaten.

In a very neon wail, Huang Mao covered his crotch, like a fish out of water, opened his mouth wide to the sky, "hiss~~~"

The other bad obviously didn't expect the current situation, in a panic he took out a walkie-talkie, roared, and not long after, he heard a commotion of the surrounding crowd and the footsteps of the "big army" coming.

Huang Lingfeng didn't move, he didn't want to run, he didn't want to retreat, he was still a little curious, whose orders these people were doing.

Coincidental? No, absolutely not.

Huang Lingfeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw a strong man nearly two meters tall walking menacingly in front of him with a group of bad men in black uniforms.

Messenger? Level 2?

He didn't panic at all, the current Great Wei is not advocating the same set of external Confucianism and internal law, relatively speaking, it is much more violent.

One way to do this is that in the surrounding areas, at least in East Asia and Southeast Asia, the Great Wei Demon Envoy has extrajudicial immunity, and no matter what he does, only the Great Wei has the right to judge.

Huang Lingfeng was just an ordinary person who had nothing to do, and he didn't kill anyone, and the Demon Suppression Division wouldn't even ask more.

As for those beautiful face projects, leave it to the neon government to do.

Huang Lingfeng looked at the strong man stopping in front of him, saying something arrogantly, and his heart was filled with impatience, "Speak Chinese, or, get out." ”

The strong man was stunned, looked at the rolling on the ground with his eggs, and the subordinates who fanned the flames, and said in Chinese that was not very fluent: "Are you a Great Wei person?" ”

Huang Lingfeng raised his eyes slightly, but did not answer, "Do you have something?" ”

The strong man touched his bald head, looked left and right, and said something to the previous two bad guys, and at the end of the "Baga" sound, he directly knocked the other one of the troublesome duo out.

Huang Lingfeng looked at the translation software that couldn't keep up with the speed of others, and secretly rolled his eyes, waste, waste.

After a while, the bald man will spread his hands, "There is indeed a problem with my subordinates in this matter." So 300,000, everyone treats it as nothing. ”

Huang Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, what is it? It seems that he is asking Lao Tzu for money?

Your subordinates are looking for death, and now you want me to give 300,000 yuan, as if nothing happened?

Huang Lingfeng looked at this level 2 magic envoy, the corners of his mouth rolled up with mockery, neon man, he is only interested in AV, as for the others...

"Are you a pen?"

The strong man was stunned for a moment, slapped his big hand on his head, and after a "snap", his face, which was originally Zhou Zheng, was instantly distorted.

"Da Wei people, my subordinates were injured, this injury was caused by you, I only asked you to pay some money, it has already given you Da Wei face, don't be embarrassed."

Huang Lingfeng looked at the level 2 demon envoy in front of him with some amusement, how can he say it? Worthy of a neon magician? The place is too small, and the cultural heritage is not deep enough, resulting in a bit of vision and pattern... low。

Just like the information found before, neon is rare to see even a level 3 magic envoy, let alone a level 3 or higher sanctuary level.

Thinking about it this way, the mentality of this bald man can also be understood, and the frog at the bottom of the well thinks that he is very awesome.

Huang Lingfeng raised his eyes to look at the strong man, and slowly spoke, "Who are you doing things for?" ”

The strong man's big slap was placed next to his ear in the shape of a trumpet, deliberately making a difficult appearance, "Huh? Da Wei people, what do you say? I can't hear clearly, take the money, take the money, get out. ”

Huang Lingfeng sighed secretly and grabbed the collar of his bald head, the big man was obviously very excited, and his eyes lit up when he saw it at this time.

"Hah! Idiot! The big neon law stipulates that whoever does it first is fully responsible! Look at how Lao Tzu is... Yes! Nani! ”

Huang Lingfeng covered the strong man's face with a fist, and then grabbed him by the collar and threw him up, and with a "boom", the thief pulled the solid cement floor and was smashed out of a hole by the big man.

There was a sudden burst of screams all around, some of the onlookers shouted loudly, and some of the big man's men panicked, in short, it was very lively.

