The most important thing now is to bring the power of the Hongmen. However, Jiang Xian knew very well that his power is not enough to rely solely on the Hongmen. He needs to successfully take over the power of the Qing Gang. Only in this way can he master the power of the Qing Gang in a short period of time.

Dewey must die, but who can help him take over the power of the Green Gang?

Jiang Xian closed his eyes and thought silently.

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in police uniform and yellow hair walked in. As soon as he came in, he looked at Jiang Xian with an extremely resentful look.

As the middle-aged man walked in, there were several vicious policemen who looked big and round, burly and strong. As soon as he walked in, he looked at Jiang Xian with a lion-looking look like a lamb.

Jiang Xian's lips raised slightly. Suddenly, he felt that, whether in China or abroad, crows in the world are actually black.

There will be privileged people in every country, and the police stations in every country are dark.

"Are you that Jiang Xian?" After sitting down, Chris spoke in English and sarcastically.

"It's me..." Jiang Xian smiled and said slowly: "How is it? When will I let me out?"

"Go out? Do you still want to go out?" Chris smiled gloomyly: "I have to say, you are really naive!"

Jiang Xian crossed his hands together, held his chin and smiled, "Why? Are you not going to let me go?"

Chris sneered and continued to speak: "Jiang Xian, I don't care what you are in China, but please remember that this is New York and this is the United States. In the words of you Chinese, you have to keep it on me if you are a dragon. You have to keep it on me if you are a tiger. Do you think that this is a good citizen in New York here. Will I let you go easily?"

"Actually, for me, it's the same no matter where I am!" Jiang Xian smiled and said, "Chris, it seems you are not going to let me go?"

"You'll die here!" Chris smiled coldly: "Jiang Xian, you have to pay the price for your behavior!" Speaking of this, Chris waved his hand suddenly, but sneered and said, "Cut him up!"

While speaking, the two policemen walked towards Jiang Xian with a grin on their faces.

Just as they approached Jiang Xian, the two of them stretched out their hands at the same time and grabbed Jiang Xian's arm from left to right.

snort!

Looking at the movements of the two, Jiang Xian sneered. Just as they were about to grab their arms, Jiang Xian's hands suddenly burst out with a fast phantom that was almost impossible to see clearly. In an instant, Jiang Xian had already grasped the wrists of the two people with his backhand, and then shook them slightly.

Hurry!

Immediately, the two big men felt the bones in their bodies begin to tremble violently, trembling constantly along a strange frequency. With a thud, their bodies seemed to be falling apart. With a thud, they fell directly to the ground, but they couldn't move.

"You are so brave!" Chris cursed angrily, suddenly grabbed his own **** and pointed it at Jiang Xian with a shot.

Bang!

This was a blatant attack on the police. Chris also guessed that Jiang Xian would not submit easily, so he shot Jiang Xian without hesitation. If Jiang Xian was handcuffed obediently, then he would have a way to torture him. If he resisted, he would just shoot him to death.

However, the moment Chris shot out the bullet, a sudden burst of tears in front of him, and Jiang Xian in front of him disappeared strangely.

Bang!

Chris didn't react yet, and suddenly felt his wrist tightening suddenly, and Jiang Xian's hand holding the gun was easily grasped. Immediately, Chris only felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist. As Jiang Xian exerted force, a creaking sound suddenly came from his wrist.

ah!

A miserable scream suddenly broke out from Chris' mouth, and his left hand clenched his fist and banged hard into Jiang Xian's eyes.

Bang!

Jiang Xian pinched Chris' wrist again and said indifferently: "You probably want to avenge your son! Haha, to be honest, I don't remember what your son looks like. Yes, I don't know if you believe it or not. If I crush your hand bones, no one will dare to punish me. Do you believe it or not?"

Jiang Xian looked at Chris with a smile. His voice was not too slow, but it was filled with a sense of murderousness.

Gu!

Chris swallowed, but Jiang Xian's words made him stunned. His plain tone seemed to be saying something that was very small. He had a feeling that Jiang Xian seemed to be able to say it and do it.

