After arriving at the hotel, Chen Taizhong became more and more irritated as he thought about it. At ten o'clock in the evening, he couldn't hold it anymore and ordered Xie Xiangnan, who lived in the same room, "Lao Xie, I'll go out for a while, and you can go to bed first."
Xie Xiangnan was stunned for a moment before replying stupidly, "Actually, I'm not sleepy either. How about I go out with you and take a walk together?"
"Go, go, what are you doing?" Chen Taizhong glared at him, "Sleep well and don't tell Wang Yuting that I'm out~"
"Then be careful," Xie Xiangnan nodded stupidly, "I heard it's not very safe here at night, and remember... remember to use a condom..."
"Holy shit!" Chen Taizhong was dumbfounded by his last few words. He couldn't help but raised his middle finger fiercely, "Lao Xie, I noticed that you are very boring!"
Watching him close the door and leave boldly, Xie Xiangnan sighed and shook his head, "Oh, why is Taizhong like this? I... I'm just afraid of being infected by you..."
After walking out of the hotel where he was staying, Chen Taizhong slowly wandered towards the place he remembered. The Convention and Exhibition Center was on the outskirts of Birmingham. The hotel he stayed in was also far away from the city center, but the place he remembered was in the downtown area.
After walking for about twenty minutes, the feeling of being watched appeared again. This time, he didn't want to ignore it. He looked around and found a dark place not far ahead. Without thinking, he walked towards
Walk there.
As soon as Chen Taizhong walked into the shadows, he could only hear the loud sound of motors behind him. When he looked back, he saw four or five motorcycles rushing over with the sound of wind. Even in such dim light, he could see that they were coming at a high speed.
The motorcycle land is a shining light of swords.
There were four cars in total, and each car was occupied by two people. The motorcycle drew an astonishing arc. It stopped in front of him with a "squeak", and with a flick of the car's butt, four swordsmen had already surrounded him from all sides.
"Haha, this kid is so scared," an unusually fat rider laughed on a motorcycle, "Chinese kid, show off your Chinese Kung Fu~"
"The police will come," said Chen Taizhong, who looked relatively calm when faced with the menacing four knifemen. "I am a Chinese government official. You will be in trouble."
"Haha, the police... will be here in half an hour," the fat man was laughing so hard one moment that he was out of breath. The next moment he tightened his expression and shouted sharply. "You bastards, why don't you do something?"
Following this sharp shout, four swordsmen rushed towards Chen Taizhong. The knives they held in their hands were very strange. To Chen Taizhong, this knife looked more like a dagger in comparison. But why did they use it to chop?
Of course he didn't know. They only planned to remove one or two parts of him, but these were no longer important. What was important was that the first swordsman's sword had already reached the top of his head.
"Fuck you," Chen Taizhong didn't even try to hide. He raised his hand and hit the opponent's ribs with a palm, making a muffled "bang" sound.
There were two sounds, but they were so close that they sounded like one sound. The swordsman's knife had already struck Chen Taizhong hard on the head, but unexpectedly a powerful rebound came, shaking his arms.
numb.
The swordsman subconsciously flicked his wrist and raised the sword in his hand again. Is this Chinese practicing Iron Head Kung Fu?
Just when he was about to strike again, he felt a sharp pain under his ribs. Chen Taizhong's palm broke two of his ribs. When he raised his arm and pulled it, he was almost unconscious from the pain.
Chen Taizhong ignored him at all. At the same time as he struck out, his right leg began to exert force. With a side kick, the other swordsman flew seven or eight meters away.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped up high, passed the other two swordsmen, and kicked out with his legs like a whirlwind. In the blink of an eye, these two men were also kicked in the head and fainted on the spot.
"There's still half an hour until the police arrive. Yes, this is good news..."
"Stop it, shit, look what this is!" The fat man roared angrily, and an extra gun appeared in his hand. It was larger than a pistol and had a thicker barrel.
"I don't know what this is," Chen Taizhong shook his head with a smile. To be honest, he really didn't know what kind of gun this was. He knew very little about thermal weapons.
"Go to hell, you bastard!" The fat man moved his finger and pulled the trigger, and the fire flashed...