Huang Lingfeng took a step back and was reasonable, he didn't like to beat someone lower than himself, he always felt a little... It's not a martial victory, but this bald head is really brainless.

First strike, last strike...

The big man was a man who resisted beating, and in the smoke and dust, a big hand suddenly stretched out and went straight to Huang Lingfeng's left leg.

Huang Lingfeng gave himself a "Wei Wu whip", and then raised his foot high, quickly and accurately trampled the big man's hand under his feet.

After only listening to a few "clicks", the world around him was quiet, and Dahan no longer struggled, but...

His face was flushed and he fainted.

police station

Huang Lingfeng crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the four neon policemen opposite, and sitting next to him was the unconvinced, fierce-eyed Mitarai Xiongtai, who was the bald man with a height of two meters.

The policewoman with short hair on the other side looked very dissatisfied, looking at one or two old policemen with gray temples and Mediterranean hairstyle, Tsunado Koji, constantly whispering something in neon language.

"Director, how can we explain to the people in this way, he is a native of the Great Wei, how can we let foreigners bully the people in our own land, and so... Respectful. It's just..."

Xiao Er maintained a flattering smile on his face, respectfully handed over Huang Lingfeng's ID with both hands, and then said quietly: "Baga! Do you know who is on the other side? ”

"It's an emissary! Level 3 Emissary! Did you know that there are only a few level 3 magic envoys in the Great Neon Empire? Do you know how many Sacred Domain Order Demon Envoys there are in Great Wei? ”

"According to you, what do you want? Give the people an ethereal dignity and let the Great Neon Empire perish? Immature! ”

Huang Lingfeng put away the documents, looked at the Chinese on the translation software, and sneered in his heart, don't let me take power, otherwise... Neon can only be a large red light district.

He smiled and looked up at Koji, "Since it's a misunderstanding, then you can go." I still have something to ask about this... Xiong too. ”

Xiao Er smiled all over his face, and quickly pushed the policewoman on the side, and bowed down with a few of his subordinates to retreat, as if they were not in the Neon Territory, but in the Great Wei Territory.

Huang Lingfeng looked at Mrs. Xiong, who obviously didn't look very good, and smiled, "Now let's talk about it, who are you doing things for?" ”

Mrs. Xiong patted her bald head, looking unconvinced, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

Huang Lingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly lost his temper, and the [Seven Star Knife] jumped into his palm, and the cold light was a little bit.

Mrs. Xiong snorted, and wanted to get up and run away, but his hands were leaned against the railing under the table by a pair of special handcuffs, and he couldn't run at all.

Xiong was so anxious that his face was flushed and he scolded.

"Damn, you damn bastards, you sit back and watch foreigners bully your fellow citizens, I curse you, I curse... Don't come here! I don't know anything! ”

Huang Lingfeng didn't believe it, he was looking for the previous assassin along the spiritual power mark, and suddenly a few gangsters appeared, which not only affected his process of finding the assassin, but also almost cut off the sense between him and the mark.

To say that this bear doesn't know anything... It's stupid.

Huang Lingfeng looked at Mrs. Xiong, who was dragging the handcuffs, trying her best to stay away from him, and he didn't know where he scared him like this, wasn't it just a broken arm?

Such a big person, who looks so fierce, can't he be a gentleman?

Seeing that Xiong Tai had no way to retreat, Huang Lingfeng carried the [Seven Star Knife] Throwing Knife Flower, and then asked, "I don't care what you know, I'll only tell you one thing." ”

"I don't want to open your brain to find it yourself, so it's best before my patience wears off..."

Mrs. Xiong scolded the neon police station at the top of her throat, curling in the corner while scolding, seeing that Huang Lingfeng was getting closer and closer, there was not even a sound outside this small room, he didn't understand anything.

In the face of the so-called "national relations" and the lives of the people, the police department chose the former.

Huang Lingfeng stood in front of Mrs. Xiong, and when he saw him raise his head a little, he smiled, "Come on, you know what to say, otherwise..."

Mrs. Xiong wailed, and a big strong man was like a crying girl, "Tell me, I say, I'll tell you everything I know." ”