Section 426

Under the mask, Chen Ming grinned,

"Of course I'm going to stop them, otherwise how can you leave!"

No. 8 was stunned,

Knowing what this meant,

he could only grit his teeth and nod,

"Take care!"

Then he said something,

and two cars full of Dragon Country cultural relics left quietly.

After the two cars disappeared,

Chen Ming turned around silently and walked out of the alley,

and then he saw that there were hundreds of people on the quiet street.

After seeing him appear,

everyone looked over.

"Gas mask?"

"Baka!"

"That's him!"

Chapter 187: The anesthetic expired? No! It's the boss, you're too perverted!

Chapter 187: The anesthetic expired? No! It's the boss, you're too perverted!

Tonight has been a big fuss.

All the rich people who took pictures of Dragon Country cultural relics,

without exception, were robbed!

Now they are looking for the masked assassin like crazy!

And!

Although it is said that once the auction is out, all accidents have nothing to do with the auction!

But this time, a whole group of 10 to 20 wealthy forces were robbed!

And it was not far from the auction.

The wealthy forces who couldn't find the masked assassin also put pressure on the Black Dragon Society.

And the Black Dragon Society itself also lost a national treasure.

So now seeing the guy with a gas mask appearing at the entrance of the alley,

the Black Dragon Society's men were red-eyed.

At the end of the crowd,

Fukada Eiko stood in front of a car,

wearing a black coat that barely covered her surging figure.

The red slap marks on her face have been carefully covered with powder,

but her beautiful face is still a little red and swollen,

this is because Chen Ming deliberately left some strength when he attacked before.

Otherwise, this woman would probably have to have plastic surgery.

Fukada Eiko also looked at the guy standing there carelessly,

with a changeable look in her eyes.

It was this guy,

who not only snatched the favorite treasure of the Black Dragon Society president from her,

but also caused trouble for a dozen wealthy people who participated in the auction.

Is he hateful?

Of course he is extremely hateful!

But from a certain point of view,

she has never met a man who slapped her to death with a few slaps...

I really can't bear to see this man being hacked to death!

And over there,

Chen Ming also found Fukada Eiko standing behind the crowd,

feeling that naked gaze, his butt crack felt a little cold. "340"

turned his head away and didn't bother to look at her again.

Seeing his action,

Fukada Eiko over there showed a trace of resentment on her face,

I don't know if it was real or fake.

The hundreds of members of the Black Dragon Society, most of them had weapons in their hands,

and they kept screaming, and their faces were full of vicious and perverted looks.

This kind of scene made Chen Ming feel a little nauseous.

If you want to fight, just fight.

Why do you have to deliberately put on such a perverted expression and scream.

It's disgusting to watch.

"Ah!!!"

"That's the guy we're looking for!"

"Hiss!!! Kill him!"

"Take his head back to Miss Yongzi! Awooo!!"

Looking at the scene in front of him that seemed like a group of demons dancing wildly,

Chen Ming didn't feel like fighting at all.

He stretched out his leg nonchalantly and pointed his index finger at the other party.

The meaning was very clear.

It doesn't matter if there are more people.

Come on!

Sure enough,

this gesture instantly angered the hundreds of members,

"Ah!!! Provocation??"

"One person wants to challenge my Black Dragon Society???"

"Go ahead! Look at him!!!"

These guys with naked upper bodies and tattoos all over their backs,

instantly roared and rushed over with knives,

but when they were about to rush forward,

they found that the guy in front of them who made an arrogant gesture,

turned around and ran away without saying a word!

"???"

"Aren't you going to duel?"

"Coward! He turned around and ran away!"

"Damn it!!! Chase him!!!"

The members who were fooled again,

chased after him in anger.

In front,

Chen Ming ran as fast as he could,

but deliberately slowed down a bit.

The car carrying the cultural relics had just left,