Qin Feng didn't know how long he had been meditating, but when he opened his eyes, it was already bright. In the open space in front of the church thirty or forty meters away, he could vaguely see figures moving.
A glimmer of light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He had only meditated for a few hours. The fatigue caused by last night's busy work was gone. At this moment, Qin Feng only felt comfortable all over, and his condition had never been better.
Although he has not yet been able to break through to the realm of Anjin, Qin Feng knows that he has crossed the threshold of Anjin, and as long as the time is up, he will naturally be able to enter.
"I finally understand why Taoists seek immortality..." Recalling the ethereal state he had while meditating last night, Qin Feng almost wanted to continue practicing.
Because after entering that state, Qin Feng felt that he was completely unencumbered, as if the world was in his hands, and every cell in his body seemed to be cheering for joy.
"The immortality that Taoism pursues should be the improvement of the level of life..."
Qin Feng had a glimmer of understanding in his heart, but when he wanted to explore further, the cell phone in his waist pocket kept vibrating.
"No wonder people who practiced qi in ancient times liked to find quiet mountains and rivers. This secular world is really not suitable for practice."
Qin Feng smiled bitterly and took out his mobile phone. If he had a choice at this moment, he would rather be like those ancient hermits, hiding in the beautiful mountains and rivers, and not paying attention to the trivial matters of the world.
"Alessandro has passed..."
Liu Zimo knew that Qin Feng was inconvenient to talk, so he just left him a message on his mobile phone. This was also the reason why time was too tight, otherwise Bai Zhentian might be able to get them a communication device for the US special forces.
"Huh? Did you come so quickly?"
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment when he saw the message, but when he saw the time on his phone, he suddenly realized that seven or eight hours had passed since his short time in trance, and it was now almost 11 o'clock in the morning.
"receive……"
Qin Feng replied with two words, put away his mobile phone, and at the same time used the breath gathering technique to collect all the energy in his body. The whole person and the tree were integrated. Even if someone walked under the tree, they would not necessarily be there.
Qin Feng can be found.
Just after hiding themselves, four cars filed into the open space in front of the church. The mafia and Yamaguchi-gumi people who were guarding the open space came to greet them.
The person who got off the first two cars was Yamamoto, who was very arrogant yesterday from the Yamaguchi-gumi. Now he was following behind a young man in his thirties. When he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and it was obvious that the other person had a higher status than him.
The two cars behind were occupied by people from the mafia. Alfonso did not follow. Qin Feng only saw the figure of Alejandro. He was a tall man wearing a tactical camouflage uniform and looked as strong as a man.
Just like a big bear.
Opening his eyes slightly, Qin Feng tried not to look at people's faces, because eyes would also arouse people's reactions, especially for people like Alessandro, who would be disturbed by the slightest movement.
"Yamamoto, didn't I teach you enough yesterday?"
As soon as he got off the car, Alejandro burst out laughing and pointed at Yamamoto and said: "There is nothing to talk about between us. Either someone comes to fight with me, or get out of Las Vegas!"
Last night, Alejandro had received news that all the Yamaguchi-gumi gangs in New York had been cleared out by his people, and almost the entire drug market in New York had been seized.
"Alessandro, you mafia people only do things that hurt people in the back."
Yamamoto's face was very ugly. Apparently he had also received news from the New York branch. However, the elite members of the Yamaguchi-gumi were stationed in Las Vegas to deal with this Gambling King Competition. Yamamoto was unable to immediately launch a counterattack.
"Don't you Japanese admire the strong the most?"
Alejandro said with a ferocious smile: "Whoever wins the battle will own the territory. Whether you want to fight alone or start a war is up to you. I will decide the territory of Las Vegas..."
Alessandro believed in the law of the jungle, where the weak prey on the strong. When he was ten years old, he understood that if he wanted to conquer the world, he must have the corresponding power. In fact, he had always done so.
"you……"
After hearing Alessandro's words, Yamamoto immediately became furious, but he didn't have the courage to let him fight Alessandro alone. After all, Alessandro once won the title of Black Boxing World Champion.
people.
Although it is very different from professional boxing, the black boxing organization will also make world rankings. When Alejandro first debuted, he fought black boxing for three years and won the world boxing championship during that period.
title.
After Alejandro turned twenty, he quit the black boxing world and joined the family business. From then on, the New York Mafia organization began to develop and grow.
"Idiot, why did the family let you take charge of the business in the United States?"
Just when Yamamoto looked angry but helpless, the young man behind him suddenly took a step forward and slapped Yamamoto's face with a "crack!" sound!
