The convoy moved forward all the way, after an hour's trip, he had arrived at an abandoned storage area near the sea in the suburbs.

Usually, there are few people here and it is also a good place for various gangs to fight here.

The convoy stopped in front of a huge abandoned warehouse that was originally used to park trucks. The warehouse door was wide open, and there were a large group of people standing inside, tall and short.

As soon as the convoy arrived at the warehouse door, the car in front stopped, while the car behind surrounded Liang Chen's car tightly in the middle. More than fifty people got out of the car and surrounded his car in the middle. Now, unless he had wings to fly, he would not be able to escape.

"Get out!" When a group of people arrived at the base camp, they were very brave. They used machete steel pipes to hit the car with a "bang bang bang" and shouted loudly. On the one hand, they relied on the number of people and the momentum to increase their momentum, and on the other hand, they were showing off their might and gave him a warning.

Liang Chen sat in the car and snorted disdainfully, opened the car door and walked down.

"Baga, you're quite rampant!" One of them couldn't help but chopped him down with a machete. But suddenly he felt a flash in front of him. Liang Chen had turned behind him without knowing it, pressing the back of his head and hitting forward with his momentum.

With a "bang", the guy's head shattered the car glass, and his head stuck into the car window, his face covered in blood, and he would not move, and the machete in his hand had already fallen into Liang Chen's hand.

"Baga..." The group of people around him were both frightened and extremely angry. What was scared was that this guy was really fierce. With so many people surrounding him, he dared to resist? Is this the legendary master of art and courage? What was angry was that this guy was so arrogant. If he was really scared by him, then he would not be able to mess around with his own group.

With the roar, led by the man with stud earrings, a group of people rushed towards Liang Chen in a mess.

Liang Chen smiled coldly and stood there against the car door without moving. He just had a cold light in his eyes, and there was a blazing murderous intent. "A group of wastes who can only bully the less, can you not fight against the brothers of the Noda family?" He stimulated these many people with his words intentionally or unintentionally.

"Stop it all." A loud shout came from afar. Everyone stopped reluctantly after hearing this sound, surrounded Liang Chen. The eyes of the two were flickering fiercely, and they felt like they wanted to tear Liang Chen into their stomachs.

Liang Chen glanced at the shouting, and saw the leading man in the crowd. He was a thin young man, about twenty-eight or nine years old, with red hair dyed like a Sakuragi Hana, his eyes were very small, like a blade cut into his skin, his nose was flat and extremely ugly. He was staring at him gritting his teeth, his eyes flashing with an extremely resentment and an angry look. Liang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and recognized that he was the guy named Yuuo Aki Ming displayed on the information given to him by Yokoji Noda. It is really better to be famous than meeting him. He is three points ugly than the photo. I guess his cousin Jiro Aso may not be able to see it anywhere.

"Bring him here." Yuwei Chiming roared angrily and waved his hand fiercely. If his eyes could turn into the sun now, Liang Chen had been roasted into ashes.

"Boy, come here and see President Youwei." The man with stud earrings stared at Liang Chen fiercely, roaring as he waved the machete in his hand.

Liang Chenli ignored him, but just tore off a collar and began to carefully wrap his right hand. He was wrapping the knife around his right hand so that the knife would not fall.

No matter what, today will be a bloody battle. If he wins, it will be a shocking victory. If he loses, then he will be finished.

Of course, he believed that he would not lose, but it must be admitted that he was not a god. The other party now added up, and there were more than a hundred people. It was impossible to escape from the siege of so many people. He must have suffered more or less injuries. However, he had the confidence to defeat these people. Of course, it was not just about force, but also about wisdom.

In fact, he had just cleverly revealed his wisdom - fully stimulating the words to allow himself to get close to Yuwei. At the same time, Yuwei Chi Ming would definitely rely on the fact that he had so many people not be too cautious about him. At this time, his opportunity came. As long as he could narrow the distance to within ten meters, Liang Chen believed that he would definitely be able to capture Yuwei Chi Ming under a thunder attack. At that time, he would be allowed to take everything. The other minions were just small fish that only Yuwei Chi Ming was following. As long as he caught Yuwei Chi Ming, he would win.

However, no matter what, this will be a bloody battle, so he was using the opportunity of wrapping the knife handle to adjust the frequency of his breathing and activate his physical state to the highest level.

"Baga, are you deaf? Why don't you go with us?" The man with stud earrings relied on the large number of people and wanted to show his courage in front of President Yuwei, and rushed over and pointed his knife at Liang Chen's nose.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a bright sun suddenly explode in front of him - a cold sun. His pupils shrank sharply because the light was too violent. The last light he saw was dragged out from the bright knife. Then, a burst of heat and a coldness came from his right elbow. Finally, he saw half of his arm holding the machete falling to the ground, and the ground kept twitching and jumping non-stop because of the undead nerves.

"Ah..." He roared shrillly, and then fell backwards. Blood like a fountain soared into the sky, dyeing the sky a shrill red.

The people around him screamed in unison, and then pulled away to the rear with a "wow" sound, and retreated a lot of people - such a fast knife, and such a cruel person.

"I hate others pointing at me with weapons." Liang Chen snorted coldly, slowly retracted the knife, and slowly headed towards Youwei Chi Ming with the knife. As he walked, a wisp of blood on the knife slowly condensed into a ball, slowly slid down along the blade body, and then gathered on the tip of the knife, hanging there tremblingly, without falling.
Chapter completed!