Jin Yuan has been gone for several days. Liu Feng, who had nothing to do every day, occasionally played cards with the four bitches to practice his poker skills. Finally, he got bored and asked the Asian branch to airlift a Tibetan Mastiff.

Come here, that's a bad habit he developed in the orphanage when he was a child - walking the dog

Wearing informal gray casual clothes, Liu Feng was followed by a very majestic purebred Tibetan Mastiff. Passers-by walked away from Liu Feng one after another. Although the Tibetan Mastiff did not show its teeth and claws, it was still terrifying enough in New York, USA.

Publicly 'walking the dog' on the highway, this is probably Liu Feng's first!

No, before he even got far out of his house, a uniformed policeman had already stopped him.

"I'm sorry, sir, your pet seems too..." The policeman, who didn't seem to know how to describe it, smiled awkwardly and continued: "A bit more powerful!" The policeman deliberately added the emphasis on "powerful": "

Can you show me your dog walking certificate?”

Liu Feng burst into laughter, pointed at the well-behaved Tibetan Mastiff and said: "It seems that your great United States has not certified Tibetan Mastiffs yet! Look at how well-behaved my Tibetan Mastiff is, even more well-behaved than a dog. Don't worry."

"Sir, are you Korean or Japanese?" the policeman asked Liu Feng politely.

Squatting down and stroking the golden hair of the Tibetan Mastiff, Liu Feng deliberately made it make a face at the police and said casually: "Chinese, I have Chinese nationality, of course if the nationality still exists."

"I'm sorry, I have to take your Tibetan Mastiff away. If necessary, I will kill it on the spot." The policeman who turned around faster than flipping a book kicked the lion with his foot and quickly drew his gun: "Sir, please stay away.

, to avoid accidental injury.”

Liu Feng grabbed the policeman's feet, turned around and looked at him with cold eyes: "Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"Yes, sir, you *** should not have any rights in the United States. Please let go of your hands now, otherwise I will accuse you of attempting to assault the police and blackmail you." The policeman tried hard to pull his foot back, but was helpless.

He found that that handsome-looking palm was clamped on his foot like an iron plier, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it back.

A pair of silver eyes flashed with a very fine silver light, and Liu Feng suddenly laughed and let go of his legs: "I hope you don't regret what you said today."

"Do I regret it? The U.S. government will guarantee my rights, but you Chinese, I'm sorry to tell you, have no rights." The policeman pointed his gun at the Tibetan mastiff and shouted, "Beast, follow me back to the police station."

Liu Feng rubbed the Tibetan Mastiff's head with his hands and said, "Follow him, good boy! I will find you soon." The Tibetan Mastiff, who seemed dissatisfied with the name, barked at Liu Feng twice, and was finally photographed by Liu Feng.

Feng's Yinwei followed the police obediently.

Liu Feng, who was in a good mood, was completely ruined. He was very unhappy. He went into a pet shop, bought some meat for Tibetan mastiffs, returned to the road, and said to the temporary housekeeper who had been hiding behind him:

"Call all the gang bosses in this area and call those high-ranking police chiefs. Tell me that I'm very unhappy and the consequences will be serious. I'm going to collect the body of that kid."

"As you wish, sir," a sinister voice came from behind Liu Feng. In just ten minutes, a group of gangsters riding motorcycles with colorfully dyed hair had already arrived beside Liu Feng. These were the first to arrive.

The younger brother, the real gang leader hasn’t arrived yet

Liu Feng, who was sitting casually on the trash can, smoking a cigarette carelessly, said to the housekeeper behind him with dissatisfaction: "Speed, the speed I want, tell me what the big guys are saying, if they can't do it in three minutes

If you get here within a few seconds, then just wait and get fucked! Fuck”

The butler disappeared quickly. At the same time as the butler disappeared, the four bitches holding machetes in their hands and marijuana in their mouths arrived at the sports car and made an extremely gorgeous tail flick. They stopped in front of Liu Feng and Dongyin opened the door directly.

Kicked away, he put the huge and scary snow-white saber on his shoulder, holding the marijuana in his mouth, and opened and closed his mouth: "Damn it, who has had enough of a fucking life, and you actually put the boss's

'You paid it, you just don't look down on us guys."

Liu Feng laughed a little proudly. He regained the shameless feeling of the past. He rubbed his hands and punched a few times in the air. Only the afterimages and the whistling of the wind were seen. The group of people riding motorcycles were suddenly shocked.

Human gangsters, who had never seen such magical skills, immediately screamed in shock. There were even a few gangsters who had their noses pierced. They roared from behind: "Kung Fu, Bruce Lee, my idol."

