Rebirth: I am the American leader

After finishing speaking, Kingpin stood up from the sofa.

The strength is displayed in the wisps of muscle activity along with his movements.

It's hard to imagine that a guy as big as him doesn't have any fat on his body.

If I had to give an example, the visual impact of the Kingpin is like a Belgian Blue Bull standing next to an ordinary domestic cow.

The arrogant aura exploded in him, and the murderous aura accumulated from many years of gang fighting was released without reservation at this moment.

He held his cane and walked down the steel stairs step by step.

Stand in Matthew's path with your legs spread and your cane supported.

The light came from behind him, reflecting his body like a Vajra warrior in Eastern mythology.

He unbuttoned his pure white suit, and the sea breeze kept flapping his body.

He didn't speak, just adjusted his collar and took the rose out of his breast pocket.

The black boy who came out of Hell's Kitchen, the black boy who hasn't given up on polishing his body for so many years.

He will never tolerate anyone provoking him, even if this guy is a god in person.

Matthew, who had been charging all the way, stopped, and his ice-blue eyes stared indifferently ahead through the mask.

What a pair of eyes they are, blue and light like Arctic icebergs.

But at the same time, you can't tell what they are looking at or what emotions they are expressing.

It's as if they are really two ice crystals embedded in someone's eye sockets.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Kingpin held the cane with one hand and opened his hands to Matthew in a welcoming gesture.

But the killing intent in him did not diminish at all, and even the wind became more biting because of it.

Despite his size, this guy is a sinister character.

This was Matthew's first judgment about Kingpin, so he cautiously took a half step back.

"Oh, my friend. You can't do this. You've ruined my business and ruined my reputation. There's no reason why you should be so timid when you see me!

Come, kill me, and the light of justice will shine on this land. "

Jin Bin's words seemed to have the power to confuse people's hearts. After listening to what he said, Matthew took half a step forward.

The aura on his body became more determined.

Jin Bin smiled when he saw this. He was confident enough in his own strength.

As long as it's a head-to-head fight, he won't worry even if this guy is really good at something.

"That's right."

After his words fell, the silent Matthew and he rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

Both are very fast, but slightly different in momentum.

Jin Bin's side is like a river rushing forward, and his speed carries a kind of arrogance and indomitableness.

Matthew's movements were dexterous, calculating the foothold and timing with every step, as dexterously as a panther.

Soon the two of them collided with each other. Matthew withdrew all his strength at the first moment of contact with Kingpin and turned as sideways as possible.

Although the contact just now was only a brief one, he felt like he was wrestling with a bulldozer.

In a daze, he had the illusion that what he encountered was not a person, but a huge monster composed of countless metal parts.

"Haha, you hypocrites have always been like this. You say you can sacrifice everything for justice, but in fact you are only willing to sacrifice others."

The Kingpin stopped. The Italian handmade leather shoes on his feet were in pieces.

Although this pair of shoes is made of the strongest and most comfortable first-layer calfskin, it is still not good enough in the face of strong power.

He simply kicked off his shoes, turned around, and twisted his cane.

The dazzling light shot forward instantly.

The effect is comparable to that of a flash bomb.

This is one of his many little tricks.

A strong flash of light can buy him a second, as long as he is within three meters of the opponent.

One second was enough for him to send the other person into the flames of hell.

But unfortunately, Matthew is blind.

He cannot see.

Even if you force him to watch electric welding, he won't blink an eye.

If Steve were here right now, he would probably ask in a shrill voice, "Are you surprised? Are you happy?"

Therefore, Jinpin's plan was destined to fail. His charging movement was accurately blocked by Matthew.

The latter made a confused nasal sound.

Then he grabbed Matthew's arm and was about to perform an over-the-shoulder throw.

It has to be said that he is a master of fighting. It is difficult to use only his arms to destroy the opponent's center of gravity during wrestling.

But in his hands it can only be described as easy.

It felt like Matthew was not a living person, but an ornament with a fixed center of gravity.

As long as you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want.

But Matthew was not an ordinary person. With the help of Jin Jiang's power to lift himself up, he kicked the opponent's chest.

And took the opportunity to destroy the opponent's center of gravity.

There was no way around it, he could fall down, but Jin couldn't stand.

As soon as the latter noticed this, he threw Matthew out with all his strength.

After this fight, neither of them could take advantage of the other.

Kingpin twisted his neck, looked at each other, and said with a smile.

"I didn't expect that the guy who caused me so much trouble was actually a blind man. I'm really curious about how you did all this."

"You talk too much, Kingpin."

Matthew lowered his voice and spoke concisely.

The latter smiled and said.

"You know what? I checked everything here the first time I came here, and I found that their broadcast system is intact."

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his subordinate's number.

"Choose the ugliest rock music and play it as loud as possible."

After he finished speaking, he threw the phone away.

Matthew had some subtle thoughts in his heart. His judgment on this guy was correct.

He's a vicious guy.

Even when his own strength far exceeds that of his opponent, he will continue to look for favorable conditions.

Continuously weaken the opponent's strength, and finally win easily.

Soon a piece of rock music that could almost be called noise sounded at the pier.

Kingpin grinned and rushed out again.

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The music had just started when Steve arrived on his motorcycle with Christmas. The harsh sound made them both frown at the same time.

"Oh my god, are you really going to get slapped for creating this shit?"

Steve cursed and complained, and Christmas frowned, took out his assault rifle and assumed a standard assault stance.

He and Barney are the best commandos in the death squads. Even though they have a different partner now, he is very confident in his professionalism.

But the problem was, he forgot that it was Steve standing next to him.