On the second floor, through a deserted corridor, Chen Jia came to a huge metal iron door.

Looking at the unguarded metal iron door, Chen Jia smiled.

"Connaught, are you ready for the next shipment??" The president of the Black Lady Society, who was sitting in a wheelchair, took a sip of his cigar and looked faintly at the middle-aged man across the table.

"Jin Lao, the goods have been prepared for a long time, but the Han Kingdom has been a little nervous recently, and it will take us some time to transport them from the Meihe River." The middle-aged man on the other side of the table looked at the president of the Black Girl Guild and said.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the head of the Black Girl Guild frowned and spat lightly.

"Connaught, we're running out of stock soon, and if you don't deliver it in time, we'll probably have to consider another company."

"Jin Lao, the two of us are doing very happily together, I'm afraid you say this," the middle-aged man frowned, "and you also understand that on the other side of the Meihe, no one dares to do business with us."

"It's not a deal," the president of the Black Girls Guild smiled, "As far as I know, there are new appraisers in Meihe, and those people's goods are cheap and supplied quickly."

"Of course, as old partners for many years, I would like to continue to work with you." The Black Girl Guild smiled and said, "As long as you—your price can make us more excited."

"Jin Lao, that new force is just a handful of newcomers, and you can rest assured that the supply of those people is also reliable??" The middle-aged man paused, "Besides, we have already taken action, and the new force is estimated to not be around for long, Jin Lao, you still don't trust those people too much."

"Bi Jing, - money - goods, our supply and delivery channels are quite guaranteed."

"Connaught, you're done"

"I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation, but can you give me some time to talk about your life ideals??"

Before the president of the Black Girl Association could finish speaking, Chen Jia pushed the door and entered, interrupting the conversation of those people!!

"Who are you!!"

The bodyguards in the room raised their chokes and aimed at Chen Jia, as long as their boss gave the order, they would definitely shoot the young man at the door into a sieve.

"Jin Lao, someone will disturb you when you talk about business, it seems that Jin Lao's sincerity is getting less and less, do you really want to break up with us?" Seeing Chen Jia break in, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and he questioned the president of the Black Girl Association.

"Rest easy." The head of the Black Girl Guild frowned, turned around in control of his wheelchair, looked at Chen Jia and asked, "I'm curious, how did you escape the killing of my subordinates and come here?"

"It's easy, kill them all, and come here." Chen Jia smiled, his return surprised everyone in the room!!

Kill them all??

Everyone's first reaction is not to believe!!

But if not, how did he get here??

— For a moment, everyone fell silent.

"Ridiculous!!" The president of the Black Girl Guild sneered and said, "How can my Black Girl Guild be so easy to deceive?? Even if you have some abilities, but you really think I'm going to be gone??"

"You're talking about the three people, a woman in a red coat, a middle-aged man, and an old man in a black robe, right??" Chen Jia squinted his eyes and smiled, "It's a pity that those people are dead."

"President of the Black Girl Society, what should you do now??"

Hearing Chen Jia's words, the president of the Black Girls Association suddenly looked dead, if those three people were killed

Disgusting!! When did I provoke this monster??

The head of the Black Lady Guild had a glint in his eyes—a trace of chagrin, and fear.

"Jin Lao, you were actually scared like this by a person who looked like he was more than 2 years old, it looks like you are old." The middle-aged man smiled mockingly when he saw the expression of the president of the Black Girl Society, and then lit a cigarette himself, and without looking at Chen Jia, he said, "Give him some small gifts, and shoot him into a sieve."

Da Da!!

The machine choked and spat tongues of fire and shot at Chen Jia.

"Carry the corpse out, don't get dirty here." The middle-aged man spit out, and then raised his head to look at the door.

Then the middle-aged man froze, and the cigarette between his fingers fell to the ground.

Those bullets, all of them stayed outside the range of Chen Jia-meter away, and no matter how much they kept spinning in the air, they just couldn't move forward in the slightest!!

"What's going on??" The middle-aged man feels that his worldview is shattered.

"Your gift is really special, but I don't like it."

"Therefore, I'll give it back to you—you."

Chen Jia smiled, stretched out his index finger and gently flicked it in the air, and all the bullets changed direction and shot back along the original bullet path!!

Puff puff!!

The sound of bullets shooting into the flesh continued to sound, and one person after another in the room fell!!

Eventually, a choking man fell, and all that was alive in the room was a middle-aged man with an extremely ugly face and the president of the Black Lady Society!!

"You, are you a human or a ghost?? Where did we provoke you??" The middle-aged man had fear in his eyes, and sweat the size of a bean dripping on his forehead, and looked at Chen Jia and said tremblingly.

"Not human, not ghost." Chen Jia smiled, "I just want to take your surname."

With that, the president of the Black Girl Society exploded in his wheelchair again, and blood splattered the middle-aged man's face.

"Ah!!!!! What the hell!!" The middle-aged man saw that the president of the Black Girl Association burst for no reason, and the whole person was greatly stimulated, and directly knocked over the bench, shrank into the corner of the wall, and picked up his head.

"Ghost!! Ghost!! You don't want to come here!!" The middle-aged man took it out of his arms - choked on the handle, closed his eyes and pulled the trigger indiscriminately at Chen Jia.

Chen Jia looked at the middle-aged man who was hysterical in the corner of the wall, walked up to him with a smile and blocked his choking mouth with his index finger!!

Bang!!

The middle-aged man pulled the trigger again, choked on his hand and exploded, directly blowing off the middle-aged man's arm!!

Chen Jia stretched out his hand and pinched the middle-aged man's chin, looked into the middle-aged man's eyes and asked, "Are you the supplier of that thing from the Black Girl Society?"

Looking at Chen Jia's extremely delicate face, the fear in the middle-aged man's eyes could not dissipate for a long time, and the pain from his arms made him unable to think, and he could barely hear Chen Jia's question clearly.

"Don't you say??" Chen Jia smiled, pinched the middle-aged man's neck, lifted him up, and pressed him against the wall.

"Yes, it's us." The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he said extremely reluctantly that his arms had lost too much blood.

"Where are you—where are your headquarters??" Chen Jia slightly let go of the hand that was pinching the middle-aged man's neck and asked with a smile.

"Meihe." The middle-aged man's tone was extremely weak.

"Good." Chen Jia let go of his hand and let the middle-aged man fall to the ground and lie on the ground.

"I'm a man who prefers to do things thoroughly, and since you—you are the source, then I will remove the source."

Chen Jia didn't look at the middle-aged man, turned straight and walked out the door.Soon, Chen Jia's figure disappeared from the air, leaving the middle-aged man to fall back in place.

The middle-aged man had been completely immersed in a pool of blood, and he had already fainted in pain, looking at the amount of blood lost, if he had not received timely treatment

The middle-aged man is dead!!

However, there was no one alive in the casino, and no one could save him

The Black Girl Society has since disappeared from Donghai City.

Meihe River Basin, also known as the Golden 3 Jiao.

The junction of the three countries of Dadai, Noodle Shop and Laos!!

—A merchant ship slowly drifts lonely down the river.