Liu Feng was overjoyed. Just when he was about to put on a show, three luxury cars rushed over at a very high speed. Before the car could stop, three men, who were all fleshy and as fat as balls, rolled out of the car.

After getting down, he rolled and crawled in front of Liu Feng. The bodyguards jumped out of the car and pushed the gangsters away to make way for them to pass.

The three of them hugged Liu Feng's thighs and shouted with a voice that was even worse than that of a drake: "Sir, you have a lot of people. We really didn't mean to be late. It was really the traffic jam."

Liu Feng looked at his watch: "Exactly three minutes, no more, no less, you are fine." Liu Feng looked behind him and said to the butler who suddenly appeared: "I remember there are more than just a few bosses here, where are the people?"

"They won't arrive in three minutes, and I have already executed them on the spot." The temporary butler responded tepidly. Seeing the butler appearing behind Liu Feng, the three of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Suddenly, they felt that Liu Feng's trouser legs were hotter than hot potatoes.

It was still hot, so he quickly let go, took two steps back, pointed at the butler with an evil smile on his face and said, "This... this is the devil. I saw him execute the 'bastard' with his own hands."

The temporary butler showed an evil smile, took off the white gloves that were still dripping with blood, threw them on the ground, and said elegantly: "Well, you are right, to some disobedient little kids, I am the devil and you

The adult I hugged just now is my master."

Liu Feng kicked the trash can and shouted loudly: "Shenjing, today we are going to the police station to make trouble. Damn, you dare to play racial discrimination. I am very unhappy. I used to be Chinese, and now I am still a motherfucker."

"Chinese, you Americans and British people, don't you want to mess with me?" Liu Feng's words were true and majestic, and somewhat reproduced the funny style of the past.

Including the three dark bosses who were almost scared out of their wits, hundreds of people raised their right hands and shouted crazily: "Follow, you can make money by working with the boss."

Liu Feng nodded his head with satisfaction and hummed contentedly: "Then now, come with me and fight to the police station and snatch my 'darling' back, damn it."

With the sound of "chichi" brakes, dozens of buses stopped on this road. Liu Feng took the lead and got in. The four bitches followed closely behind, and the group of people marched toward the police station in a mighty manner.

Xi Jian, who loves to make trouble, did not forget to call the radio station and ask them to take people to the police station, saying that there was big news there. As the radio station of the peripheral organization of the Dark Parliament, naturally it immediately sent out front-line reporters

Dozens of buses lined up and stopped at the door of the police station. Hundreds of people jumped out of them. Liu Feng did not hesitate, took the high-decibel speaker from others, and shouted loudly: "The United States is a country."

Damn authoritarian country, damn it, it still engages in racial discrimination just because I am Chinese, so my good boy was confiscated, wuwu, I wonder if I am being blamed now?" Liu Feng felt very unhappy.

, kicked the unlucky gang boss, and saw the fat man yelling wildly, and threw himself forward for more than ten meters, falling to the ground with no idea of ​​life or death. Liu Feng threw the high-decibel speaker on the ground, and crushed it to pieces with his feet.

Using a voice not much lower than a high-decibel speaker, he shouted: "I am very, very unhappy now. If you don't give me an explanation, I will overthrow this police station today." Liu Feng turned his head behind him and said fiercely:

"Call me people, call people, the more the better. Whoever finds the most people, I will give him 100 million US dollars and send him three right-hand assistants."

There must be a brave man under a heavy reward, so amidst the commotion of the crowd, more and more people gathered at the door of the police station

The police chief opened the curtains and looked at the growing crowd. He said angrily to the policeman behind him: "Oko, Martin, look at the good things you have done. Didn't you say he has no background? Look at it."

The crowd below has completely blocked the entire police station." The police chief sat back on his office chair and snorted coldly: "What do you think we should do now? Even the top has spread the word that this person will be severely punished.

The person who caused the incident, I really can’t help you this time.”

Oko Martin raised his head, looked at the police chief, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, please help me one more time! I thought he was just an ordinary Chinese, but I didn't expect his background to be so powerful. I was wrong.

Now, please help me one last time! Please, uncle."

The police chief sighed and said in a tone of disdain: "Why are you so unsatisfied? If it weren't for the fact that you are my nephew, I wouldn't bother to deal with your problem. I would help you."

Done, but you have to apologize to the Chinese person."

"How can I apologize to a yellow man, uncle, I can't do it." The angry police chief stood up, slapped Ouko; Martin, and said sternly: "Why don't you wake up and mess with such a big shot?"
Chapter completed!