Chu Guohua, who was in a hurry, looked at Lu Feng strangely, "Brother, are you a doctor?" ”

"Sister-in-law, call an ambulance first."

"Oooh, oh, okay."

Lu Feng doesn't know how to heal, but he is quite experienced in the trauma caused by being beaten like this.

"How?" Seeing Lu Feng pressing around on his son, Chu Guohua was even more anxious.

Lu Fengdao, "It's all trauma, broken ribs, dislocation of the left and right arms, comminuted fracture of the right thigh, brother, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

"How so, how can it be so." Chu Guohua staggered back and sat on the chair.

is such an only child, who is usually obedient, but now he was beaten like this and thrown directly to the door of the store.

"Bastard, too much of a bully, Lao Tzu called the police to arrest those bastards."

Looking at Chu Guohua, who was full of hatred, Lu Feng smiled bitterly in his heart.

The usefulness of calling the police will not be too great, although this place in the United States is very law-talking, but the world is as black as a crow, and it depends on the situation and who you see.

To put it mildly, even if Chu Guohua called the police, this matter would be dragged out in the end.

What can an ordinary person do in a foreign country as a Chinese.

In addition, it has long been a day or two for Westerners to despise Easterners, and it is just like that in dealing with many things.

The most important point is that he dared to beat someone like this, and sent his son back and threw him at the door of the store so publicly, it is not difficult to guess that the person who did it has some background.

Not to mention how strong it is, at least it is not something that Chu Guohua can afford to provoke.

Eating a bowl of noodles, I met a fellow countryman, and I also encountered this incident.

Lu Feng is a little difficult, whether to meddle or not.

Interfere in it, he has never regarded himself as a savior, if he doesn't interfere, it's hard to guarantee that this old brother won't go to extremes.

Handing over a cigarette, Lu Feng said, "Brother, don't call the police." ”

"My son has been beaten like this, and he may become a cripple, is it just to swallow his anger?"

Chu Guohua lit a cigarette and grabbed his hair, "It's all my uselessness, I don't have the ability." ”

"Don't do that."

It took almost ten minutes before the ambulance came and lifted Chu Hao into the car.

"Brother, I'm sorry, let's go to the hospital first."

"Hmm."

Seeing the couple close the door of the store and follow the ambulance to the hospital, Lu Feng suddenly sighed that ordinary people are actually not easy to live.

People like him live a tragic life, and not such people also have their own suffering.

The cigarette was smoked quietly, and Lu Feng still didn't follow after all and left here.

However, before he could go far, another van came speeding up and stopped at the noodle shop, where several people got out of the car, twisted gasoline and poured it at the door.

Lu Feng squinted his eyes, and he had to burn down the shop if he beat someone, which was a bit too much.

"Wait, what do you want to do."

Several young people who were pouring gasoline saw Lu Feng talking, still a yellow race, and they all looked over, and their eyes were full of warnings.

"I advise you, don't play like this." Lu Feng threw away the cigarette butt and said calmly.

"Shet!"

Two white guys stepped forward, very tall, almost a head taller than Lu Feng, and stared at Lu Feng condescendingly, "Man, don't meddle with things." ”

Lu Feng held his head high, "I beat other people's sons, and I want to burn down other people's stores, you let them live like this?" ”

"Fack!"

The other person directly pushed Lu Feng, and easily twisted Lu Feng's collar, "Yellow pig, let me warn you again, it's none of your business, if you say one more thing, I'll fix you." ”

Seeing this, the three or four young men behind also pulled out baseball bats from the car in order to get up.

At a glance, Lu Feng grabbed the other party's thumb and twisted it slightly, and the latter immediately shrank down and let out a miserable scream.

"Kill him."

Seeing the deformation of his companion's hand, a thin yellow man dared to do it.

A group of people, four or five, pounced together.

Such people have no nutrition.

Lu Feng didn't want to care, he had already decided to leave, where could he manage so many injustices in the world, but these grandsons had gone too far.

Easily put down a few young people, Lu Feng stepped on the knee of one person, and with a click, the grandson hugged his knee and wailed.

"Fakyu."

The big man who was the first to break his thumb gritted his teeth and angrily pulled out a pistol, "Yellow pig, you are looking for death." ”

Regarding the proliferation of guns in Western countries, Lu Feng has long seen it.

So in comparison, he prefers Huaxia.

In China, a few friends can drink on the side of the road until dawn without worrying about safety, but in the United States, in many Western countries, don't even think about it.

Maybe a couple of drunks will rush out and give you a bullet or two.

"You have a gun?"

"yes, I have a gun."

Not only him, but two other people also pulled out their pistols from their backs and pointed at the landing wind from three directions.

"Fakyou, the yellow-skinned pig, kneel down for Lao Tzu if you don't want to be shot, dare to do it, do you think you are ...... Yes! ”

A hand holding a gun fell to the ground, blood rushing wildly.

The other two young men with guns were taken aback when they saw this, this damn yellow-skinned pig dared to do it when the gun was pointed at it.

"Kill him."

Touch!

The gunshot rang out, but Lu Feng did not fall, and the bullet went into the thigh of another person.

"Shet, how the hell did you shoot?"

The other person looked at Lu Feng holding a bloody knife and a gun in his hand, but he kept swallowing saliva, and his hand was constantly trembling, "You...... Do you want to ...... What do you want to do? ”

"Nothing."

Woohoo!

Two knives in a row, the hands of the other two were also cut off, and they covered the severed hands where the blood was pouring out, and the cold hats covered their cheeks.

"You're looking for death."

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows, very calm, "In addition to this sentence, will you say anything else?" ”

The three of them were abolished, and the remaining two looked at each other, with palpitations, and said stubbornly, "Friend, do you know who we are?" ”

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

One said coldly, "We are Alan's people. ”

Lu Feng shook his head, "Sao Rui, I don't know any Allen. ”

At this moment, there was a lot of movement on the side of the street, two cars came, followed by more than a dozen people.

The difference is that these are all Orientals, Chinese to be precise.

"What's going on?" Approaching was a man in his thirties, with a Chinese character face and a gloomy face.

When Guozi Face saw the three severed hands and three guns on the ground, and then saw Lu Feng holding a bloody dagger in his hand, his face became even more gloomy, and he looked at Lu Feng, "Did you move your hand?" ”

"If you're not blind, that's me." Lu Feng shrugged.

"Bastard, how to talk."

Guozi's face didn't move, and a group of people behind pounced, but he stopped him.

"Friend, this is Chinatown, it's a little inappropriate for you to hurt people here." Guozi snorted coldly.

(End of chapter)