The strongest in the United States

Brooklyn, an abandoned factory.

Lyanna looked blankly at the ruins around her. The moonlight shone in from the big hole above her head. The rocks were covered with bird droppings. It didn't look like a place where people lived. She asked timidly, "This is where you live."

Wang Zang shrugged his shoulders awkwardly, and said with a slow smile, "It's just a temporary place to stay. I'll pick up some things, and then we'll go to the hotel."

Of course, Wang Zang would not take the little girl to live in this poor place where birds and beasts pooped. He took out a bag of US dollars from under a big stone, stuffed it into the bag that came out of Jamie's bag, and then left with Lyanna. here.

Lyanna is just a displaced little girl, and Wang Zang is a complete gangster. Of course, two people without ID cannot book a room in a regular hotel. Fortunately, no matter which world they are in, there are always people who will do something unruly for money. Rules thing.

Two hours later, it was deep midnight and the full moon hung in the sky.

The thin girl with almost no breasts and a face full of freckles looked at the two people in front of her with completely different styles suspiciously, and then asked, "So, you guys want to share a room. Can I ask about your relationship?"

"Sister, I am his sister. My name is Lyanna King."

Lyanna, who had been silent until now, took the initiative to speak. Her clear voice was a little swaying, but it was much louder than the timid one before.

Wang Zang smiled warmly, then reached out and patted Lyanna's head, but did not refute this statement that was full of loopholes. The girl at the cashier at the motel glanced at Wang Zang's smiling face and Lyanna's head covered with hemostatic stickers. Then, he slowly took out a key with a room card, looked at Wang Zang and said seriously, "No. 109, go in and turn left, the third room on the left. Although we don't need identity registration here, if you If you do something outrageous, we will also choose to call the police.”

Wang Zang took the key, with a warm smile on his face, and then said slowly, "We will be very honest. Well, if you can, please bring us some food. Both of our stomachs can be filled now." An elephant has entered."

In the room, Lyanna jumped back and forth excitedly on the bed. There was a soft mattress, white sheets, and a room full of air freshener. In her memory, she had never slept in such a big, soft and clean bed.

Wang Zang opened the bag that came out of Jamie's hand. There was a large amount of cash in it, about one hundred thousand, three palm-sized bricks of heroin, a brand-new Colt pistol, more than a dozen bullets, and other random things. .

Wang Zang tidied up a little, raised his head and asked slowly, "Lyanna, do you want to learn boxing?"

"fist"

Lyanna was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of the punch, but then she let out an excited scream. She jumped off the bed, looked at Wang Zang with longing eyes, and said excitedly, "It can make me become powerful too." Can I also learn Kung Fu? I want to learn. I want to learn."

Wang Zang gently took out the eardrum that was damaged by the sharp sound. He looked at the little girl up and down. Although she had not fully grown, her limbs were well proportioned and her hands and feet were slender. Her past life had made her a strong character and she was a good martial arts practitioner. embryo.

"Well... we have money now and can't live in a motel all the time. I plan to use the money to build a shop and maybe recruit some disciples."

As soon as he said these words, Lyanna's eyes were filled with tears and she was about to jump with excitement. Does this mean that she will have the place she has always longed for, the legendary home.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Zang raised his head, with an excited and warm smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to signal Lyanna to get away. The latter was stunned for a moment, but then quickly hid in the closet in the room.

Wang Zang stood up and asked slowly, "Who is it?"

"Room service has delivered your midnight snack."

A rough male voice sounded, and Wang Zang curled his lips. It was a bad excuse. At least he had to cover up his Russian accent. It seemed that today's late night snack was gone.

"Wait a minute...I'm getting dressed..."

"boom"

The door of the hotel was completely shattered. Among the flying wood chips, Wang Zang saw the person coming. One was thin and the other was thick. They were both dressed the same, wearing a red hooded sweatshirt with the New York Jets logo on the chest. , covering most of his face with his hat.

"Are all the people who deliver late-night snacks so enthusiastic now?"

The thin man standing in front slowly retracted his legs. It was obvious that the fierce attack that smashed the door to pieces was the work of this man. He said coldly, "I'll do it, you don't need to do anything."

The burly man behind him glanced at his mouth in boredom. The thin man slowly walked into the room. He stood upright and took off his hood. He had blond hair and a very thin face, but from his pair of blue dead fish eyes, Here, Wang Zang saw self-confidence, extreme self-confidence in his own power.

Wang Zang scratched his head and mocked in a slow tone, "Oh, the atmosphere is very grand."

"My name is Karayev. You may have heard my name. I don't care who sent you. If you hand over the things where they are, you can leave."

Wang Zang was stunned for a moment and shrugged. Although he didn't know what the other party wanted, it was obvious that the other party wouldn't give him an explanation.

