Section 428

Hear his cry,

All the members of the club turned to look, and then collectively went crazy.

"Baga!! He's there!"

"Finally found him again!!"

"Come down!! Come down if you dare!"

"Running away is a coward!!"

Looking at the crowd of club members gathered at their feet,

A glint flashed in Chen Ming's eyes,

"Haha! Come down, come down!"

"Just do some exercise after dinner!"

with laughter,

He jumped directly from the eaves,

Jumped directly into the crowd,

Anyway, Jiu'er just received news that the cultural relics are already on their way out of the island country.

He didn't bother to run anymore.

And he hasn't gotten the other cultural relics in the hands of the president of the Black Dragon Society yet.

After jumping into the crowd,

Chen Ming threw off his arms and started fighting.

From the place where he jumped as the center of the circle, the whole crowd seemed to explode.

One after another, the club's subordinates were directly hammered and kicked out.

He was holding two snatched solid steel pipes in his hands and waving them in the wind.

A hit with a stick would basically result in a broken menstrual bone.

But this time Chen Ming did not kill him.

Although these people from the Black Dragon Society were surrounding him with knives and sticks in their hands,

But in his eyes,

This is actually not a fight to the death...

Because the people in these societies are not at the same level of combat capability as him.

And he was just fighting. He didn't use those killing moves, but he still had the pleasure of a street fight!

"hey-hey!"

“It’s so enjoyable!”

Chen Ming fought harder and harder,

There was also a layer of fine beads of sweat on my body.

Just tear off the clothes on your body and expose your strong tendons.

There is no need for steel pipes either.

He rushed directly into the crowd with punches and kicks.

Like a mad dragon entering the sea, no one can stop it.

"Uh wow!! So strong!"

"Can't beat it??"

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts!!!"

"Help me pick up my ears! Pick them up!"

"If you can fight so well, why did you run away before?? Xiba!"

More than 100 members of the club were immediately stunned.

At least one hit per person.

The one who cried out in pain and fell to the ground was relatively light.

More often than not, they were kicked seven or eight meters away and were unable to get up.

In the distance, Eiko Fukada looked at the battlefield here,

His eyes were especially fixed on Chen Ming's arrogant and strong naked body.

My breathing became a little faster,

What a brave man...

A subordinate next to him immediately asked nervously,

"Miss, are you okay?"

Fukada Eiko took a few quick breaths, her eyes were like water and she waved her hand.

"fine."

"Use the tranquilizer gun, remember, don't hurt him."

"yes!"

After receiving the order, his subordinates indeed walked aside and started to communicate.

...

And Chen Ming, who was in the mood for fighting,

Suddenly I felt alert,

His body slipped to the side and he nimbly hid dozens of centimeters.

exactly,

A tranquilizer bomb hit exactly where he was standing.

"With a gun?"

Chen Ming's eyes instantly became fierce,

Be reasonable!

Fighting is fighting,

If you use a gun, then this matter will have to be settled separately!

And just when he was about to take action,

Jiu'er's voice suddenly came from the headphones.

"Boss!"

"That batch of smuggled cultural relics has been determined to be related to the Black Dragon Society."

"Aren't you also planning to find their president? Now is the perfect time..."

Chen Ming kicked a club member in front of him away and asked with a smile,

"Any idea?"

Jiuer responded briskly in the earphones.

"OK!"

"This Fukada Eiko is the sister of the president of the Black Dragon Club, so boss, if you follow her, you will definitely find the president."

"And it seems that this Fukada Eiko...has a lot of ideas for you, boss!"

"Otherwise, we won't just use a tranquilizer gun. She basically won't pose a threat to you, boss."

"so......"

"Next shot of anesthetic bomb, boss, you might as well take a shot..."

Give it a try...

If it were any other main combatant from the Ninth Special Service Division here,

Their support team would not say such a thing in 2.3.

Only Chen Ming and his assistants could come up with such a weird idea.

But Chen Ming said a little speechlessly,

"Jiu'er, you want me to use a beauty trick..."

Jiu'er's giggles came from the headphones.

"Boss, you have good capital..."

Chen Ming couldn't help but smile.