My Iron Suit

Just sitting in the car all the way, Chen Mo can clearly see that New York at this time compared with 70 years ago, the change can be described as sky-turning.

But walking on this familiar street, Chen Mo found that the environment here did not change much when he left.

The red brick building on both sides of the street was still the same as it was at the beginning, but it was more time-honored than before. The historical atmosphere of the vicissitudes of Chen and Hou, the narrow streets were more clean and tidy than before.

The black retro lampposts, old and mottled, are still standing straight on the street. The dim light casts a layer of time-filled streets with gold that represents the years, and the whole street looks quiet and serene.

It was already in the evening, the lights were on, and the lights in the windows of the houses on both sides were already lit.

In front of a three-story building, Chen Mo stopped and stood on the street. Looking at the familiar martial arts hall, Chen Mo’s face could not help but reveal a trace of nostalgia.

The bright lights were transmitted through the windows of the martial arts hall, and a fierce fighting sound fainted from the door.

Chen Mo could not help but smile, stepped forward to the door, raised his hand and gently knocked the door of the martial arts hall.

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In the past, Chen Mo gave the seven-mart to the Wang Kun. Now 70 years have passed. Wang Kun, who is over 100 years old, has stopped paying attention to helping the Chinese affairs. He has completely handed over the seven guards to his son and grandson. In the martial arts hall to support the elderly, by the way, watching the grandson practicing martial arts.

Wang Kun, the great grandson of Wang Kun, grew up listening to the story of Chen Mo. The biggest ideal is not to take over the seven-guards, to become the underground emperor of New York or even the whole United States, but to become a powerful superhero like Chen Mo, to eliminate evil. Power to maintain world peace.

Wang Kun’s family has been single-handed for so many years. His son and grandson spent most of their energy on the management and development of the Seventh Ring. After seventy years of development, this was originally in charge of the underground forces in Brooklyn, New York. The organization has now evolved into a giant, controlling the underground forces of most of the United States.

However, they did not violate the family rules that Chen Mo originally enacted. In addition to the gray industry such as smuggling, casinos, and nightclubs, drugs, robbery, human trafficking, and prostitution have been strictly prohibited. Once they are found to be severely punished, they are also Because of the existence of the Seventh Ring, the law and order of the entire United States is much more stable than it is in reality.

Although many criminal acts are no longer touched by them, under the guidance of Chen Mo, they have made tremendous development in many legal industries.

In the industries of construction, transportation, food, medicine, clothing, animal husbandry, hotels, real estate, etc., Qijie Gang is firmly occupying a place. Many well-known large enterprises and groups are actually the industry of Qijie Gang. Talking about total assets is a huge astronomical figure that no company can match.

As the future successor of this huge force, Wang Jin was not interested in the gang's affairs. After graduating from college, he did not follow the father's request and went to the gang to help manage the affairs. Instead, he moved directly into the martial arts. Following the retired Wang Kun, practicing martial arts every day.

There are improved super soldier sera provided by Albert. Their life span is very long. Wang Kun, who is over a hundred years old, looks like he is fifty years old. His body is very strong, but he is not in a hurry to let Wang Jin take over the seven precepts. Help, plus Wang Kun nodded, they also let him stay in the martial arts to practice martial arts.

Wang Jin’s favorite place to stay is not the luxurious and generous family estate of Green Street, but this simple and simple martial arts hall, because there are all kinds of magical stories.

When he was a child, he used all the things that Wang Kun said as a story to listen to. When he grew up, he inexplicably injected the super soldier's serum. His physical fitness soared to three times in a short period of time, and he knew that those who had been him. The magical things that come into being a story are all true!

One person double-gun, instantly killing more than a dozen mafia who hit the door; sneaked into the dock, rescued his grandmother and grandfather in the siege of dozens of gunmen, and destroyed all the enemies; seven nights The two Mafia headquarters, the two families were destroyed overnight.

Unarmed and empty fists left seven punches on the thick tower shield, shocking all underground forces and forming seven guards; in the European battlefield, swordsman tanks, shredded armored vehicles, relying on a long sword, destroying the powerful Hydra The legion, destroying the base, destroyed the huge Hydra organization by itself and rewrote the battle.

Wang Jin once again listened to Wang Kun’s remarks. The shock in his heart was hard to say. He was the legendary ancestor who founded this martial art and built the seven-guards. He is no longer the kind of protagonist in the story. Simple worship, but a true reverence and yearning from the heart.

