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Chen Qi's peripheral vision had already caught a glimpse of the man in a suit lying on the sofa in a leather jacket, and he was sure that the man was Mike Corleone.

He jumped directly in, the scimitar was like silver lightning, and before the three mafia members sitting opposite Mike Corleone could react, the blade was already on his neck.

"Don't move, don't make a sound." Chen Qi threatened, the steel knife was slightly closer to the opponent's neck, and a trace of blood flowed from Mike Corleone's neck.

"Who are you?" Mike's face turned pale. He was talking about business today. Unexpectedly, a killer suddenly broke in, using a knife. In this era of popular weapons, there are still people using knives. Judging from his posture, this A famous killer single-handedly broke into their mafia headquarters.

"I think you should be worried about your own life now instead of being curious about my identity." Chen Qi said coldly. The Corleone family has a high status in New York, so Chen Qi will naturally not underestimate the man in front of him.

"I'm not worried that you will kill me." Mike said calmly, appearing very calm in the face of death.

"Why?" Chen Qi was a little curious about the other party's confidence.

"Because I'm dead, you can't escape. There are a hundred mafia armed with guns in this manor." Mike said, paused, "I think we can have a bottle of red wine and have a good talk. You held me hostage. Want to know something special.”

"There's no need to drink. I only have one question. Who asked you to find Chen Xianqin?" Chen Qi asked directly, not wanting to beat around the bush again.

After hearing Chen Qi's question, Mike had roughly determined that the person in front of him was Chen Xianqin, and secretly regretted that he should not have agreed to the Chinese.

"This is just a business. I have no relationship with the person who is looking for you." Mike said lightly.

Chen Qi had also heard that the mafia had no enemies or friends, only business dealings, but this had nothing to do with him.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you keep talking nonsense, I don't mind cutting off one of your arms." Chen Qi's tone was full of murderous intent, which made Mike, who was usually calm, feel a chill in his heart. He had a hunch that the masked Chinese in front of him would definitely say To do it.

"Hu Bilie, the Kuomintang, commander of the Northern Mongolian Army," Mike said directly, without concealing anything. Hu Bilie was respected in China, but he could not threaten him in the United States at all.

"Hu Bilie." Chen Qi whispered several times, the murderous intent in his eyes getting heavier and heavier. After more than ten years, he finally found the clue to the murderer of the Chen family.

"As long as you put down the knife, I guarantee that you can leave here safely, and the Mafia will no longer pursue today's matter." Mike said calmly, he had already told the answer the other party wanted, and he did not believe that the other party would kill him again, because killing Without him, it would be impossible for the other party to escape alive.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" Chen Qi came back to his senses and looked at the mafia godfather with a sneer.

"Well" Mike was confused and didn't know why the other party asked.

"I hate those people who don't know themselves. They are obviously prisoners, but they talk to me as if they were equal. You should know how to be afraid." Chen Qi said gloomily.

Mike felt death approaching, and just when he was about to shout to his men, his eyes were covered with blood and his head flew to the ground.

The three mafiosi didn't expect that all this would happen so quickly. Their godfather, the leader of the mafia, was suddenly beheaded. They pulled out their pistols and shot Chen Qi crazily.

Chen Qi unfolded his cloak, and the light-screen-like shield blocked all the bullets. At the same time, he jumped on the table, rushed towards the three mafiosi, and swept out his sword, directly cutting one of them in half.

Fear filled the eyes of the other two people. They just wanted to call for help, but they were already covered by the light of the sword.

After taking care of the four people, Chen Qi took advantage of the dark night and left the Corleone Manor.

The next day, all major media in New York reported on the assassination of the Mafia Godfather. A large number of Mafia began to track down the murderer, and even the police were very involved.

But Chen Qi is very confident that no one can find out about him. He is just an ignorant young master of the Chen Mansion.

On this day, Xia Chu came back from China and brought back a steel knife forged by the Ouyang family in Moganshan, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province. The main material was the vibranium that Chen Qi snatched from Azak.

The steel knife is three feet long, the blade is white and silver, and it is unparalleledly sharp. With this steel knife, Chen Qi's bravery can reach Jiujia if he wants to chop at it.

"Ouyang Qingfeng said that this is the best knife he forged. He asked me to say hello to you. At the same time, I am very interested in the piece of metal you sent." Xia Chu said to Chen Qi in the yard.

Chen Qi nodded. The Ouyang family and the Chen family were family friends. In this era when hot weapons replaced cold weapons, Ouyang Qingfeng was the only remaining master swordsmith in China. This steel sword was enough to be called a peerless sword.

Chen Qi used his Ba Dao and slashed at the stone table. The one-foot-thick stone table was cut into two pieces.

"Young Master, you are really brave." Xia Chu said in surprise.

Chen Qi took out a secret book, Bronze Human Body, which is a martial art that enhances qi and blood. It can use internal strength to improve the body and prevent some elderly diseases. Although this martial arts has a weak practical ability, it is very useful to Xia Chu. of.

"It's for you." Chen Qi said.

Xia Chu took the secret book and realized that it was an ancient Chinese martial arts book. He said excitedly: "Thank you, young master."

"You use Chen Gongguan's connections to help me make arrangements. I want to go to the European battlefield, and it's best to go as a soldier." Chen Qi said.

Although Xia Chu didn't understand why Chen Qi did this, he immediately went to do it.

Hu Bilie is the commander of the Northern Mongolian Army of China. It is too difficult to get close to him. The best way is to join the military circle. According to Chen Qi, he understands that the US military has a great influence on the Kuomintang in China. As long as he has a certain official position in the US military, It is almost not difficult to meet Hubei Lie directly.

Three nights later,

Chen Qi ran wildly along the coastline at extremely fast speeds. He was practicing the practitioner's movement skills and reached the peak of his martial arts. The fastest speed could reach 9 seconds to meters.

Xia Chu got off the extended Ford car and walked to the beach.

When Chen Qi stopped, he handed over a towel and water. The powerful person in Chen's mansion was now a considerate housekeeper.

"Master, tomorrow you can take a plane to the European battlefield. According to your request, you will be specially recruited into the frontline legion." Xia Chu replied.

"Do you know which legion it is?" Chen Qi asked.

"It should be the Phillips Corps. According to inside information, Howard Stark established the Scientific Strategy Corps in the Phillips Corps." Xia Chu said.

Chen Qi nodded, very satisfied. Winning over Howard Stark was also his goal.

Xia Chu left soon, not daring to disturb Chen Qi's practice.

Late at night, there was no one else on the beach, and the cool sea breeze was blowing. After completing the practice of the practitioner's movement technique, Chen Qi was ready to become proficient in the Ba Dao.

The more proficient you are in martial arts moves, the more you can unleash your inner energy to the maximum extent.

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