In fact, Chen Tian’s plan is very simple, and it is even unbelievable.

Chen Tian just used Mr. Tang's connections in San Francisco to ask Mr. Tang to help inform several media reporters, saying that there were several CIA spy agents sitting in a car on a certain street.

Spy and agents, these two words alone are enough to arouse people's great curiosity. Moreover, when Mr. Tang notified the media reporters, he added a special sentence that these spy agents were investigating the case of the Chinese racing incident last night.

So, in order to get the news as soon as possible, the media reporters rushed over without hesitation. In fact, even if Mr. Tang didn't say this, with his connections he had worked hard in San Francisco for so many years, he called two or three reporters to ask them to help, which was just a piece of cake.

As long as two or three reporters take the lead, other media reporters who receive the news will definitely follow. As for the next thing, it will be even simpler.

Chen Tian called Mr. Tang the second call to him to find a few reporters to rush into the building of the Black Fist Fist. So, for granted, the other reporters also followed the trend and formed a storm.

Taking advantage of this chaotic opportunity, Chen Tian led Canglang, Ashaman and Long Meng, and the four of them pretended to be reporters and rushed into the building very smoothly.

Now, the lobby on the first floor is full of reporters, and a group of reporters looked at the room full of training equipment, and those who had never seen before were all here, so the reporters were sensitively aware that there must be big news here.

So, the black fist fighters who were originally trained in the lobby on the first floor were surrounded by reporters in an instant. Microphones reached in front of them, and the cameras were shooting continuously.

The black fist fighters were like the CIA agents just now, and they had no idea what happened. They were all at a loss.

Black Fist is a ring that only exists in the underground world. Similarly, these boxers only live in the halo of the underground world, and people in the earthly world do not know their existence at all. Speaking of which, black Fist Fist Fist Fist is sad. But now it is different. Camera is piled in front of them, and these boxers suddenly feel the sense of accomplishment of koing their opponents in the boxing ring.

Yes, it’s a sense of accomplishment, a full sense of accomplishment!

Well, no matter what, these black fist fighters have no intention of bombing the reporters out. Even if there are a few boxers who want to bombard these reporters, it is impossible to bombard them. First of all, the black fist fighters cannot fight, let alone make ruthless moves, otherwise they may die with just one kick.

Secondly, these reporters are definitely going to work hard to find big news. If they don’t have any big things or do not dig out some heavy information, they will probably keep consuming it here.

In short, these black fist fighters were completely entangled by the reporters, so Chen Tian and Ashamman were so smooth that they were spreading in their back garden, and soon passed through the first floor and went up the second floor.

According to Chen Tian's estimate, Ashaman's younger brother is most likely to be in the boxer's residential area on the second or third floor. So Chen Tian and Ashaman stayed on the second floor to search, while Canglang and Long Meng went up to the third floor without stopping.

There were seven or eight rooms on the first floor, and the search was quite fast. But just as Chen Tian had just checked the last room on the second floor, a loud shout suddenly came from the third floor, followed by the sound of fists and feet colliding.

"Poke, have you started fighting with someone?" Chen Tian frowned and greeted Asaman, then flew to the third floor like a wind. In the aisle on the third floor, Canglang was fighting a young man in his twenties.

Chen Tian was stunned when he saw this young man. He knew this person, to be precise, he had not known him, but had seen him. It was the Chinese man with the title of "Tahawk" he had seen in the boxing ring. He had iron legs like a tomahawk and his attack power was very fierce.

Now, Canglang is fighting against this battle axe. Canglang uses his hands, and naturally his legs. The two of them actually fought for half a pound, which was comparable.

It has to be said that the legs of the battle axe are amazing. The degree that explodes in an instant is even faster and more rapid than that of Canglang, a legendary peak master. So much so that Canglang has to avoid its sharp edge for the time being.

However, this cannot be said that this kid is better than Canglang. Canglang's most powerful thing is not hard skills, but close-fitting fighting. Now, because the corridor space is narrow, the battle axe's iron legs can be easily swept and sealed all the space, so Canglang cannot find an opportunity to use his strengths closely.

In addition, there is another point. This battle axe pursues a state of decisive killing, so his combat power will be very strong in a short period of time. But it is precisely because of his tactics that consumes a lot of physical strength. In just three or five minutes, this kid will only be abused in the hands of Canglang.

