those years of rebirth

Night Cow is an Indian name.

A hundred years ago, this name was a god-like name among Indians in the American continent. However, it was strangled by a large number of American troops. At that time, more than 2000 Indians were killed. Ye Niu and several of his companions were arrested and arrested. It was locked in Florida, the southernmost state in the United States, although it was not completely controlled by the United States at that time.

He never thought that he could escape from the prison controlled by white people.

However, after a hundred years, he escaped. Although he went through a series of fierce battles and saw the power of today's military weapons a hundred years later, he survived after all.

In the early years, the native Indians living in the Americas fought with immigrants from African countries for two to three hundred years, and almost millions of Indians were massacred on this land.

Ye Niu is an extremist. During the hundred years in prison, what he really thought about was how to make these people pay the price and how to make the Indians rise again.

Now, Indians have been assimilated by Europeans. Even countries in South America still retain their country names, but their culture has lost its own characteristics, which is the result of being poisoned by early colonial rule.

Ye Niu inherited Indian culture, inherited Indian mysterious martial arts, and many health-preserving techniques. Before that, it was almost a rampant existence on the American continent. Hundreds of American soldiers were delivering food. In order to arrest He lost thousands of people.After being imprisoned, he studied many Indian heritages, coupled with what he learned from Chinese super warriors, and finally stepped into the mythical realm with one foot.

In fact, so far, no one has been able to have a definite definition of the realm of mythology, because with a god word, anything related to the god word cannot have a definite meaning.Just like the definition of God in the West is an omnipotent God, there is no specific one.

The realm of mythology is an incredible realm.

Unbelievable, that is to say, it is indescribable.

Ye Niu admires Chinese culture very much. If possible, he would like to study the land of China, especially the culture of martial arts and health preservation, which is unfathomable.

Fleeing from New York, he immediately ran towards Indiana, which was cursed by Indians and where millions of Indians were buried.

Only two people escaped.

Quietly crossed the New York State blockade, entered Pennsylvania, and ran northeast, at a speed not much slower than the vehicles on the road.

However, they stopped suddenly, and Matsu behind Ye Niu looked at him suspiciously.

Following Ye Niu's line of sight, I saw a group of people gathered on the road a hundred meters away, listening to more than a dozen motorcycles and several cars, a dozen people surrounded a van, and walked on the passenger seat of the van Come down alone.

Mazu was also stunned.

"It's him?"

Mazu asked suspiciously.

Ye Niu nodded, turned his head to look behind him, stepped forward, and was already more than ten meters away, and ran towards the road. Matsu wanted to hold back helplessly, but he couldn't hold back, so he could only run along After going out, he has never touched the incredible mythical realm.

Huh... A pair of arms were exposed, with strong and bulging muscles on the arms. He raised an iron rod in his hand and swung it forward, smashing it at the young man in front of the car door.

His iron rod never fell.

The ever-vigorous palm suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed the iron rod, and with a shake of his arm, the man flew upside down with the rod, like a rag doll, flew towards the side of the road, and fell on the ground. In the chaotic world, there was not a single scream, and it fell into a puddle of mud.

a time.

Everyone present was shocked, including the little beauty Taylor who was sitting in the driving seat.

"Hello there!"

Ye Niu crossed his arms and saluted Wang Hengxiao respectfully. He spoke authentic Chinese. Over the past hundred years, he has also learned Chinese. He thinks it is a greater language than their Indian language.

Wang Hengxiao looked up and down and knew who they were. In fact, when they were a hundred meters away, he knew their existence and could confirm their identities.

This kind of blood with the breath of Chinese martial arts, and with a mysterious atmosphere, can only be those few Indians, these Indians who have learned Chinese martial arts.

"Hello."

Wang Hengxiao looked at them with undisguised nobility in his eyes, and said indifferently, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Who are you? What did you do to him?"

The group of robbing young people shouted in horror, and several of them took out their guns, pointed at Wang Hengxiao, Ye Niu and Matsu, and shouted: "Climb down immediately, or I will kill you."

Taylor yelled in horror from the car: "No, don't shoot, Steven, you get in the car."

Wang Hengxiao didn't move, and Yang Dingtian and others in the car didn't move. Wang Hengxiao gave them the order not to move at will. Without Wang Hengxiao, they would just sit obediently. Wang Hengxiao can guarantee To bring them back to that land, they had to obey Wang Hengxiao's words.