Chen Taizhong's body floated strangely and he let go, "Oh, you seem to be very angry? I think... I should be the one who is angry."
At this time, the filming of "The Matrix" had not yet started, otherwise, the fat man would definitely think that he had met Keanu Reeves. However, even so, he couldn't help being shocked, "Beat this kid into a honeycomb!
"
He was holding a Thunder M870 shotgun, which could not be fired continuously. He had no choice but to rely on the weapons in the hands of the other two riders.
How could Chen Taizhong be willing to give him this chance again? With a movement of his body, he jumped to the side of the fat man. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the guy's plump back neck. He lifted it hard and put his right hand on his waist. The fat man
The man's huge body immediately flew into the air and smashed into the other two motorcycles!
The next moment, Chen Taizhong used his strength to lift the large motorcycle and smashed it towards the last rider.
The rider was already stunned by his bravery. When he saw him throwing the motorcycle over, he pulled the micro-drive in his hand without thinking. Later, Chen Taizhong concluded that this guy must have played too many video games and actually thought that
Can a submachine gun destroy a motorcycle?
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This guy was too hasty when he fired his gun, so luckily he didn't hit the motorcycle's fuel tank, but the motorcycle that was thrown over smashed one of his legs to pieces.
In just two minutes, Chen Taizhong beat eight gangsters to staggering. However, someone fired a gun and this was no longer a safe place. The next moment, he directly closed the six senses of the eight gangsters. With a wave of his hand, there were already
There is one more Honda car.
Of course, this must be the Honda lost by Mr. Gao Yunfeng. Chen Daxian doesn't like being a thief, but his nature of retribution is hard to change and it really affects his image...
Next, Chen Taizhong piled the eight people into the car one after another. As for who lived and who died, he didn't bother to think so much. With the ignition of the ignition, the great immortal showed his true qualities as a road killer. He started directly in third gear and was gone in a flash.
No trace.
In that dark place, only four swaying cars were left, whispering something...
Now that he has caught the thugs, Chen Taizhong doesn't want to go to that unknown place for the time being. It would be more serious to find a quiet place in the suburbs and interrogate these people.
Chen Taizhong believed that his methods of extorting confessions were quite powerful. However, there were no issues that he felt were worth taking action on weekdays, so he usually didn't use them very much. Today he planned to put them to good use and dig out the truth of the matter.
An enemy escaped from the UK. This was so weird. Even in my previous life, I had never encountered such an outrageous thing.
Unfortunately, before he had time to use all his methods, and even less to use his ultimate trick of "killing chickens to frighten monkeys", the fat man had already told the whole story like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
There are not many people in the world who can look down upon death. Besides, Fei Shuo also knows that Chen Taizhong is a government official. If he is willing to cooperate and answer properly, his life should not be in danger.
But if he didn't cooperate, it would be very bad. Just looking at the place where everyone was, he knew that the other party had murderous intentions.
Anyway, his own boss, Nick, who was the instigator of the attack, is also a member of the parliament. With such a background, the fat man believed that the Chinese official in front of him would fully consider the importance.
However, he didn't know why Nick wanted to make things difficult for the Chinese.
"Nick is the Member of Parliament for Birmingham?" This news surprised Chen Taizhong. However, considering that in Phoenix City, gangsters can still be members of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, he felt a little surprised.
But it was precisely because of this news that he thought of some other possibilities, and he had to find out more about Nick's origins.
However, his English was not very good, and he had excitedly prepared some interrogation methods but had no time to implement them. Therefore, in the following time, the fat man endured some quite severe torture.
This made him a little confused. I offended you today, but you didn't torture me much. Instead, you talked about the little things that happened to Nick, but you were so harsh.
This kind of torture, when talking about the word "queer", I understand "heroin", because heroin is originally a transliteration, but I am blind to "queer".
Of course, after hearing the explanation of "men and men appreciate each other and have sex", he fully reacted and had to give Fatty a hard kick. Damn it, g. It's g., why did you say "queer"
, if you have the skills, compare yourself with Shakespeare
However, this interrogation still made him quite satisfied. Nick was not only a homosexual, a drug addict, but also a racist. Such a scumbag congressman was quite in line with his expectations.
