"Which gang are those in black?" Chen Jue asked again, he was going to squeeze all the value of this gunman.

"Yes..... It's from the Black Dragons—" The gunman's chest began to heav, and it became a little difficult for him to breathe due to the rupture of his lungs.

"Matsuba Club..... Black Dragon Group ..... Got it! Thanks a lot! Chen Du muttered the names of the two gangster organizations, then reached out and stroked the gunman's eyes, and when his two fingers swept over the other party's temples, he intended to stimulate the dark energy again.

With the experience of smashing the head of another gunman just now, this second time Chen Jue knew how to control his strength.

And when this only remaining gunman saw Chen Jue raise his hand to cover his eyes, he also whimpered with a strong desire to survive: "Don't kill me..... I also know a lot of information..... I'm still valuable.....

Seeing this gunman so acquainted, Chen Jue was also slightly stunned, through his sensitive hearing, Chen Jue could sense that the internal organs in this gunman's body had been shattered, but he was always struggling to survive with a breath, and told Chen Jue what he knew truthfully.

It is said that the human body can burst out with unimaginable energy at a critical juncture, and Chen Jue is also the first time to see an ordinary person's desire to survive is so strong.

"A little devil is a little devil, and he does anything to make a living."

"It's a pity! The information you said is of no use to me, so go on the road with peace of mind, even if you are sent to the hospital with your internal injuries, it will be in vain." Chen Jue sighed lightly, his fingers were vigorous, and the dark energy slammed into the opponent's head, shattering his brain into tofu scum.

For Chen Jie, a dead little devil is a good little devil, and he can't forgive these hypocritical guys for those ancestors who died on the battlefield or died innocently and tragically.

After killing the last gunman, Chen Du patted the bullets and gunpowder chips on his body, and slowly stood up.

He counted a total of 43 corpses in the warehouse by induction, and then walked to the leader of the man in black who had been pierced by his own toothpick, and took off the other party's black suit and temporarily draped it on his body.

Because the other little devils were all sieveed by the bullets fired by the shock of his move [Dragon Yin Four Seas] just now, the clothes on their bodies were either blood stains or bullet holes, but this guy who was shot in the head for the first time still had a complete piece of clothing.

"It's bad luck to wear dead man's clothes!"

"Gotta go out and buy a new set of clothes to change." Chen Jue said goodbye, touched his pocket, and found that this gang of gangsters still had some money, and there was a large stack of 10,000 yuan in the wallet in the inner pocket.

In addition, he also found a pair of more Japanese bills from a suitcase scattered next to the bald man, which was enough to weigh hundreds of millions with a slight sweep.

"It's enough for the cost of the journey." After counting the money, Chen Jue muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then walked unhurriedly to the two black business vehicles.

Due to the shuttle bullet just now, the two commercial vehicles were full of bullet holes, and with the help of the telepathic magnetic field, Chen Jue found several firearms and a boxy box hidden in the car.

"Huh? Lead?"

"What's in here?"

"Isn't the gangster's usual drug deal?" Chen Jue was slightly stunned, opened the car door, got into the trunk of the car, reached out and held the claw, like a hydraulic plier, directly broke the trunk mat base with a creak, and fished out the square box from it.

There was a combination lock on the box, and the surface was polished extremely flat, Chen Jue pinched the lock and deformed it with a pinch, and then opened the lead box.

I saw a special syringe lying in the box, as well as four pale golden injections, and the liquid inside was spilling out with a mixed radiation.

After being blessed by the negative state of radiation distortion, Chen Jue's induction of this radiation energy was more than a hundred times stronger than before.

It's just that in these four injections, in addition to the traditional nuclear radiation energy, there is actually a feeling of positive radiation.

"There's actually a mixture of innate Yiqi in it?" Chen Jue picked up an injection and looked at it carefully, he

It was found that the wall of the injection was actually printed with an extremely simple LOGO of Hongmu Group.

In addition, with his powerful visual ability, he could clearly see that the dark golden dust evenly distributed in the reagent was indeed the appearance of the life ore after grinding.

"This thing is actually produced by the Hongmu Group?"

"Positive and negative sources of bidirectional radiation.... Some kind of medicine?" Chen Jue couldn't understand the true effect of this injection reagent for the time being, but it was an incredible product to be so valued by the gangsters of the foot basin chicken.

Just as Chen Jue pondered the true purpose of these injection reagents, a slight vibration sounded in the warehouse.

Chen Jue's ears moved, and he got out of the car with the square lead box, followed the sound to find the bald guy's body, and then took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

The style of the mobile phone is an extremely old keyboard machine, which looks a bit like the old Nokia, with no ringtone, only vibration, and no caller ID.

Chen never thought much about it, and pressed the answer button, and then an extremely majestic voice rang on the phone: "Chuntian, has the goods arrived?"

"I've got it, why don't I send it to you?" Chen Jue glanced at the bald corpse at his feet with a strange expression, and then replied calmly.

"Huh?" "You're not Haruta!"

"Who are you? The Black Dragons?"

"What's wrong with Haruta?"

"The goods are not in your hands!" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became urgent, and there was a slight anger in his words.

"Springfield is at my feet, and it walks peacefully, like a baby's sleep, without the slightest pain."

"As for who I am? When the time comes, you'll know! Chen Jue replied to the phone as he walked out of the warehouse, intending to get some useful information out of the other party's mouth.

And the man on the other end of the phone sneered a few times after hearing the news of the bald guy's death: "Good! It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that!"

"Boy, I don't care who you are, the things of our Matsuba Society are not so easy to take!" As soon as the voice fell, the other party hung up the phone, obviously to organize people to investigate the place where the incident occurred.

Chen Jue listened to the other party's threatening words, his face was full of disapproval, and he threw away the keyboard and mobile phone in his hand. Walked to the door of the warehouse, kicked the half-ton iron gate of the warehouse with a thud, and then left the dock warehouse with two boxes in the smoke and dust.

"You still have to be principled, go and pay for dinner first!" Chen Jue thought so, and walked along the seaside road where he had come to the izakaya where he had eaten.

Less than half an hour after Chen Jue left, a large number of black cars arrived in a stream, and hundreds of gangsters wearing various suits got out of the car.

These people are fully armed, and the few who are leading the way are still wearing bulletproof vests, and the guys in their hands have also upgraded from pistols to all AR15 automatic rifles, and a few of them have bulging bags around their waists, and they look like they are carrying grenades.

It's just that as soon as these people entered the warehouse and saw the corpses all over the ground, as well as the picture of brains and blood mixed together, the leading Matsuba vice president Jiro Kozuka withdrew from the warehouse with a handkerchief covering his mouth, vomiting on the edge of the warehouse, and cursing and scolding at the subordinates next to him, "Go! Mobilize all the surveillance in the neighborhood and find the person who answered the phone for me! Dig deep into the ground and find the guys who did it! The life of Team Leader Haruta cannot be sacrificed in vain! 「

"Yes!" Several of his subordinates nodded in response, and one of them handed a bottle of mineral water to rinse the big guy's mouth.

"And ...... Immediately contact the people of the Black Dragon Group to come and collect the corpse! We've been silent for too long, and it seems that many people have forgotten the name of our bloody battle in Kyoto, and any cat or dog dares to attack our Matsubakai. As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in Jiro Kozuka's eyes.