"Well in that case, it looks like you're going to need to stay in bed for a few weeks."

Karaev slowly moved his fists and feet, then bounced suddenly on his toes. His feet quickly staggered back and forth. His body had already formed a zigzag line and he rushed forward. His offensive movements were extremely fast, and he used the thrust with the fastest attack distance. Punch, there is almost no pause space between punches, the "swish" punching style is crisp and clean, and the footsteps are stepping on the floor quickly, making a regular and quick sound. It is obvious that this is a person with sufficient boxing and kicking skills. Guys, not just pretending to be bluffing like ordinary gang members.

But his opponent, Wang Zang, was as erratic as a willow swinging in the wind. He quickly changed his position from left to right in the narrow room, always within a few feet, easily dodging his fist.

Karaev's more than ten jab attacks failed one after another, and he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes. He immediately realized that the man in front of him also had good fighting skills.

With a thin face and a gloomy face, his blue fish eyes stared at Wang Zang's every slight movement. Karaev was confident enough in his own strength. His fists were just a test, using intensive attacks to press the opponent. Once he appeared, The flaw, the hard-to-prevent high kick is the winning move.

Suddenly, Karayev's pupils shrank, and when Wang Zang changed his body shape, there was a moment of delay due to the obstruction of the bed.

With a sudden high kick, a shadow like a death scythe flashed in the air and stabbed directly at Wang Zang's fatal temple. But at this moment, a warm and evil smile appeared on Wang Zang's face, and he seemed to be slowing down. He leaned back slightly in a hurry, easily dodged the fatal blow, and at the same time, he flew up with a kick and went straight to Lakaev's high kick, which left the goal wide open.

Wang Zang's instep felt two egg-shaped things being squeezed and deformed by gravity in an instant. Although he controlled the force slightly, the intense pain was enough to make any male tighten his legs.

Karayev's face turned pale instantly. He held his crotch with his hands and opened his mouth to shout, but he could only suck in the cold air desperately, took two trembling steps back, and then fell to his knees heavily on the ground.

Wang Zang put his hands behind his back, looked at Karayev who fell to the ground and was convulsing, and said slowly, "You are really defenseless when you kick high. It seems that although you have a scary face, you are really a Honest man."

"Cut the waste"

The burly man standing at the door mocked coldly. He strode in and took off his hood, revealing his neat golden hair and rough facial features unique to the Siberian race. His eyes were wide and round, looking extremely fierce. .

Karayev struggled to stand up, but his teammates grabbed him by the neck, lifted him vertically and slowly, and then threw him out of the room. He raised his head slightly and said arrogantly, "The rest is my business, I'm called Ivan, now I give you one last chance."

Although Karaev looked thin, he was 1.8 meters tall and muscular. According to Wang Zang's guess, he weighed at least 150 kilograms. And this man named Ivan actually used only the strength of his arms to lift him up, and then Throwing it like a rag doll shows his terrifying upper body strength.

This is different from the skillful strength that Wang Zang used to rely on before, but real brute force.

Wang Zang squinted his eyes slightly, and the warm smile on his face gradually became excited. He hooked his finger at Ivan. This world was indeed more interesting than the original one.

Ivan sneered disdainfully, stepped hard on the ground with his soles, and rushed straight towards Wang Zang like a charging brown bear at an alarming speed. The moment he got close to Wang Zang, he raised his hands with a grin, staggered and grabbed Wang Zang's chest.

A cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and Wang Zang suddenly noticed something strange. He seemed to be stepping on springs under his feet, and his body quickly bounced back, but the clothes on his chest were still torn by Ivan's strange palm. There were several bloody wounds left on the surface of the muscles.

Lyanna, who had been watching the battle in the closet, whispered nervously, holding her clothes tightly with her two little hands.

Wang Zang's pupils shrank, and then he saw that the fingertips of Ivan's leather gloves shone with metallic luster, like ten blades pressed against his fingertips.

Ivan shook off the blood from his fingertips and curled his lips in regret. The forearm bones of his hands had been mechanically modified. Not only did they have extraordinary strength, but the fingertips were also modified into extremely sharp blades that could cut through human muscles in an instant. Tissue and bones, almost all the opponents he fought for the first time were killed by the fatal claws of his huge force.

Ivan and Karayev came from the Russian gang in New York. In fact, as a newly recruited thug of the gang, Karayev was eager to prove himself and volunteered for this mission, but the gang did not trust him enough to transfer such an important task to him. The task was handed over to him, and Ivan accompanied him to handle it, which was enough to show the gang's trust in Ivan's ability.

"The response is quick, but I will definitely be the winner."

Ivan slightly bent his five fingers, the metal barbs on his fingertips sparkled, and stared directly at Wang Zang, then said with a ferocious smile, "Remember my name, my name is Ivan the Ripper."