Chapter 168 Owing a Favor!
Chapter 168 I owe someone a favor!
"Good opportunity." Seeing the black dragon neglecting to ask Chen Shaoming for trouble, Fu Luoyi was the happiest person. He resisted not letting himself laugh and walked out carefully. But before he could take three steps, the black dragon's fist hit, and the wind formed a fist mark on the wall, which was deeply concave.
"Fu Luoyi stands in place and don't move, don't let my mood get worse, otherwise you know the consequences." Seeing the black dragon helping him keep Fu Luoyi, Chen Shaoming turned to look at Fu Luoyi, and his eyes were coldly looking at him, the former follower, and said murderously.
"Who is Fu Luoyi? I don't know. I don't have time to play with you here." Fu Luoyi realized that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. He turned his head and refused to admit it. After saying that, he was about to run away. Although the black dragon punched his fist, he couldn't stop it.
"Where to go?" Seeing that Fu Luoyi was about to run away, Chen Shaoming of course quit. He wanted to go directly over the black dragon and chase Fu Luoyi, but the black dragon's fist was telling him that he could go over, but at least he had to leave something behind.
Facing the black dragon's fist, Chen Shaoming's momentum as soon as he rushed out was immediately slowed down. He could only glar at the black dragon fiercely and point his gun at the black dragon.
"Since you are looking for death, I will give you my best." If it were normal, Chen Shaoming might have a way to chase Fu Luoyi through the Black Dragon Fist Formation, but at this time he was completely in a state of madness, and his brain was only a stubborn mind. He didn't know any strategies and tactics at all. For him, all those who blocked him would die.
"Depending on whether you have the ability, the debt of your eyes should be calculated today." The black dragon's fists hit each other in front of him, making a muffled sound, and the sound was like two iron hammers colliding together.
"Squeak!" The wheels of the wheelchair rubbed violently with the ground, making a harsh sound. Chen Shaoming suddenly accelerated and came to the side of the black dragon. He lowered his head and let the other party's fist, controlled the wheelchair to stop, and then used the weight of his body to press on the side of the wheelchair to rush over the black dragon's sweeping legs. He attacked the black dragon with his left pistol and right dagger at the same time.
"Huh!" The black dragon twisted his body to avoid Chen Shaoming's attack, and every move of his movement would drive the wind around him to blow, which shows how powerful this person's explosive power is.
For so many years, the Black Dragon has been treating Chen Shaoming as an enemy and has not relaxed for a moment. This powerful muscle has been tempered on the line of life and death many times. Although it is not a superpower, it is better than a superpower. It can be regarded as a superpower who cannot use his ability.
The black dragon's playing style is very unreasonable, just using strength to break the cleverness. No matter how Chen Shaoming changes, he just fights against the enemy with a pair of fists, and each punch is focused on all strength. As long as you hit it, you will either die or be injured.
"Dongdongdongdongdong!" Chen Shaoming took all three consecutive punches, and his wheelchair had to retreat a little when he fought against the black dragon every time he fucked. Leave a rut on the ground.
At this time, Sakura and Sakura had already chased after him. Seeing Chen Shaoming and Heilong standing in the same place, the two did not intervene, and even made the Japanese samurai who were looking for an opportunity to sneak attack Chen Shaoming retreat.
"Longjun, who is this person? He is so powerful in a wheelchair, if..." Sakura asked strangely. It was only this year that she had studied under Sakura to organize activities, so she didn't know much about many things in the past.
"If he is intact, I am no match." Yinglong said lightly. When he talked about his inferiority to others, he seemed to be embarrassed and very righteous.
"No, I remember you played against each other back then, and it was a draw." The Japanese samurai had already taken out of her sleeves and took it out of her chest, and one of them touched her chin and said.
"No, I lost at that time." Sakuralong smiled and continued, "Let's go, there's nothing good to look at."
Just as he finished speaking, Chen Shaoming's wheelchair suddenly stopped. No matter how he controlled it, he would not move. He could only watch the black dragon rushing in front of him and was forced to punch the other party again.
"Boom!" The powerful fists made a loud noise when they touched each other. After that, there was a clatter, and the wheelchair Chen Shaoming was sitting in fell apart.
You know, the wheelchair he made today was not produced by Dr. Lin, but just an ordinary wheelchair used by the hospital for patients, so it is a miracle that he can withstand such high losses in Chen Shaoming.
Without the support of the wheelchair, Chen Shaoming's lower body directly dragged him down to the ground. When he supported his body with his hands and let his feet land on the ground and stood on the wall, the black dragon's fist had already arrived in front of him.
