The rose-colored sunset spreads down the sky, bringing a bit of stuffiness.

Roger's face is light and handsome. His thin shirt looks slightly messy and sticks to his tall body. His shoulders are wide and thick, like a mountain, and he can bear all responsibilities.

At the tip of the knife, he took the knife out of the long spear martial arts hall, turned around and left the sight of the Song couple. His figure was like stepping into the sunset, entering the sunset, and his figure disappeared, leaving only ripples in the air.

"I'm dazzled?"

Some passers-by stared at each other.

Just now, he saw a man with extraordinary temperament, unparalleled handsomeness, messy black hair, and a pair of eyes that looked like stars, appearing with a knife.

But suddenly, he seemed to step into the air, and the rosy sunset glow was like rippling water waves, and then he disappeared.

He rubbed his eyes hard, and it hurt so much that it was so painful that he opened his eyes to look.

When he saw the thick back of a slightly messy white shirt holding a black Tang Hengdao, the back was cold and cold, and his footsteps disappeared in an instant. In a blink of an eye, he had already crossed dozens of meters. He stared at Roger's back in confusion, and suddenly, his face turned pale.

The back of the knife suddenly disappeared again. When it appeared, the next second, it was on the corner of the street, with a silent and fast pace, as if the ghosts and strangers appeared and disappeared in the movie.

"Ghost!!!"

The passerby screamed strangely, his face turned pale, his sweat was sore and his whole body was frightened. He ran away in panic.

When he walked to the point where there was a camera, Roger's spiritual power was spread all over his body, and almost every spiritual power particle was clearly perceived by him, controlling arrangement, rotation, and refracting light.

“It’s a bit difficult.”

Roger frowned slightly, his whole body covered with spiritual power, refracted light, and invisible from other people's sight, was not as easy as he imagined.

The formation of sunset is due to the scattering effect of air on light. When sunlight enters the atmosphere, it encounters atmospheric molecules and particles suspended in the atmosphere, scattering will occur. These atmospheric molecules and particles themselves will not emit light, but because they scatter sunlight, each atmospheric molecule forms a scattering light source.

Using spiritual power to make yourself invisible, you need to refract light sources. The light sources that you need to control the refraction of spiritual power will become more complex with the environment, your actions, atmosphere, dust, moisture, temperature changes, etc., which is a very delicate and you must always pay attention to the surrounding technical activities.

Very exhausting.

"It seems that there is still a need for in-depth research."

Invisible in the hot crowd after get off work, Roger frowned slightly and raised his eyes. His slightly narrowed eyes seemed to see through the busy crowd after work and the Chinese-style buildings in Chinatown from afar, and sensed the spiritual power on Ahhab's body paused.

His invisible figure accelerated, and in the hot environment, a constant stream of doubts emerged.

Ahab, he has already rushed back to the Tomahawk Gang base.

"waste!"

The top floor of the Rose Strip Hall is dark, the boss of the Tomahawk Gang is two meters tall, with a tall and strong body as dark as a bear. He comes from the Sahel region of Africa, where black people have thick noses and small lips, usually long skull-shaped skin color.

Ahab is a typical black man, his boss, Amir, is the same. He is very majestic. He is wearing a vest and his pectoralis muscles are raised. The exposed arm muscles are tied, dark and shiny. In this room, it is extremely strongly pressing.

Bang!

Amir couldn't help it, his pectoral muscles were undulating, and his anger suddenly exploded. He slapped Ahbu, who looked terrified, and slapped him over with a slap.

"waste!"

"I'll ask you to collect a martial arts hall. Five brothers were killed with knives. You broke your hand and crawled back like a dog!"

Amir was like an angrily bear roaring and roaring. His anger echoed throughout the room, and several gang backbones around him were silent.

Six people were holding guns, but were chopped by others with knives!

In the room, the thick and angry breathing sounded like an old cow jet, and Amir's chest muscle was about to explode.

If Ahhab wasn't the brother who had been following him from Africa to fight gangs, he really wanted to bury this timid guy into a gasoline barrel, pour it into cement, and sink it into the Atlantic Ocean.

"He wants to come to avenge his father. Amir, ask all the gunmen to take action, prepare all the gunmen, shoot him to death! Shoot him to death! Shoot him into a hornet's nest!"

Ahabu was covered in blood, half of his face was swollen, Yu Yu's remaining face turned pale, ferocious and crazy. The remaining left hand waved vigorously, and blood oozed out of the right arm.

"It's like killing his father!"

The scene was at his feet, and the blazing blood sprayed onto his body of fear, which lingered, scaring Ahhabu's courage. His eyes were deeply hated for cruelty and his face was distorted.

Amir's face fell down with anger. Ahhab looked so embarrassed that he was extremely embarrassed.

Nothing is good at doing, but eating, drinking, gambling is the best!

It’s just that you can get a martial arts hall that has no ability to resist, and you can imagine the degree of waste.

"Take him down."

Amir resisted the desire to kill Ahab and ordered his men to drag him out.

When dragging it out, Ahhab kept struggling with a fierce look, making a frightened sound that he must kill Rogge, ask for more people and more guns, be careful that he will be quick, and can avoid bullets and other crazy talks.

Amir was calm and his forehead was full of veins.

After Ahhbu was pulled away and could not hear the sound, a confidant stepped forward and frowned and said, "Amir, let's take it slow."

Recently, the Tomahawk Gang has caused too much trouble. Roger, who targeted the Long Gun Martial Arts Hall, humiliated female students and shot the Long Gun Martial Arts Hall to death, has already caused reactions from some police stations and various gangs in Chinatown.

Too unscrupulous, I am afraid that the Tomahawk Gang will be besieged.

"Sun? Nig, do you want us to stop?"

"How can we stop?"

"The Skeleton Gang is our backer, so you don't have to be afraid of any gang in Chinatown."

"I don't want to be made into specimens by the Skeleton Gang."

When the members in the room saw Amir's face look better, they opened their mouths to discuss.

What a joke.

The Skeleton Gang is almost the strongest gang in the Metropolis, with its powers spread across New Jersey, Delaware, and Maryland. It has branches in many cities. The boss Atomic Skeleton and even Superman have been unable to deal with him many times, but he can't do anything about it. If he has such a backer, can he still need to be relieved?

"No, we have already used enough violence. There is no need to perform violence next. As long as we put some pressure on the Long Gun Martial Arts Hall, they will naturally present the martial arts hall because of fear." Nig shook his head and said.

Some members do not agree very much and do not give them some good things to see, so they will not be afraid and resist.

Look, didn’t Ahab just take people over and get chopped up?

Some members also agreed with Nig's words.

Discussions abound.

Finally, a rather indifferent confidant shrugged, "I heard that Roger's son came to chop us with a knife."

Everyone laughed.

"The Skeleton Gang wants to build a branch base in Chinatown. They may not care where it is, but our Tomahawk Gang finally got in touch with each other and had to show the Tomahawk Gang's ability."

"It is our incompetence to let Roger hinder him for so long. Since his son is coming, let's solve this problem completely."

Amir couldn't help but curl up his lips, his eyes were cold, and he made a decision.

"Open the dance hall and invite him in. I want to see how many bullets Roger's son can hold!"

"No, I'm here."

A ruthless voice came in from outside the door.

Amir and others were pausing their teasing and sneering expressions, and they saw the solid wood door slowly being pushed open, and the light from the corridor shone into the slightly dim room.

Ahab's head rolled in through the gap in the door.
Chapter completed!