"Since you are his boss, then you should take on the mistakes he made as the boss." After saying that, Chen Shaoming moved, his figure flashed before Brother Dong's eyes, and soon came to Brother Dong's presence.

Seeing Chen Shaoming coming to his eyes all at once, he secretly amazes Chen Shaoming's speed, but it's just speed, which is not enough to make Brother Dong afraid. Before Chen Shaoming's fist was swung, Brother Dong took the initiative.

The big fist of a casserole passed by in the air with the whistling sound of wind and rushed straight to Chen Shaoming's head. If this punch was hit by Brother Dong, it would become an idiot if he didn't smash it out. It can be seen how powerful the Brother Dong's punch is.

Before Chen Shaoming could stand firm, Brother Dong's fist was about to hit his head. As soon as he stood firm, he used the power he had rushed forward to dodge to the side. Brother Dong's punch was empty. This was not the end. Chen Shaoming had more Brother Dong's punch. When he dodged to the side, he hit Dong's lumbar bone with one punch. He flew out in a single shape. Brother Dong felt that his bones seemed to be broken. He endured the huge pain, gritted his teeth, protected his head with both hands, and hit the wall beside him, and fell to the ground. Then he stopped.

Brother Dong, who was about to stand up, felt a sweet taste in his mouth and could no longer feel the pain caused by the internal organs in his abdomen. A stream of blood ejected from Brother Dong's air and wiped the remaining blood at the corner of his mouth. Brother Dong stood up and said, "I didn't expect you to be a master. It seems that I underestimated you."

"Your strength is not bad, but in my eyes, it's just a trick to play a house." Chen Shaoming said lightly. Brother Dong's strength is indeed good and he reacts very quickly. If it were ordinary people, they would have been beaten to an idiot by Brother Dong's punch. But who is Chen Shaoming? He has been wandering on the brink of death for many times, so how could he be afraid of Brother Dong's strength?

"Do you don't underestimate people too much." Brother Dong heard Chen Shaoming say that his strength was just a trick of playing house in his eyes, and his face was full of anger. If his eyes could kill people, Chen Shaoming had no idea how many times had he died. He looked at Chen Shaoming angrily, hoping to eat Chen Shaoming whole person.

After Brother Dong finished speaking angrily, he rushed towards Chen Shaoming with several steps. The veins on his arms burst out, as if they were hiding huge power, ready to burst out at any time. His fist was hit directly at Chen Shaoming, regardless of the part of his body.

Chen Shaoming smiled faintly, his arms quickly turned, his wrists, and there was a knife in his hand. The knife in his hand came out of his hand, and a stream of light appeared, shooting into Dong Ge's thighs. Dong Ge screamed and fell backwards.

Brother Dong, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up, took away the steel pipe from the little brother's hand, and rushed towards Chen Shaoming. Chen Shaoming took the knife in his pocket again. The knife was in his hand, and gently stroked the right arm of Dong Ge who had already rushed over, and a long and deep hole was drawn inside. With white flesh, bright red blood oozed out of the flesh, and soon dyed the white shirt inside red, and Brother Dong's screams even resounded throughout the street.

This made Brother Dong even more angry. He didn't care about the blade of his arm and rushed towards Chen Shaoming again. Chen Shaoming was not afraid. He was extremely fast. As the Brother Dong's steel pipe swung over, his figure flashed and flashed to the side of the yellow hair. He pulled the yellow hair to the position he was standing just now. Brother Dong's steel pipe slammed the yellow hair hard on the yellow hair's head, and blood was splashed.

Chen Shaoming took advantage of the situation and took a big step forward, punching Dong Ge's little foul. Dong Ge was still like before, like a kite with a broken string, flying straight out, knocking down several younger brothers next to him, and then stopped, but the knife on his leg returned to Chen Shaoming's hand for some time.

At this time, seeing that the yellow-haired hair was in shock, Brother Dong and the other little brothers were also shocked. Unexpectedly, Chen Shaoming was so powerful, and his sword-playing technique was even more amazing. Brother Dong didn't dare to think too much, so he quickly stepped back, but unfortunately he took a step slower. Chen Shaoming pushed the yellow-haired hair towards the younger brother at the edge, kicking it out like lightning. Brother Dong's tall body flew straight out, and a perfect evil dog pounced on the ground, and his whole face had an intimate contact with the concrete floor, and his skin was so shaved that it was so shaved that it was blooming and blood was flowing.

Chen Shaoming smiled faintly, playing with the knife in his hand, and for a hundred years, he walked towards Brother Dong who was really about to get up. He stuck to the computer and walked towards him. Brother Dong said in a little fear: "You, don't come over." As he said that, he also supported the ground with his hands and stepped backwards.

It was not until Brother Dong felt that his back was against the wall that he had no way to retreat. From the battle with Chen Shaoming just now, Brother Dong was now afraid of Chen Shaoming from the bottom of his heart. This strength was something he could not compete with. For the current plan, he would beg for mercy!

"Brother, please let me go. I have an 80-year-old mother above and a teenage child below. Please let me go." Brother Dong had lost the boss's breeze and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy at Chen Shaoming.
Chapter completed!