How much he hopes to see the legendary hero with his own eyes, but unfortunately he has been missing for 70 years. It is said that in the final battle to destroy the Hydra, in order to avoid the bombing of the human city, driving the Hydra super The plane fell into the sea, and Wang Jin has been deeply regretted.

This evening, Wang Kun and Wang Jin were practicing in the martial arts hall.

Although Wang Kun is over 100 years old, he seems to be only in his early fifties. His physical fitness is not worse than that of the young Wang Jin. He even has to be stronger. With so many years of hard work and hard work, Kung Fu is far above Wang Jin. If he didn't deliberately keep his hand, Wang Jin couldn't support him a few times.

However, Wang Jin’s fighting talent is not bad. He also laid a very solid foundation when he was a child. Since he graduated from university and returned to the martial arts hall, his strength has also improved a lot under the guidance of Wang Kun. Although he can’t walk a few strokes in Wang Kun’s hands. But outside, it is already a famous fighting master.

When the two were playing fiercely, a knock on the door suddenly sounded and interrupted their battle.

After the strengthening of the super soldier's serum, the five senses of the two were very sharp. Although they were fighting fiercely, they still clearly heard the knocking of the door.

The two people stopped to fight, and there were very few people coming to the martial arts hall. Wang Kun’s family would also inform you in advance, and the two could not think of who would knock at the door.

Wang Jin looked up at Wang Kun.

"Go open the door."

Wang Kun said.

When he wants to come, maybe he is a passer-by who doesn't understand the situation. The hidden guards around the martial arts are only used to guard against a large number of threatened enemies. Ordinary people who do not carry weapons will not be blocked. Someone has come to the door and want to come. Xuewu, so Wang Kun did not think much, telling him that this is a private martial arts, and that it is not.

Wang Jin heard Wang Kun’s instructions and turned around and went to open the door. He felt that his status was very good. He wanted to see if he could hold more time under Wang Kun’s hand, but he was interrupted.

However, he will not be angered by people outside the door. After all, they are not brutal gangs. They treat ordinary people. They are still very gentle. He is just curious and who is knocking on the door.

Going to the door, Wang Jin slowly opened the door, and the person standing outside the door appeared in his eyes.

This is a tall, tall young man who looks like he is about the same age. His angular face is a bit cold, his eyes are deep and sharp, and he seems to be able to penetrate the heart.

He wore a black suit in a fit, handsome and handsome, but noble and elegant, the whole person's momentum is very extraordinary, Wang Jin instinctive feeling is definitely not an ordinary person.

Although the person in front of him looked a bit cold and fierce, but the keen Wang Jin did not feel a bit of hostility from him. On the contrary, from Chen Mo’s eyes to him, he could feel a kind of similarity with Wang Kun when he looked at him. It feels like an elder is watching his younger generation.

This feeling is very strange. The person standing in front of him is obviously a young man like him.

Although he was puzzled, he asked politely.

"Who are you looking for?"

Chen Mo looked at the handsome young man in front of him. From the face that he and Wang Kun had a similar appearance, Chen Mo easily guessed his identity~www.ltnovel.com~ Wang Kun’s great grandson, the original Wang Kungang went to the martial arts hall It was almost as big, and now his grandson has grown up.

Mind a little bit in the heart, Chen Mo said slowly.

"I am looking for Wang Kun."

"Wang Kun?"

Wang Jin heard the words, but it was a bit confusing. As a family patriarch, almost no one dared to call Wang Kun hungry, so Wang Jin did not react to it at one time. Chen Mo said that he was too grandfather.

However, some people have reacted.

After Wang Kun let Wang Jin go to the door, he turned to the sofa on the side, and planned to take a cup of tea to rest, and then continue to practice his great grandchildren.

As for the people outside the door, the ordinary people who went to the wrong place, let Wang Jin go and send it himself.

It was only that he had just picked up the cup. The familiar sound of his name at the door was that his hand could not help but shake the tea in the cup.

Being able to call his name doesn't make him too surprised. Although he hasn't mentioned it for many years, even those who know his existence are not sure about his name, but there are always people who know it.

But this familiar voice made him unable to remain calm.

When he slammed down the teacup, Wang Kun stood up fiercely and walked toward the door with excitement.

Across the distance, Wang Kun saw the unfamiliar figure outside the door through the open door. Compared with 70 years ago, there was almost no change, but the momentum seemed to become more powerful.

Wang Kun has been in charge of the Seven Commandments for many years, and he has been holding power. The mood has already become very calm, but at this moment, he is excited and flushed, his lips screaming and shouting.

"The owner!"

"You are finally back!"