How did Nie Chen know that there would be no mobile phone signal in the warehouse.

His phone was broken a long time ago, and there was no way to know.

He stayed in the cul-de-sac, leaning on the container, still playing with the billiards in his hand, tossing it around, and shouting: "Fifty million, not much at all, ask for cash, or serial bills, I tell ......"

He suddenly stopped talking nonsense, because he saw that several people who had been hovering near the entrance in the distance began to slowly walk inside.

"What are you doing? don't come here!, or I'll upload the video right away!" Nie Chen shouted a little angrily and took a few steps back.

"Haha, pass it on, you pass it on to us!" The thugs laughed loudly, and mocked Nie Chen as they walked in arrogantly.

"There's no signal here, boy, do you have the video in your hand for the ghost to see?"

"No signal?" Nie Chen was taken aback when he heard this, and immediately panicked, and hurriedly distinguished: "That's because your mobile phone has no signal, and the satellite phone I use has a full signal." ”

Satellite signal? Chen Huichuan was happy.

He took the thick cigar in his hand and sneered at the figure looming in the dim light in the darkness: "The satellite phone antenna is longer than the palm of your hand, where the can you fit it? Stupid, you don't have common sense and want to fool me, when I haven't seen the world! Call me! Grab his phone!"

Ah, there is such a thing? Nie Chen was dumbfounded, he had never used a satellite phone, but he ran into an expert when he opened his yellow cavity.

The thugs over there suddenly agreed, rushed up, crowded one after another towards the depths of the dead end, if it weren't for the narrow passage, only two people in parallel, the four thugs must have pounced together.

I saw the bottom of the container, the guy who claimed to be a reporter was sticking to the wall in fear, bent down and shaking his hands, stretched out his hand in a panic, held a thing, and shouted: "Don't hit, don't hit, I'll give you my mobile phone, don't hit me, don't hit me!"

The thugs laughed, they just like to bully such a spineless guy.

"Hey, hey, yes, if you know you're going to be beaten, take it out early. ”

"Come on, come on, kneel down first, and slap yourself two hundred times. ”

The passage between the containers was not long, only about twenty meters deep, and several people quickly approached the bottom where Nie Chen was hiding, and the two people in front of them found that there was a young man in ordinary clothes opposite, and his figure did not look very strong, so they were even happier.

"Is this a phone?

The first one stretched out his hand and wanted to take the things in Nie Chen's hand.

He was very relaxed, laughed heartily, and felt that in this situation, the reporter would not be able to run away no matter what.

He also forgot that just now, the other party overturned one of his companions in an instant, and that companion was even stronger than himself and could fight.

In addition, the light here is too dim and vague, and the shadows on the opposite side are very small, and no small movements can be found in time.

So at that moment, when Nie Chen retracted his arm like lightning, drew his arm to exert force, and smashed the billiard ball out as a hidden weapon, he didn't have the slightest vigilance.

"Bump!"

"Ahh

The hard billiard ball hit the hard bones of the face, and there was a crunch and a scream.

The thug fell to the sky and passed out.

It happened so quickly that the other three people didn't even react.

They just dimly saw that the "reporter" seemed to wave his hand, and the people on his side screamed and fell down, as if there was a wizard who had performed wonderful magic, and like a qigong master, he had come up with a stunt of hitting people in the air.

In the second or two that they were stunned, Nie Chen didn't stop, stepped over in two steps, and used the fighting skills he had learned in the police academy to bully him closer.

The use of fighting, if it is not a person who has been trained for a long time, is to rely on instinct to fight, fight is ruthless, fight is strength, whoever has great strength and reckless will have a greater chance of winning.

However, for those who have been systematically trained and are familiar with fighting skills, there are two other factors that determine the success or failure of a fight, one is who moves quickly and the other is who has a strong ability to resist blows.

These three fighters are all from the boxing gym, if it is an ordinary fight, probably even if Nie Chen has a strengthened body at this time, he will never be an opponent of the three of them.

However, in the special location of the container room in the warehouse, Nie Chen occupies an unparalleled advantage.

His eyesight was much better than that of the three thugs, and he could see clearly in such visibility, while the three thugs could not see very clearly, and the spirit of slackening because of the superiority of numbers was also a very fatal problem.

Nie Chen's lightning-fast approach, clean hook, hit the jaw of the person in front of him, the jaw is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, once hit, the effect is as obvious as slamming the nose of a dog with a stick.

The man threw his head up, his teeth probably biting his tongue, and he didn't even shout, but with a grunt in his throat, he fell backwards, squeezing everyone behind him and staggering backwards.

It wasn't until this time that the remaining two thugs came to their senses.

"He dares to do it!"

"Be careful!"

The two of them shouted, and the one in front of them flew up and kicked at Nie Chen's door, Nie Chen could see it, dodged it, and also flew up, but the kick was under the opponent's crotch, and the soles of his feet were everywhere, feeling that he had broken an egg.