But at this moment, he refused to give in and said stubbornly: "Stop talking big. You are just a Chinese, but I am an American. If you hurt me, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment. No, I will try my best to torture you to death. If you cut off one of my son's hands, I will let you cut off your limbs and feed them to the dog. You will always be a disabled person forever!"

"Haha!" Jiang Xian smiled slightly and said calmly: "It seems to be true. I'm very curious. If I crush your wrist, would you still be this director?"

"You dare...ah!" A shrill scream suddenly came from Chris's mouth.

Jiang Xian's finger suddenly used, and a creaking sound was heard. Chris's wrist was crushed by Jiang Xian.

You really dare...

Chris screamed in pain, and at the same time, the two policemen standing beside Chris quickly pulled out their **** and pointed them at Jiang Xian. However, the moment they pulled their guns, Jiang Xian's feet were raised like lightning, and raised them quickly like lightning breaking through the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Immediately, the two policemen fell down in pain, and at that moment, Jiang Xian had completely broken their wrists.

Then, Jiang Xian's palm exerted force again. On the spot, there was a crunch. Chris' other hand was completely crushed into a bone scum by Jiang Xian.

Chris snorted and fainted directly.

Bang!

It was at this moment that the door of the interrogation room was suddenly knocked open. Jiang Xian saw a black man wearing a windbreaker walking in with a nervous look on his face. Looking at the black man, Jiang Xian couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and muttered in his heart, is it that Obama began to reuse black man after becoming president?

Seeing the scene in front of him, Powell also took a breath. It was not until he saw that Jiang Xianping was safe and sound that he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Jiang Xian slowly and said, "Mr. Jiang Xian, I am sorry, what happened today!"

"Who are you?" Jiang Xian looked at Powell with a smile.

"FBI Director-Powell!" Powell introduced himself briefly.

"FBI's boss?" Jiang Xian looked up and down at Powell, then suddenly laughed: "Director Powell, I suddenly realized that you look quite like the Director of SHIELD!"

Powell smiled bitterly, looked at Jiang Xian and smiled, "So, Mr. Jiang Xian, is also interested in the culture of us Americans!"

"I don't have any interest, I just watch the fun!" Jiang Xian smiled and said, "Director Powell, are you going to send me away?"

Powell nodded and smiled, "Mr. Jiang Xian, I'm sorry, so many unpleasant things have happened, but now it's okay, you can leave!"

Jiang Xian smiled slightly and said slowly: "No hurry, I don't want to leave so early!"

But Powell was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Why?"

"I feel very wronged!" Jiang Xian sat on the table and looked at Powell and smiled: "You have also seen that the director and his subordinates tried to abuse torture on me, saying that they wanted to teach me a lesson, God! Do you know, how terrible that is? Do you know how hurt I am?"

Powell looked at the police officers who were still humming, and then looked at Chris who was unconscious, and muttered in his heart, "You are injured, you were beaten by you when I saw them. At that moment, Powell coughed gently and continued to speak: "Mr. Jiang Xian, it seems that things are not like this! You don't seem to be hurt. At that time, our director and our New York police will be seriously injured by you!"

"Haha, I have an internal injury. Do you understand the internal injury? It's just that my internal organs have been seriously injured. Don't look at me like this now. Maybe I'll die later!" Jiang Xian looked at Powell with a smile.

Shameless!

Powell suddenly felt a little surprised. Is this young man really a god-level powerhouse? How could he be so shameless, talking lies with his eyes open and hurting internally? What are you kidding?

"Internal injuries, but it seems that you are always moving!" Powell looked at Jiang Xian, but suddenly became interested in his heart. As the boss of the FBI, Powell became interested. If he could successfully instigate Jiang Xian and make him a member of American citizens, it would be a great thing.

"Yes, you should know! Our Chinese has a trick called Seven Injury Fist. The so-called Seven Injury Fist is to practice Seven Injury. If you hurt your enemy first, you will hurt yourself. I am also seriously injured now. I will hit them!" Jiang Xian said with a smile: "You have to give me a little bit of expression! If I just walked out like this, I would still be laughed at by someone. Let's talk about it, my injury is so serious. If you don't give me some medical expenses, it's not good!"

"So I don't know how much medical expenses you need, Mr. Jiang Xian?" Powell stared at Jiang Xian in a daze.

