I'm a spy in the film

"You are breaking the law!"

Chen Ying stood up from behind, glared at Lu Guofu, and said coldly to Joseph:

"I'm Chen Ying from the New York City Police Department. You must leave here immediately, or I will arrest you for trespassing..."

Before she could finish her words, she heard the master behind her urgently reminding her: "Be careful!" At the same time, she caught a glimpse of two figures approaching her quickly from both sides.

"mean!"

Chen Ying was very angry, but he was not panicked. He did not choose to resist, but stepped back decisively, clenching his fists and preparing to fight.

However, the opponent's joint attack was long-planned and she could not easily dodge it.

At this time, Chen Ying also saw clearly that the people who attacked her were the short man with a mustache and a middle-aged Asian man wearing a leather jacket and jeans from the group brought by Lu Guofu.

The man with a small moustache who looked like a Japanese stared at Chen Ying like a hungry wolf ready to pounce. The middle-aged man in jeans seemed to walk slowly but was actually fast, and his demeanor was calm and steady. He did not seem like an opponent who could be easily dealt with.

These two people put a lot of pressure on Chen Ying, causing her momentum to weaken. She knew that simply avoiding was not a solution and she had to fight back.

In a flash, she had figured out everything and decided to attack the man with a mustache, because she found that the middle-aged Asian man had steady steps, as if he had practiced leg skills. She had just been "bullied" by Bourne with his Tan kick, so she was very reluctant to face a guy who practiced leg skills again. Moreover, this Japanese man with a mustache was a head shorter than her, so her iron wire fist had room to be used.

So Chen Ying concentrated his energy on his dantian, lowered his body, took a step with his right foot and was about to rush to the right. At the same time, he raised his right palm high, as if holding an iron whip, ready to smash it towards the enemy's head.

However, at this moment, the man with a mustache and the middle-aged Asian man suddenly stopped what they were doing and stood still, motionless.

This sudden change caught Chen Ying off guard. She had already rushed to a position less than two meters in front of the man with a mustache. She could clearly see that the corner of the man's mouth was slightly raised, revealing a cunning smile.

"Is it a scam?"

This thought flashed through Chen Ying's mind, but at this moment she was like an arrow on a string and had to shoot. Although she had already used up most of the strength in her raised right arm, she could not slow down the speed of her body.

"Damn, I'm going to hit this guy. I hope I don't knock him away."

Chen Ying was thinking, but she didn't notice that although the mustache man was standing still, he had quietly clenched his right hand behind his back, waiting for Chen Ying to rush forward and then punch. He had been practicing this underarm punch for a long time, and he guaranteed that after the woman was hit, she would fall to the ground and couldn't get up.

Seeing the man approaching with his white shirt pushing up his slightly protruding breasts, a cruel pleasure of destroying a flower surged into his heart. The mustache man's eyes shone brightly, and he exhaled and said:

"What!"

He lowered his body, and his right fist behind his back came out silently, attacking Chen Ying's chest like a poisonous snake.

"stop!"

At this moment, a figure arrived from behind and kicked the man with a mustache on the wrist, deflecting his punch and causing him to stagger. At the same time, the man stretched out his hand and gently touched Chen Ying's shoulder, stabilizing her unbalanced body and helping her to stand.

It’s Master Yuan Qiang.

"Mr. Joseph, they started it first. I filmed it all!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Guofu held the phone in front of Joseph like he was presenting a treasure, and said with a flattering smile: "If they take these to court, they will lose everything!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Master Yuan Qiang, Master Zhao Aling, and Chen Ying's faces changed, and they all glared at Lu Guofu, but they had no intention of rushing forward to snatch his phone and destroy the video. However, Bourne knew that this kind of edited video would not stand up to investigation and could be easily overturned. It was completely unreliable. The other party should have another trick up their sleeves, but the surveillance camera he had "borrowed" from the bureau a few days ago was not installed in vain. If the other party really used this dirty trick, then he would definitely let the other party taste the FBI's iron fist of justice.

Chen Ying had just stood up and was catching her breath when she heard Lu Guofu's shameless remarks. She scolded him harshly, "These videos of yours are taken out of context and cannot be used as evidence at all!"

"That's it!"

Joseph, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, waved his hand in boredom to interrupt Chen Ying's words. These cowardly Chinese people only know how to talk about evidence. Humph, if I want, I have plenty of "real" evidence for you. If it weren't for that damn NYPD deputy chief who took my money but didn't do anything, I would have sunk you into the Hudson River long ago.

"Heisen, deal with them quickly and make them sign the agreement. Don't delay my afternoon schedule!"

Joseph no longer looked at Yuan Qiang and the other four. He turned and walked out, leaving his men here. He had no interest in fighting. Besides, weren't the martial arts masters he had spent a lot of money to recruit going to play a role at this time? He originally thought they were some powerful people, but they turned out to be two old men from China and a little policeman who didn't know the height of the world. As for Bourne, he didn't notice him at all and thought he was just an ordinary student. After all, apart from the Chinese, not many people took those fancy tricks seriously.

The black man named by Joseph was a 2.2-meter-tall black man. He was not only the tallest among the group, but also the strongest. While the others were wearing formal clothes, he was the only one wearing big pants and a vest. His dark and shiny muscles were completely exposed to the air, and he looked full of wild power.

He was also the most brutal and warlike among the group of people Joseph had gathered. He had long been unable to restrain himself. As soon as he heard the order, he suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and with his arm as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, he punched Master Yuan Qiang who was standing in the front.

The punch was so powerful and heavy that it came towards Master Yuan Qiang's head with a whistling sound, as if he was going to kill the old man with one punch.

"Humph!"

A cold light flashed in Bourne's eyes, and his figure swayed. He disappeared from the position where he was originally standing behind. When he reappeared, he had already rushed in front of Hessen.

Faced with the young man who suddenly appeared, Hessen's eyes narrowed. It was such a fast speed, but he didn't care too much, because he could see that this person was an American. If Americans practiced kung fu, they should learn boxing like him. And he was a white man, so just pretend to be a dead white man!

It was difficult to aim at the head, so Hesse's fist shifted slightly downward and hit Bourne's chest.

However, in the blink of an eye, the white man disappeared. What a ghost!

Hesse's eyes suddenly widened.

But before he could come to his senses, there were two crisp "crackling" sounds, and Bourne's toes had already kicked him twice in the pit of his knees.

Heisen's legs went soft, and his whole body slid forward on his knees with the inertia of the forward rush, until he stopped one meter in front of Chen Ying.

His knees stopped sliding but his upper body still maintained the inertia of rushing forward, causing Heisen to fall forward again. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and supported himself with his hands, thus avoiding the failed position of lying on the ground. However, Heisen, who had not graduated from elementary school, did not know that his posture of supporting himself with his knees and hands and looking forward at this time had a special term in China called "kneeling"!

"FXXK, SHIT!"

Heisen used both of his palms to prop up his upper body, and with a roar, he was about to go find the white guy who had plotted against him, but his attention was attracted by the screams and curses coming from behind him. When he turned around, he was stunned by the scene in front of him:

"Shit, what happened?"