"Hai, I'm an idiot, please teach me!"
What's surprising is that after receiving these slaps, Yamamoto didn't have the slightest sense of resistance, and even put his feet together, lowered his head and loudly agreed with the man's words.
In the Japanese perception, the head is the most noble part of a person. The lower the head is lowered, the more one can express one's apology and make the other person feel satisfied.
As for slapping, this has almost become a traditional behavior in Japanese society. It was first used in the army. High-ranking officers could slap their subordinates at will, and the person who was slapped would cooperate and admit their mistake loudly.
By the end of the war, this behavior was brought to the private sector. In many Japanese companies, it is extremely common for bosses to slap their employees, and this behavior has gradually been introduced into major families.
"Damn it, the Japanese are really perverted. They slap the left cheek for the right cheek?"
Qin Feng, who saw this scene from a distance, was almost shocked. Yamamoto was already in his forties, and after being beaten, he still looked intoxicated.
Qin Feng didn't know that in an organization like the Yamaguchi-gumi, a slap in the face was actually only a very mild punishment.
For example, the mistake Yamamoto made this time was enough to commit seppuku, so after being slapped seven or eight times in succession, Yamamoto showed a happy look.
"Tell him that I will fight to the death with him in the boxing ring in Las Vegas tomorrow!"
After seeing blood oozing from the corner of Yamamoto's mouth, the young man stopped and seemed to disdain to talk to Alessandro in English. He turned around and said something to Yamamoto in Japanese.
"Hai!"
Yamamoto answered loudly, straightened his chest, took a step forward, and said: "Alessandro, Mr. Nakagawa is going to have a life-and-death duel with you. The time is set for tomorrow. Do you dare...or not?"
"He is the only one who wants to fight me to death?"
After hearing Yamamoto's words, Alejandro couldn't help laughing. In his opinion, that Japanese young man didn't have any characteristics of a warrior, so he dared to challenge him?
"Baga, Nakagawa-sama is a disciple of my Japanese Kendo master Kikujiro. Don't you dare to accept the challenge?" Kendo Alessandro looked contemptuous, and Yamamoto scolded him loudly.
Kikujiro is the chief instructor of their Yamaguchi-gumi kendo, and his status is very high not only within the organization, but also in the whole of Japan. Nakagawa is Kikujiro's close disciple, so his status is naturally extremely noble.
Originally, Nakagawa came to the United States this time just to see the Gambling King Competition, but the Yamaguchi-gumi was suppressed by the mafia, and as a member of the organization, he could not just sit back and watch, so he followed Yamamoto here.
"Wouldn't it be a pity if such a fair and tender person was killed by one punch from me?"
Looking at Nakagawa, who was short in stature and had fair skin, Alejandro smiled very lustfully. He was a bisexual person who not only liked women but also men. When he saw Nakagawa, he couldn't help but start teasing him.
"idiot!"
Nakagawa, who was standing in the same ancient well without wave, heard this, and a flash of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. It's not that he doesn't speak English, he just doesn't bother to talk to the other party.
On one side of his body, Nakagawa stretched out his right hand and pulled out the sword held by the attendant behind him from its scabbard. A cold light flashed, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Alessandro's throat.
"Fwek!"
Alejandro also didn't expect that the opponent would draw his sword so fast, and goosebumps suddenly broke out in his throat.
However, having been wandering on the edge of life and death for many years, Alessandro's reaction was far beyond ordinary people. Almost at the same time that goosebumps broke out in his body, his seemingly clumsy body scurried back like a civet cat.
The people led by Alejandro reacted very quickly. When they saw Nakagawa using their weapons, they all took out their guns and pointed them at Nakagawa.
Naturally, the Yamaguchi-gumi people were not to be outdone, and even took out their folded submachine guns. The situation suddenly became tense. As long as someone fired, a melee was inevitable.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot!"
Seeing this situation, Alejandro shouted loudly as he was retreating. He knew in his heart that if there was a fight with the Yamaguchi-gumi today, the person who would gain would definitely be that old fox Bai Zhentian.
Nakagawa naturally understood this truth. After striking out with his sword, he withdrew his body and raised his left hand coldly. The Japanese behind him immediately lowered their guns.
"Damn it, if you don't start a fight, wouldn't my arrangement be in vain?"
Seeing the situation in the field, Qin Feng, who was resting his mind with his eyes narrowed, suddenly woke up, his body suddenly slipped, and he slid down the big tree silently.