The man let out a "sigh" in his mouth, squatted down in pain, and couldn't stand up for a long time. The last thug who was pushed aside by the second thug pushed his companion away at this time, jumped over, and punched Nie Chen's shoulder, knocking him back several steps.

Huh, it doesn't hurt.

Nie Chen was about to bear the pain, but was surprised to find that the beaten shoulder didn't seem to hurt as much as he imagined.

This discovery made him full of confidence, and before the thug could swing a second punch, he rushed back with a single arrow step, and because he came back too quickly, the fist swung out by the thug had just been withdrawn, and Nie Chen's body was closer.

The thug suddenly saw a black shadow bounce back like a spring, startled, his movements were even slower, he was pinched by Nie Chen's shoulders, and a heavy knee blow hit him on the lower abdomen, screaming strangely, and collapsed to the ground holding his stomach.

In less than half a minute, the four menacing thugs all fell to the ground and snorted.

Nie Chen didn't hesitate, patted the slightly sore place on his shoulder, and ran briskly towards Chen Huichuan, who was still smoking a cigar at the entrance of the passage in the distance.

To be honest, Chen Huichuan actually didn't expect things to come to this point at all.

Can a journalist, even the most powerful one, hit all four of his men at the same time?

Journalists can write articles with a pen, record with a mobile phone camera, and even use their mouths to make the rich and powerful burnt up, but it is absolutely impossible to achieve the above effect with fists.

He stood there, waiting for the reporter with a blue nose and swollen face to be carried out, and then he was silenced and buried with his dead ghost sister Chen Ruonan.

Heaven and earth do not know, no one knows.

Hehehe, Chen Huichuan is very satisfied with this plan. Who told this reporter to be so short-sighted?

But things turned around unexpectedly, and the reporter actually came out of the siege of four of his subordinates and rushed at him.

How did he do it?

Chen Huichuan's eyes were straight, and he did not hesitate to reach into his arms and take out a pistol.

This was bought on the black market by him to defend himself just in case, and he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Killing is a big crime, not a last resort, and he is not willing to shoot and kill with his own hands, but now it seems that there is no second way.

Of course, Nie Chen, who was running, had no second way, he saw what Chen Huichuan had figured out, but what else could he do besides running faster?

The passage enclosed by this container is as straight as chopsticks, and there is nowhere to hide.

"Bang!"

Bullet out of the chamber.

The warhead flew through the void in an instant, hitting Nie Chen's shoulder.

Nie Chen seemed to have been hit by a battering ram, and his whole person flew out upside down, with a stream of bloody arrows soaring from his shoulder.

Chen Huichuan was sweating on his forehead, pinching the handle of the gun, trembling slightly, he would inevitably be nervous when he shot and killed someone for the first time.

"You brought it on yourself...... You didn't blame me....... you asked for it, you can't blame me. His mouth was full of words, and his legs were trembling.

The black shadow running from the passage in the distance had fallen to the ground, not knowing whether it was alive or dead, but it was hit head-on by a bullet, and it should have died.

Murder, murder.

Chen Huichuan only felt that his mouth was dry and his throat was about to smoke.

After being stunned for a while, he slowly came to his senses, and felt that it was not okay to stand like this, and he had to do something.

So he shouted, "Hey, you guys, are you dead? ”

Before a few of his subordinates could answer, they heard a vigorous and powerful voice on the roof of the barn respond.

"Brute, who can help you clean up after all this thing?"

Chen Huichuan's body froze suddenly, as if he had been immobilized, unable to move.

He could hear that this voice was the unique voice of his father Chen Yunfei's right-hand man, one of the board members of the Panlong Group, and Shangguan Zuoxing, who fought the world with Chen Yunfei.

Shangguan came to the left.

On the four walls and roofs of the warehouse, there were many voices, and it seemed that many people were priing the door and wanted to come in.

Chen Huichuan froze for a moment, and suddenly turned around and ran in the direction of Chen Ruonan, raising his gun as he ran, his eyes were red, like a ghost.

I can't get the Panlong Group, and Chen Ruonan can't think about it, kill her, even if I am convicted and imprisoned for a few years, the Panlong Group will definitely be in my own bag after I come out, and no one can take it away!

Chen Huichuan's crazy mind was thinking of such a plan. He was so engrossed that he didn't notice the person jumping from the ceiling.

In the passage, Nie Chen, who was covered in blood, raised half of his body with difficulty, and saw Chen Huichuan's back running wildly, as well as a scene that made him smack his tongue.

A white-haired old man in a white-clothed Tang costume jumped down from the roof of a twenty-meter-high house like a superman, spread his arms, like a big bird, and fell on Chen Huichuan's head with great agility, and kicked this guy with a gun to the ground with a gentle kick.

"Evil animal!" The old man in white stepped on Chen Huichuan's back and reprimanded: "Shame on your father!"