Chapter 9： Powerful tuxedo

Huang Wen thought for a while and decided to try his tuxedo ability. Huang Wen first issued an order to modify the nearby camera, delete all evidence of his appearance on the street, and then forged it.

Soon, all the images on Huang Wen's camera were modified. Huang Wen had never left Chinatown during this period, let alone come to the vicinity of a karate gym.

Then there was Benson. After he left the karate gym, he did not turn into the alley, but continued on.

Then, from the sleeves of the tuxedo, a long cloth was formed. Although Huang asked not knowing what the principle of this tuxedo was, it didn’t seem to follow the conservation of mass at all, but a cloth that was enough to wrap Benson was indeed Appeared in Huang Wen's hands.

The most important thing is that after Huang Wen will wrap Benson in this long cloth, Benson will be invisible, with no trace at all.

Of course, it's just a visual invisibility, not a complete invisibility.

Then, Huang Wen's tuxedo also activated the stealth mode. The collar of the tuxedo instantly stood up, wrapping Huang Wen's head, but Huang Wen was able to see the outside scene through the tuxedo.

"It looks like it works!" Huang Wen nodded in satisfaction. Fortunately, he doesn't have any strange habits, otherwise this tuxedo can do some incredible things.

"Counting this way, just with this tuxedo, I am equivalent to some mutants with strange abilities." Huang Wen thought about his own positioning, "Being bulletproof, walking on the water, flying over the walls, and even stealth, the ability is very good. Comprehensive, coupled with my own strength, next, maybe I can start dealing with that brother Lian Gang!"

"Thinking about it, if you want to avenge Huang Hong, it should be more than just killing the person who opened the gun? At least, it also requires the destruction of the senior leaders of the Brother Lian Gang..."

Thinking of this, Huang Wen bent down, hugged Benson, and held it on his shoulders, then left the alley and walked outside.

At this time, there were people on the street one after another, but no one could see Huang Wen, let alone see the body of Benson in Huang Wen's hand.

Although Benson is about 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than two hundred catties, to Huang Wen, this weight is nothing at all.

Soon, Huang Wen brought Benson’s body to the bank of the East River. There was no one on the East River at this time. Huang Wen easily put Benson’s body into the water and then made it invisible. The long cloth pulled down, watching Benson's body being washed away by the water, Huang Wen nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, why didn't I feel uncomfortable because of the killing?" Huang asked a question, "Is it because there are no tragedies and bloodstains? Or am I adapted to blood and violence?"

Huang Wen didn't get an answer, he just turned and left silently, and returned to the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall.

I have to say that the business of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall is really bad. Although there are already a lot of fitness equipment in the martial arts hall, there is still no student, and no one even came to take a look.

This is also the reason why Huang Hong could not wait to make changes before. Although Huang Hong still has a lot of savings in his hands because of his living habits, it is enough for him and Huang Wen to worry about food and clothing, but Huang Hong still I don't like the life of sitting and eating.

"It's a pity!" Huang Wen put the tuxedo away, looked at the empty martial arts gym, and began to think about how to develop the martial arts gym. The so-called fitness card routine would definitely not work.

Not to mention that there are so many gyms in the United States, and even home fitness and street fitness are not a few. It is said that although this location in Chinatown is good, it is next to Wall Street, Broadway and even the city government, but there is no need for others to travel far and wide. So formal gym fitness!

Coupled with the current retreat of kung fu fever, free fighting and even mixed martial arts have become popular in the United States. Kung fu alone is no longer enough to satisfy the appetite of the American people.

"Maybe, it can be a stir." Huang Wen's eyes flashed a little thought. After constructing an unwritten small plan in his mind, he went upstairs to rest.

At noon, Huang Wen once again came to Zhong Bo’s hot pot restaurant for dinner. Even though Huang Wen, who is good at time management, only slept for four hours, he was still full of energy. After all, he was a man who surpassed the limit of the human body.

"Ask, you look good today!" Bayu hot pot restaurant still has no business, but fortunately, whether it is Zhong Bo or Huang Hong, they have long foresight and have already bought their own store house.

"Uncle Zhong's business is still not good!" Huang Wen came to the innermost position and looked at Uncle Zhong and smiled, "It seems that I will come to Uncle Zhong more to take care of your business in the future!"

"Cut, it's like your martial arts gym is doing well. I can at least open it this day. How long has it been since you have entered?" Zhong Bo opened the hot pot, and UU reading stared angrily. Huang asked, "By the way, you are in a good mood today..."

"There are eyebrows." Huang Wen looked around and made sure that no one had entered the hot pot restaurant. He lowered his voice, "That Benson, I have solved it, and I also know that the cause of my...father's death is."

When Huang Wen mentioned Huang Hong's name, he was still a little uncomfortable, but Zhong Bo had no doubt at all. Instead, he thought that Huang Wen was not used to Huang Hong's departure for a while.

"What do you mean by solving it?" Uncle Zhong glanced at Huang asked, hurried to the door, closed the door of the hot pot restaurant, looked at Huang Wen cautiously, and looked a little worried, "You haven't been found, right?"

"No." Huang Wen shook his head confidently. Not only did he modify the camera, he was also invisible all the time. No one could find him. "Don't worry, Mr. Zhong, no one will find me, no one even knows that I am leaving. Cross Chinatown!"

"Huh?" Uncle Zhong couldn't help but stunned for a moment, then nodded, "If you are sure, it's okay that the brothers really did it?"

"That's right, it's them." Huang Wen nodded, sighed lightly, and then explained how Huang Hong got into the Brotherhood Gang.

"It's really a disaster!" Uncle Zhong also sighed heavily, looking a little helpless. "The past two years have been a little better. When we first came to Chinatown, we were often excluded and even implicated in some inexplicable ways. In the fight of the gangs."

"I heard that the domestic environment is good now, and I am going to let Zhong Qiang go back to China after graduating. He is old and wants to return to his roots..."

"Falling leaves return to their roots." Huang Wen's eyes flashed a wave of fluctuations, and he also wanted to know what the mysterious Huaxia looked like in this Marvel world.