"You are so weak now, so weak that I am not in the mood to ask for your eyes." The fist wind blew up Chen Shaoming's hair. The black dragon looked at Chen Shaoming, who was even a problem with standing, smiled disdainfully, then took back his fist and patted the dust on his body, and turned around and left.
He once lost his face, but today he has been completely recovered. Since it is no longer interesting to play with Chen Shaoming, he needs to continue to perform his duties to chase Fu Luoyi who is making trouble here, so that the kid can understand that not all places can make trouble.
After the Black Dragon disappeared from Chen Shaoming's vision, Chen Shaoming gritted his teeth and punched the wall fiercely. If his wheelchair today was a special wheelchair produced by Dr. Lin, it might be possible to fight with the Black Dragon. Unfortunately, that damn wheelchair!
Not only did he not chase Fu Luoyi, he was also humiliated by his former defeated generals. Today is definitely not a good day for Chen Shaoming.
"It seems that I will check the calendar next time I go out." Chen Shaoming laughed bitterly.
"You are just a matter of explosion and have nothing to do with the almanac." Yinglong, who had just left, had arrived next to Chen Shaoming at some point, and he was pushing a wheelchair in his hand.
"You and I are the enemy."
"I know."
"Then you can help me."
"Make you owe me a favor."
"Okay, you succeeded." Chen Shaoming sighed and let his disabled body sit in the wheelchair. He knew that Yinglong would not be attentive, and Yinglong must also know that Chen Shaoming never likes to owe everyone favors, so even if it is the enemy's request, Chen Shaoming will definitely complete it without hesitation.
"See you in Japan in a month." Yinglong patted the shoulders of fear of Chen Shaoming and told Chen Shaoming straightforwardly when he returned favors.
"Damn it, aren't you afraid that I will flatten your cherry blossoms when I go to Japan?" Chen Shaoming cursed in a low voice as he looked at Yinglong's back as he walked away.
If someone tells you that the largest black market owner in Asia is a young man in his twenties, do you believe it?
When Chen Shaoming was "invited" by two security guards to the office of the black market boss Hei Xin, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Hei Xin himself. Seeing that this kid might not be older than him, he could sit steadily on this chair and smoke leisurely.
"Are you surprised? I am a guest of the Demon Research Institute, just like you. As for the young face, I got it from there. In exchange, three percent of my annual total income here is from their Demon Research Institute." A cigar was thrown to Chen Shaoming, and the young boss said with a smile.
"It seems that there is no need to tell me this." Chen Shaoming put the cigar on the coffee table. He was surprised at the other party's age, but there are many immortals among the Dark Dragon, such as Qian Haifei, who is one of them. So, Chen Shaoming was just surprised when he came in and returned to normal.
"No, it's necessary. Maybe you don't feel it's necessary now, but in the near future you will understand what I want to tell you." Hei Xin stood up and walked to the wine cabinet to pour himself a glass of red wine, raised the wine glass and shook it, and said with a smile.
"Is that true? I don't think so." Chen Shaoming could hear that the other party was pointing something, but looking at the other party's appearance, it seemed that he was deliberately trying to make him curious, so he pretended to be careless. Anyway, there are many secrets on him now, and he won't bite him if he has too many lice.
"Okay, then should we talk about the compensation issue? You almost ruined my market?" Hei Xin also poured a glass of wine for Chen Shaoming and put it in front of him.
"Apart from the fist marks left on the wall at the end, everything else has nothing to do with me, and I am now clean and honest. If you want me to lose money, it's not a penny."
āIām not short of money.ā
"What do you want? I also owed you a personal debt. I already owe one today, and I am not going to owe another one."
"I don't need you to do anything either"
"Then why did you ask me to do it? Could it be that you would chat with me?"
"Well, I'll make you a good idea. I'll just chat with you and get familiar with you. After all, I'll have a lot of time to deal with you in the future."
During the conversation, Chen Shaoming couldn't help but pull out his gun and knocked out his heart several times, but the latter kept calm as if he didn't feel his murderous aura at all. Even the voice of his speech did not change from the beginning to the end, giving Chen Shaoming the feeling that this was not a person, but a machine, with all the programs set by someone.
It was already very late when Chen Shaoming left the black market. He looked up at the waning moon hanging in the sky, and Chen Shaoming's brows couldn't help but frown.
There were so many strange things today. When he met Fu Luoyi, he even felt Yang Qinglong's breath. Then there were the guys from Sakura, and then there were the Black Dragon and Black Heart from the Black Market.
There were so many people and forces that Chen Shaoming felt a little overwhelmed. A wheelchair made him owe a favor. He didn't know what difficulties he would encounter when he went to Japan in a month. Now, the boss of the black market, Hexin, actually helped him freely. When he left his office, all the materials were handled by the boss of the black market, and it didn't cost a penny.
Chapter completed!