"Take it away, you can't see it!" The strong man's big furry hand suddenly grabbed Wang Ningyuan's fingers, and sneered and broke them hard.

"Huh?" The strong man held the finger, the muscles of the forearm agitated, and he folded it hard, but he found that the fingers of the palm were as hard as steel, as if cast of pig iron, and the lines did not move, and the familiar "click" fracture sound in his imagination did not come out as scheduled.

"What's going on?" The strong man, who was extremely confident in the strength of his hand, was stunned, stared at that finger incomprehensibly, and then met Wang Ningyuan's gaze in the shadows.

"Hey, hey!" A wisp of spiritual power bloomed between Wang Ningyuan's fingers, and the strong man suddenly felt as if his palm had been pricked by a needle, and he couldn't help but let go.

Wang Ningyuan grabbed the other party's wrist with his hand.

As soon as he squeezed his fingers, the strong man's face turned purple in the blink of an eye, and he let out a short scream.

"Then you can see it clearly!" Wang Ningyuan's fingers were closed at the touch, and his palm hooked the back of the strong man's head like lightning. So, this sturdy man, who was a head taller than Wang Ningyuan, couldn't help bending down and bowing his head with his movements, and gnawed into the box with one mouthful.

"Woo!" The strong man danced with his hands, but he couldn't get out of Wang Ningyuan's hands.

"Fake, stop!"

Bakken's men burst into flames.

Bakken, who had been preparing to watch a good show, was first surprised, and then his face became very ugly.

"Sir, be merciful." The man in black beside Becken with an ordinary face but a strong body moved under his feet, and the next moment, he arrived at the side of his unlucky man and shot at Wang Ningyuan's wrist.

"What, you want to take a look, too?" Although Wang Ningyuan has not systematically practiced martial arts, he has cultivated spiritual power that is higher than the ordinary strength of the world, and the effect on improving physical fitness is extraordinary.

The corner of his eye caught the movements of the man in black between the lightning and flint, and from the rhythm and speed of the opponent's shot, he guessed that this was a strong martial artist.

However, no matter how strong he is, he has not stepped out of the worldly scope, perhaps, with exercises, but it is still not enough to see.

Wang Ningyuan didn't show too much shocking power, he just transported some of his spiritual power between his arms and let the man in black grab his wrist.

The palm of the man in black was claw-shaped, his eyes flashed with joy, and after holding the other party's wrist, he subconsciously pulled it with force.

However, his performance was the same as that of the strong man just now, and he found that Wang Ningyuan's arm was as solid as a stone, and he didn't move at all.

"Come here!" Wang Ningyuan's arm twisted, and a huge force acted on the man in black, and the other party's fingers were still clasping his wrist, and he was caught off guard, so he took a horse step and stabilized the next plate.

Zama's work is not unique to China, everything is connected, and the horse step can make the lower plate stable, and naturally other techniques have many applications.

Wang Ningyuan let go of the back of the strong man's neck, pushed lightly, and made a gesture to grab the wrist of the man in black with his backhand.

The man in black hurriedly retreated, and the two of them fought with lightning speed, he already knew that the opponent's strength was far above his own, so he naturally didn't dare to let Wang Ningyuan buckle it and fight hand-to-hand.

In fact, he didn't know that Wang Ningyuan had already reserved his speed at this time, otherwise, with the simple ** strength of the man in black and the inferior fighting spirit that he had cultivated, how could he have escaped smoothly.

The two fought for a while, and the people present were dazzled, but from the actions of the man in black, it could also be seen that he was inferior, Bakken's face was even more ugly, and the bodyguards around him also protected him tighter.

The man in black retreated to Bakken with a gloomy face and whispered a few words.

"I didn't expect that there is such a master in Niece Hu's gang!" Bakken's face quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm not a master, but I know a little, I don't know if Mr. Bakken still has doubts about the authenticity of these goods? Your men must have verified it. Without waiting for Hu Yin to answer, Wang Ningyuan lowered his voice and replied.

"Waste, not yet." Beckon turned his gaze, but found that the strong man who inspected the goods was still lying on the ground, and he felt even more gloomy.

"Boss, everything is real, it's the original batch of goods." The strong man jumped up in a daze and said hurriedly.

"Well, that's the case, then do as you say!" Beckon was in high spirits, he was about to watch a good show with great interest, but he didn't expect to lose face.

The atmosphere in the factory became tense again, and after Wang Ningyuan returned to his side, Hu Yin gathered half a box of goods and about half a box of rice yuan and put them on the ground.

"Let's go!" At Bakken's signal, the four subordinates let go of Hu Yin's two uncles.

"Miss!" They almost moved one step at a time and walked in front of Hu Yin and the others.

The hands of both sides do not leave their weapons, and if one of them is wrong, a shootout will ensue at the scene, and the gang from outside will rush in.

"Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhou, I have wronged you." Hu Yin and others rushed forward to protect Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhou.

"Let's go, get out of here slowly." Finding that Baken made a gesture of self-defecation, Uncle Li motioned for everyone to leave.

This is not the time to relax, the two groups of people are highly nervous, Hu Yin and the others face Bakken, guard in all directions, and slowly retreat, leaving only a pile of banknotes and bags of high-purity "goods" in place.

When they reached the gate, they quickened their pace, and Bakken waved his hand, and the two strong men in black who were guarding the door flashed to the side in amusement.

"Hey, there's nothing going on outside, right?" Uncle Li contacted the guards outside, and after receiving a positive reply, he opened the factory door with confidence.

"Niece Hu, let's go!"

The iron gate slowly opened, and the two groups of people outside kept their eyes firmly on the gate, and as long as there was something wrong, they would not hesitate to get up and fight together.

"Let's go!" After going out, Hu Yin's people who stayed outside the door immediately surrounded them and surrounded them through the crowd.

"Wait!" Seeing that they had reached the dilapidated factory wall, another person suddenly ran out of it, and hurriedly seemed to stop them.

"What's wrong?"

"What for?"

Many people's faces changed, and in a fit of nervousness, they immediately drew their guns and faced each other, seeing that they were about to go off the fire.

"Bastards, put your guns away." It was Bakken's legal counsel and dog-legged military advisor who ran out.

"What do you want to say?" Hu Yin and the others stared at each other vigilantly.

"Ahem, Miss Hu, our boss heard that there was a mysterious person who hurt Charlie in the small forest that day, I don't know if you have any news?"

Harm? Wang Ningyuan frowned, judging from the meaning of his words, Charlie is really not dead.

So, the affairs of Abel and Zhang Huiya are all related to him?!