[Volume 1] Chapter 1978: Black eats black, fire and combines! 2

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"Boy, I'm sure you're ready! The goods are here." The guy handed the drugs to Chen Ming and asked him to inspect the goods.

Of course, Chen Ming also pretended to go up and touched the white powder. When he came, Scar had already told him how to recognize him. Of course, Chen Ming only touched and smelled, and would never stick out his tongue to sing. While he was just moving, Chen Ming's eyes were aiming at the motorboat behind and found that the bastards had reached out to touch the gun in his pocket. At the same time, there were also a wave of figures shaking on the motorboat, and it seemed that there was still a person hidden on it!

"Are you going to do it? These bastards are really going to be bad!" Chen □□zhong muttered for a while, and was also prepared to prevent it. The thin man was blocked by the box and showed murderous intent in his eyes. Seeing Chen Ming focusing on drug inspections, the guy gritted his teeth and grabbed the box, he wanted to cover Chen Ming's head.

Chen Ming really guessed the thing here correctly. It was not white powder, but flour. These turtles tried to make money by making a fortune and eat black. This guy tried to cover Chen Ming's face with flour first, and wait until his eyes couldn't see it, then took out a gun and took out his gun to kill Chen Ming. But he knew that Chen Ming was faster than him!

The moment this guy's box was covered, Chen Ming shouted loudly, "What! You have long been going to play with this hand, go to death!" Suddenly, Chen Ming shot directly on this guy's belly. No matter how long your hands are, you don't have long legs, right?

Chen Ming has always been ruthless about the guy who wants to kill him. He shot this guy with one kick, and while he was in pain and had not recovered, he took out the pistol from his waist and shot it twice in the chest. He had killed all the people with his own hands, and now he has no worries about using the gun.

"Bang bang!"

These two huge gunshots seemed particularly harsh in this quiet dock; the people on the opposite side were clamoring and didn't know what to say. However, they all took out guns; what's even more annoying was that several dark men emerged from the motorboat, holding submachine guns in their hands!

"Damn!" Chen Ming cursed. It was impossible to jump in at the five-meter distance behind him now. The other party's gun was lifted, and it was going to be instantly there. Chen Ming quickly looked and handed, and directly held the thin man with his neck as a shield to block his front.

"Bang bang~da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da"

A series of harsh guns sounded, and the thin corpse kept shaking like a slam. The blood holes behind it were one after another. Because the distance was long and there were no powerful rifles in the underworld, they were all submachine guns and pistols, with a short range and low power, so a corpse could barely block it.

"Puff~"

Even so, Chen Ming's left shoulder was still penetrated by a bullet; the blood kept flowing down his shoulders. He gritted his teeth and retreated for two or three meters in the heavy rain. Finally, when the body was thrown, he rolled over the last two meters and jumped directly into the pile of goods.
Chapter completed!