I'm a priest in North America, and I'm my own god.

Los Angeles.

Westchester.

This international airport in America, which carries traffic from all over the world, has an amazing throughput.

A flight from the Far East landed slowly, the cabin door opened, and passengers got off the plane one after another.

One of the women had a unique temperament, as if everything around her was eclipsed. When you see her, you suddenly feel that everything around you is unimportant.

She is the peerless beauty who took over the body of Yumiko Asakusa, the demon concubine in the Conferred God Years, the nine-tailed demon fox Daji.

Daji has completely accepted modern knowledge and her clothes have changed.

At this moment, she is wearing simple but elegant modern clothes, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes like water, even with such a simple outfit, she has not changed her from top to bottom. A kind of fascinating charm.

Every move and every look of hers seems to carry magic, making people involuntarily fall for her.

Of course, this beauty and charm, appearing in this country that is already chaotic enough, seems to be a matter of course to cause unnecessary trouble.

So, as soon as she walked out of the airport, Daji was targeted by a group of people.

In this chaotic country, or in other words, where there is light, there must be darkness. It's just that sometimes the light is too strong, and the darkness will hide in hidden corners and dare not show its head.

But if the superstructure is too messy and blocks the light and sunlight, then the bottom will have mold and decay due to the blocking of sunlight.

Gangsters have a considerable weight in the underground world of America, not to mention that now the gods are resurrected and the world is becoming more and more chaotic in America.

But no matter how it changes.

Whether black or white, they ultimately point to one direction, that is, interests.

To get benefits, you must have the power to make yourself get benefits.

For example, the leader of the Los Angeles Brotherhood is a tall black man named Michael. He awakened a superpower when he was dying in a gunfight.

It can instantly increase his strength by 5 to 10 times. The angrier he is, the greater his strength will be. At the same time as his strength increases, his skin also increases in the same proportion of toughness, enhancing the skin's defense ability.

Just like the movie Hulk, Michael called his superpower Hulk Strength.

Michael also occupied the blocks around the international airport after twisting the necks of the four gang leaders because of his awakened superpower.

He had power.

He had territory, and of course, the ultimate goal was to gain profit.

Since ancient times.

The jobs that gangs can make money from are all the same.

Among them, human trafficking, or trafficking, is a common business in American gangs.

So.

Regularly looking for matches from homeless people, and looking for suitable men or women who are handsome or beautiful enough from women or men who come to travel, was the business scope of the American gangs in the past.

This is also their interest.

Now the times are different.

An Oriental can give birth to a mixed-race child with Europeans and Americans to continue the bloodline of Oriental gods.

This also increases the danger of many Oriental tourists who come to travel or do business many times.

Daji's beauty and temperament can be seen from the 7 men who bumped into chairs, carts or others, and the 16 women who bumped into chairs, carts or others. It can be seen how strong the charm of Daji, the nine-tailed fox demon, is.

"Boss, if you can get this woman, you can sell her at a sky-high price!"

The leather jacket man next to Mike suggested seriously.

"No, I'm tempted!"

The tall and strong black man twisted his neck, and the cervical joints made a creaking sound, and his face was full of greed and desire.

"Bring that woman back!"

...

Daji got on a taxi.

To be honest.

A first-generation demon concubine, taking a plane and a taxi, if you tell others, I'm afraid that old friends will laugh at her.

But now, in an emergency, everything needs to be low-key.

At least before you recover some of your own strength, you need to be low-key.

She didn't know how to be low-key back then, so she was dug out of Xuanyuan Tomb and thrown to Chaoge.

But soon, she realized something was wrong.

Although it was her first time to come to America, as an old monster who had survived in the mythical world for thousands of years, and a generation of monster concubine, Daji's learning ability was terrifying.

So before coming, she knew where her destination was after just a glance at the electronic map of America, but now the direction and route of the taxi were completely wrong, which could be said to be going in the opposite direction.

A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It just so happened that the monsters were the first to appear in the world, and they could not attack people without cause and effect.

For thousands of years, monsters that have been mixed in the human world, if they want to eat the first person, they have to change into gold and silver and throw them on the road for people to pick up, and then they dare to eat after the cause and effect is established.

Originally, Daji was still thinking about how to choose the first person to bite, and how to establish cause and effect with the other party in this world.

But unexpectedly, the cause and effect came.

Because of this, she remained calm, but was very calm, and even indifferently watched the taxi driver pull her into a gangster camp.

"Oh, look who's here!"

As the leader of the fraternity, this is the first time he wants to take a woman for himself.

So now he wants to use a slightly gentler method to pursue this island woman in front of him.

"You're the one who brought me here?

I thought you'd be a certain kind of person, but I didn't expect you to be a loser like me!"

Daji snorted coldly. She had already had some expectations before coming here.

A so-called modern society's gang must have at least a few powerful people, right?

The stronger the person, the more nourishing the yang and blood she can absorb.

But unexpectedly, after coming here with great expectations, she found that none of the so-called gangsters could fight.

The only one who was acceptable was only two or three times stronger than an ordinary person.

So she snorted coldly and spoke indifferently, without any fear of falling into the hands of the gangsters.

On the contrary, she stretched out her hand and directly pinched the necks of the two gang members who were controlling her, one on the left and one on the right, and knocked them together, and the two fainted.

Michael was shocked when he saw this reaction, and he knew that soft tactics would not work.

So he decided to use force. This woman's skills were so strong and fierce, I'm afraid she must be a martial arts master!

But no matter how powerful the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention guns.

At his command, his men rushed forward and surrounded Daji. The most important thing is that they all had guns.

In modern society, who would fight with you if you are a gangster?

Of course, they would fight with you with a shotgun!

Although Daji was surrounded by more than a dozen guns, she did not show any fear.

She smiled slightly, as if all this was within her expectations.

Just as the gang members were about to take action, Daji suddenly moved.

Her figure disappeared instantly, and when she appeared again, she was already in front of Michael.

She waved her hand lightly, and an invisible force held Michael firmly.

Michael looked at Daji in horror, and saw a strange light flashing in her eyes.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile and slowly spoke, her voice was like the sound of nature, but with a chilling chill: "You ordinary people dare to attack me?"

As soon as the voice fell, Daji's figure disappeared again. The next moment, her eight tails appeared out of thin air, dancing in the air, emitting dazzling white light.

These eight tails seemed to have magical power. They hovered in the air, covering everything around them in a light.

The gang members were frightened by this sudden change, and they raised their guns and shot, naturally trying to stop Daji.

However, these bullets were like nothing in front of Daji's eight tails, and they were blocked one after another.

Michael was terrified when he saw this.

He knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and wanted to escape.

However, Daji seemed to have seen through his mind, and her eight tails instantly pounced on Michael.

There was no suspense at all for the great demon thousands of years ago to attack a mortal.

The yang energy of Michael and all the minions who resisted and fled with guns was instantly sucked dry, and their bodies aged in an instant, and eventually turned into aging corpses.

Daji's figure reappeared, and she licked her lips gently: "These barbarians have too many impurities in both yang and blood!

There is also a feeling of fascination with illusion in the soul.

Not as delicious as Oriental people!"

Suddenly a voice sounded from behind her: "Do you think you are delicious?"

As soon as the words were finished, a pair of hands were placed directly on Daji's shoulders, revealing their figure.

"In fact, I think the nine-tailed demon fox tens of millions of years ago is more delicious!"