Huang Wen thought for a while and decided to try the ability of the tuxedo. Huang Wen first issued an order to modify the nearby camera, deleted all the evidence that he appeared in the street, and then forged it.

    Soon, in the few cameras that captured Huang Wen, all the pictures were modified. Huang Wen never left Chinatown, let alone near the karate hall.

    Then Benson. After he left the karate hall, he didn''t turn into the alley, but continued to move forward.

    Then a long cloth was generated from the sleeve of the tuxedo. Although Huang Wen didn''t know what the principle of the tuxedo was. It seemed that it didn''t follow the conservation of mass, a cloth enough to wrap Benson did appear in Huang Wen''s hands.

    The most important thing is that after Huang Wen wrapped Bensen with this long cloth, Bensen became invisible and could not see a trace at all.

    Of course, only visual stealth is not complete stealth.

    Subsequently, Huang Wen''s tuxedo also started the stealth mode. The collar of the tuxedo instantly stood up and wrapped Huang Wen''s head, but Huang Wen could see the outside scene through the tuxedo.

    "It looks like it''s easy to use!" Huang asked and nodded with satisfaction. Fortunately, he didn''t have any strange hobbies, otherwise the tuxedo could do some amazing things.

    "So, just having this tuxedo, I''m equivalent to some mutants with strange abilities." Huang asked, thinking about his positioning, "I can be bulletproof, walk on water, fly over eaves and walls, and even invisible. My ability is very comprehensive. Coupled with my own strength, I may be able to deal with the brotherhood Gang!"

    "Well, if you want to help Huang Hong take revenge, it should be more than killing the shooter? At least, you need the destruction of the senior level of the Gelian gang..."

    Thinking of this, Huang Wen bent down, picked up Benson, held him on his shoulder, and then left the alley and walked out.

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

    Although Benson is about 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms, for Huang Wen, this weight is nothing at all.

    Soon, Huang Wen took Benson''s body to the Bank of the East River. At this time, there was no one on the Bank of the East River. Huang Wen easily put Benson''s body into the water, then pulled down the invisible long cloth, watched Benson''s body washed away by the water, and Huang Wen nodded with satisfaction.

    "In other words, why didn''t I feel uncomfortable because of killing?" Huang asked a question. "Is it because there is no tragedy and blood? Or am I used to blood and violence?"

    Huang Wen didn''t get the answer, but silently turned and left and returned to Yongchun martial arts school.

    I have to say that the business of Yongchun martial arts school is really poor. Although there are a lot of fitness equipment in the martial arts school, there are still no students, or even no one comes to have a look.

    That''s why Huang Hong can''t wait to make changes before. Although Huang Hong still has a lot of savings in his hands because of his living habits, which is enough for him to ask Huang about food and clothing, Huang Hong still doesn''t like the life of sitting on a mountain and eating nothing.

    "What a pity!" Huang asked, putting away his tuxedo. Looking at the empty martial arts school, he began to think about how to carry forward the martial arts school. The so-called routine of fitness cards alone must not work.

    Not to mention that there are so many gyms in the United States, even family fitness and street fitness are not a few. Although the location of Chinatown is good, next to Wall Street, Broadway and even the municipal government, there is no need for others to come all the way to a seemingly informal gym for fitness!

    With the decline of Kung Fu fever, free fighting and even comprehensive fighting have become popular in the United States. Pure Kung Fu is no longer enough to satisfy the appetite of the American people.

    "Maybe you can stir fry it." Huang Wen''s eyes flashed a thought. After building an unwritten plan in his heart, he went upstairs to have a rest.

    At noon, Huang Wen came to Zhong Bo''s hot pot restaurant for dinner again. Huang Wen, who is good at time management, is still energetic even though he only slept for four hours. After all, he is a man who has exceeded the limit of the human body.

    "Xiaowen, you look in good spirits today!" Bayu hot pot shop still has no business. Whether it''s Zhong Bo or Huang Hong, they have long had foresight and have bought the house in their store.

    "Zhong Bo''s business here is still not very good!" Huang asked. He came to the inner position and looked at Zhong Bo with a smile. "It seems that I have to come to Zhong Bo to take care of your business in the future!"

    "Cut, it''s like your martial arts school has a good business. I can at least open this day. How long have you been there?" Zhong Bo opened the hot pot and glared at Huang angrily. "You''re in a good mood today..."

    "There are eyebrows." Huang asked and looked around. After confirming that no one entered the hot pot shop, he lowered his voice. "Benson, I have solved it. I also know that I... The cause of my father''s death."

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

    "What does it mean?" Zhong Bo glanced at Huang and hurried to the door to close the door of the hot pot shop. He looked at Huang carefully and looked worried. "Haven''t you been found?"

    "No." Huang asked, shaking his head confidently. He not only modified the camera, but also became invisible all the way. Who can find him? "Don''t worry, uncle Zhong, no one will find me. No one even knows that I''ve left Chinatown!"

    "Hmm?" Uncle Zhong couldn''t help but be stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "you''re sure, it''s really the people of the Gelian Gang?"

    "Yes, it''s them." Huang asked, nodded, sighed, and then told how Huang Hong got into the Gelian gang.

    "It''s really a disaster!" Zhong Bo sighed heavily and looked helpless. "In the past two years, it''s better. When we came to Chinatown, we were often excluded, and even inexplicably involved in the struggle of small gangs."

    "I heard that the domestic environment is good now. I''m going to let Zhong Qiang go back to China after graduation. People are old and want to return to their roots..."

    "The fallen leaves return to their roots." Huang asked with a flicker in his eyes. He also wanted to know what the mysterious China looked like in the marvelous world.