These people are also very timid. They intercept some ordinary people on the road to threaten and rob. They are very good at it, but when they encounter resistance, they dare not kill people. At this time, one person died, and they began to become a little crazy.

Wang Hengxiao, Ye Niu, and Matsu looked at the people who were pointing at them with pistols, with obvious disdain and contempt in their eyes.

Bang... He couldn't help but shoot.

They shot with trembling hands, with panic on their faces. Everyone knew the consequences of shooting someone. For a moment, all of them were filled with fear. He became a murderer, and they were accomplices. Get away with it.

Wang Hengxiao didn't move, but Ma Zu moved.

Matsu is a bald, pale-skinned Indian who has not seen sunlight for decades underground. Everyone suffers from morbid pallor, and the Red Indian is no exception.

As soon as Matsu stretched out his hand, the palm of his hand twirled, the Gang Qi surged, and a bullet stayed in his palm for an instant, suspended in the air, and everyone present widened their eyes.

Pa... As soon as Ma Zu let go, the bullet fell to the ground, he didn't speak, and looked at Wang Hengxiao, obviously everything was dominated by Wang Hengxiao at this time.

Wang Hengxiao opened the car door and said in a low voice, "Let's go, you get in the car too."

Ye Niu and Ma Zula opened the door, got in the car, and sat among Yang Dingtian and the others. They were all acquaintances. Although they didn't talk much, they were definitely familiar people.

Taylor's Danfeng stared round, holding the steering wheel tightly, staring at Matsu, as if looking at an alien, and shouted in horror: "Who are you?" Turning to look at Wang Hengxiao next to him, He asked incoherently, "Steven, who is he? Is he your friend?"

Wang Hengxiao nodded, and said, "Taylor, let's drive, don't stay here for too long, these people are not good people."

Wang Hengxiao looked at the dozen or so young people who were blocking the road and robbed and said in a low voice.

Taylor hurriedly started the car, accelerated and rushed out excitedly. The dozen or so people in front reacted at this time, and hurriedly stepped aside. The young man who shot was still looking at his pistol in disbelief, as if he was going Make sure that your pistol is real, if there is a bullet missing, a few people ran over to pick up the bullet on the ground, and make sure that it was shot by that gun.

I really can't believe it!

It was said on TV that New York was destroyed by Superman, dozens of Superman died in the bombing, most of them died, and more than a dozen escaped.

Is it!

Several people stared wide-eyed, screamed together, and then got on their own motorcycles and ran out in one direction at the same time.

………………… Taylor held the steering wheel with trembling hands, and his eyes were more focused on the rearview mirror, looking at the few people sitting quietly behind in the rearview mirror, as if everyone They are all demons in the dark, ready to choose someone to indulge in at any time. It seems that Wang Hengxiao who is sitting next to him looks like a normal person.

However, can the people with them be normal people?

"Steven..."

Taylor said in a trembling voice, "Are you going to Los Angeles?"

Wang Hengxiao nodded and said: "Yes, Taylor, you don't have to be afraid, my friend won't, and dare not hurt you, understand?"

Taylor nodded, then dared not speak.

In the darkness, the lights shone on the road, making them look very lonely. They had already left the main road and walked a road with not many people.

When it was time to enter Harrisburg, it encountered an interception line again.

It's the police, and some civilian clothes, no military.

However, a standing figure made Wang Hengxiao frown slightly.

Under the light, Elena stood in front of the cordon with her arms crossed, staring coldly at every passing vehicle and examining every stranger within sight.

Taylor stopped the car, with no place to put his frightened fingers, and even forgot to take out his driver's license and ID card.

"Miss, ID card."

When a policeman asked, she just showed it, and took it out in a panic, not daring to look the policeman in the eye.

This kind of performance is undoubtedly that there is no silver 300 taels here, and the surrounding policemen surrounded him vigilantly, with their hands on their waists, ready to draw their guns at any time.

Taylor was even more frightened, afraid to speak, and lowered his head, as if waiting for a trial.

Elena came to the window of the co-pilot's seat, through the window, said in a low voice: "I know it's you, come out."

The gray windows couldn't hide Elena's sight, and she could even feel Wang Hengxiao's familiar aura, almost without looking.

Wang Hengxiao was about to get out of the car window, and said with a smile: "Dear Director Elena, I know you will keep your promise, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient to see me, remember what you said?"

Elena's delicate body trembled slightly, her cold face became even colder, and she said indifferently: "Of course I remember, so I didn't let people drop bombs on you now."

(To be continued)