Of course, Chen Tian couldn't wait for this situation for three or five minutes. Once other black fist fighters were attracted, it would not be so easy to leave. So he rushed forward and waved his hand to let Canglang retreat, while he punched him in the legs that were slashed down by the battle axe.

Poke it. This guy knows that the most powerful battle axe is his legs, but he only uses one hand to greet him. This is definitely looking for abuse. Of course, this is just Ashaman's idea, because she doesn't know how perverted Chen Tian has reached.

In fact, Chen Tian didn't want to fight this kid head-on, so he slightly retracted his three-point power and slowed down a little. The next second the leg of the battle axe had already landed on Chen Tian's shoulder, and it was about to fall down.

If Chen Tian was really hit by this blow, he might even be injured. But would Chen Tian be hit? Of course it was impossible. Just the moment the leg of the battle axe fell, Chen Tian's fist had already hit.

"Bang"! A dull impact followed by a shocking scene. Chen Tian stood still, while the battle axe opposite couldn't help but take two steps back.

"How is that possible!" Asaman glared out in surprise. She was a former waiter in the casino and knew the strength and terror of these boxers best. So she didn't believe it. Chen Tian's casual punch actually knocked back the battle axe.

Similarly, the Battle Axe was extremely shocked, frowned and his face calmed down. Since he entered the black fist world, such a situation has never happened.

In the impression of the battle axe, except for his master, it seems that no one can knock him back with one punch. While shocked, the battle axe was shaking his legs and attacking without saying a word, but Chen Tian seemed to have not seen it, and did not make any defense. He just grinned: "It can be seen that you admire Master Tang Long the original. Since this is the case, you should know more about Master Tang Long's finale than anyone else. His attack was very strong, but he failed in the end. Why? Just seeking only the degree and strength to attack, and hurting your opponent will also hurt yourself."

In fact, Chen Tian’s punch just now was very skillful, so he said that. The key to that punch is not the strength, but the bend of the leg where it hits.

If the legs of the battle axe are like an invincible iron rod, then the bent legs are the only weakness of the iron rod. No matter how the battle axe is trained or how it improves its degree and strength, the conditioned reflex of the human body's instinct is impossible to change.

Chen Tian's punch hit the nerves of the legs of the tomahawk, so although his strength was not great, the tomahawk felt at that moment that his entire leg seemed to be electrocuted by an electric current, paralyzed, sour and weak that he could not exert any force. So that his body's center of gravity lost balance, so he retreated continuously!

As Chen Tian finished speaking, the attack of the battle axe suddenly stopped and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

"Chinese!" After these three words, Chen Tian turned his head and was about to leave, but the Battle Axe said again: "Are you the one who robbed Steven?"

Chen Tian kept snorting, "It has nothing to do with you, whether it is true or not. If you punch your fist, maybe another Tang Long will appear in the black fist ring in the future."

"You are looking for a little boy, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Tian, ​​Canglang, Long Meng and Ashaman, all four of them stopped suddenly, and then turned around and stared at the battle axe.

"Do you know where my brother is?" Ashamman asked impatiently.

Tomahawk nodded, but shook his head again, "I only know that someone came to pick up the little boy today and said he was going to send him somewhere."

"Siberian Training Camp?" Chen Tian was stunned and couldn't help but curse, "I poke, why is this happening?"

When Ashaman heard that her younger brother was going to be trained by the Siberian Training Camp in Songdo, he was even more shocked and his face was bloodless. She came out of that purgatory place, and she knew the horror that was the most common thing. It was common for her dead people to go there, maybe her brother's ending...

As she thought about it, Asaman's eyes began to turn red little by little. Even the cold-blooded killer had endless thoughts and throbbing in the deepest part of her heart. For Asaman, her brother is her whole world, everything!

Unfortunately, now that the world is right in front of me, what I get is a happy moment, followed by greater loss and more worries. It seems that the world will be completely broken in the next second.

The old man actually worked in vain. Chen Tian was very depressed and couldn't help asking at the battle axe: "When did they pick that little boy away?"

"More than two hours ago." said the Tomahawk.
Chapter completed!