Jiang Xian raised a finger and smiled and said, "100 million US dollars!"

Powell couldn't help but be slightly stunned. However, he slowly spoke: "I'm sorry, I can't agree to you in this matter!"

"Then let's change the way!" Jiang Xian said with a smile: "I hope I can sell my Sanjiang Automobile to the United States. Well, I want to build my branch factory here!"

"This is not my business!" Powell couldn't help but be stunned. He knew Jiang Xian's Sanjiang Automobile Factory and also heard how fuel-efficient the Sanjiang Automobile Factory established by Jiang Xian was, but he knew better how huge impact and impact Jiang Xian's car would have on the United States once it entered the United States. Now some traditional car factories in Japan have basically been abandoned. The streets and alleys are almost all Jiang Xian's cars.

Once Jiang Xian's car enters the United States, haha, then other leaders in the United States' automobile industry will probably close.

So now all the commercial leaders of automobiles have been organizing Jiang Xian's cars to enter the United States. Now Jiang Xian's Sanjiang Automobile is driving around Japan and South Korea. Their sales in Asia have already gone down the well. If Jiang Xian comes to the United States, haha, do they still need to mess around.

These car leaders spared no effort to prevent Jiang Xian's car from entering the United States. Whether it was official or secretly power, they did not allow Jiang Xian to steal their beautiful meat from their jobs.

"Then there is nothing to do!" Jiang Xian spread his hands and said with a smile: "I will continue to heal my injuries here until my injuries heal. I can't say that I am in a good mood and still don't do it, but I was in a bad mood that day. Haha, Mr. Powell, you should not blame me!"

Powell had the urge to vomit blood. After watching Jiang Xian seriously for a long time, he slowly spoke: "I'm sorry, I can't agree to you both conditions for the time being, but I can ask the above for some advice, Mr. Jiang Xian!"

"Then please ask for instructions!" Jiang Xian smiled and said, "I'll wait for you!"

Powell just looked at Jiang Xian with a wry smile, and then slowly said, "Mr. Jiang Xian, please leave this interrogation room. I am sorry for what happened today, but I will give you an answer!"

"Before this, you must agree to some of my requests. Don't worry, these are not big requests!" Jiang Xian looked at Powell and smiled and said, "I think you should do it!"

"Mr. Jiang Xian, but it's okay!" Powell looked at Jiang Xian and said with a calm smile.

"That's right!" Jiang Xian said calmly: "When I came, I saw that our Chinese were bullied by some local gangsters. I am very home-based. You should also know that I hit people because of this reason. I wondered why, why are we Chinese paying taxes to the US government like the same, but why do you ignore anything?"

Powell was stunned for a moment, then said seriously: "Mr. Jiang Xian, don't worry, I will send someone to protect the Chinese Street and promise that no one will bully the Chinese again!"

Jiang Xian smiled and said, "Of course, this is just my personal suggestion, and he is also there!"

While saying that, Jiang Xian pointed to the smile on the ground and said, "I don't like this person, can he disappear?"

When he saw Chris, Powell had the urge to go wild. If this guy who did not succeed was enough to make a mistake, if he had not done it in time, he would have been afraid that today's matter would be a big deal. In the future, he might endanger himself. Powell hated Chris and he was itchy.

At that moment, Powell spoke without hesitation: "Mr. Jiang Xian, don't worry, I will deal with it!"

Jiang Xian smiled and said, "That's good, Director Powell, where are we going?"

Just as the two were talking, suddenly, a man walked into the interrogation room quickly, came to Powell, and saluted respectfully, and then spoke seriously: "Director, there are two people outside. They claim to be from the Gambino family and the Dorkes family. They are here to guarantee Mr. Jiang Xian!"

Speaking of this, the agent glanced at Jiang Xian with a look of surprise in his eyes. Who is this young man from China? He actually let his director go out in person. Even the people from the Gambino family and the Dorks family come.

Powell looked at Jiang Xian and said, "Mr. Jiang Xian..."

Jiang Xian glanced at the agent and said calmly: "Let them wait for me for half an hour. Your director said that they always have to agree to one of the two requests I made. Haha, I believe that Mr. Powell's boss will definitely make a choice that satisfies me!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!