I picked up the treasure chest in the hands of the goddess

Chapter 104 Being pushed to the ground and beaten?

The blue-haired boy was punching one after another, hitting Ning Chuan's forehead in a combined manner.

Suddenly, Ning Chuan roared, and then an extremely strong and dangerous feeling came over his face, as if the night covered the sky and covered the sky.

"Huh? Damn, it's not good."

The blue-haired boy, the boss of the motorcycle race, was startled, what's going on, obviously he has the upper hand.

Why all of a sudden, is this God suddenly changing the play, removing the protagonist's aura and pressing it on the opponent?
If Ning Chuan knew that Lan Mao was thinking this way, he would definitely sneer at him, fuck you, return the aura of the protagonist, why not withdraw, when are you the protagonist?
Brother has been fine.

What jumping things.

……

Even though the blue-haired boy felt a powerful and dangerous aura, his roundabout kick had already soared into the air. If he opened the bow without turning back, he couldn't take it back even if he wanted to!
Ning Chuan looked at his stunned expression in mid-air, like a fool, couldn't help laughing, and scratched his ears helplessly.

Then, when the blue-haired boy's feet struck, the muscles in his body suddenly flowed with strength.

All of a sudden, in front of him, a big hand descended from the sky, like iron tongs, and pinched the blue-haired boy's neck.

Under Ning Chuan's pinch, the blue-haired boy felt as if he was being controlled by a steel mechanical arm, unable to move at all.

A particularly suffocating feeling came to my mind repressed!

what……

The blue-haired boy felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

His brother-in-law, what the hell is going on.

However, Ning Chuan couldn't hear the blue-haired boy's terrified cry, and even if he knew it, he would definitely say something.

"It's because you provoked someone you shouldn't. Why are there so many?"

I didn't intend to let him go.

After suddenly pinching the blue-haired boy's neck, Ning Chuan ran violently, and the strengthened force in his body flowed wildly.

The offensive that forced the blue-haired boy to fly into the air stopped in mid-air, and he let him hang in the air, hanging him with one hand.

What's going on? ? ?
The boy looked at himself, why was he in mid-air?Nima hey, no kidding.

This……

Ning Chuan looked at the dull expression on the blue-haired boy's face, and his face turned red under his big hands like iron tongs.

Then it gradually became reddish purple, and it seemed that it was difficult to breathe.

Ning Chuan didn't want to risk his life.

It flew up with a stride, and threw the blue hair to the ground fiercely, making a dull sound when its body touched the sand.

Lan Mao let out a scream. That kind of scream was not the scream of being beaten, but it was held in his chest, but the pain could not be uttered, and he could only vomit half of the feeling.

Ning Chuan didn't care about him, and he didn't kill him, thinking this way, and then, and then, a crow flew on the plane.

Sitting on the body of the blue-haired boy all of a sudden. .

Hold him firmly with your knees so that he cannot move, and then there is a punch of Hai Ye Wang's eight punches, and he rolls up his sleeves, crackling.

There was no force at all, and she greeted him directly in the face with a straightforward force.

"Come on, don't you become king and lose bandit? Then tell me what you are now? Bandit or king?"

But the blue-haired boy didn't have a chance to answer. Ning Chuan's burst of punches made him scream.

Unable to open his mouth at all, he wanted to yell, "Master, I was wrong."

But Ning Chuan didn't give him this chance.

Ning Chuan quickly punched Wang Ba, and for a while, smoke and dust rose from the ground, submerging the figures of the two of them.

……

What's going on, what's going on? ?

The motorbike boy next to him had more than 100 question marks in his heart, and his boss was beaten on the ground like this?

Their eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief.

They remembered that they were the blue-haired boss, and every time a punk came looking for trouble, whether it was a hard stubble or a new street brawler.

Relying on his ability to fight, it is usually the motorcycle boy who is more capable of fighting and will come forward for a while.

Once you can't beat it, the boss will go straight to the horse, and it will be solved.

I remember once, a guy who just debuted, he was covered in beastly muscles, and his biceps were bigger than his head.

It is estimated that he followed the owner of a bar in the city, mixed up on the road, and wanted to develop the land of the motorcycle boy.

So he sent that beastly muscular man over, and brought a dozen people with him.

It's still according to the rules of motorcycle race teenagers, let's talk about heads-up.

In the entire Beiming City, although this group of motorcycle teenagers is not that good at fighting, any gang does not want to have too much conflict with them.

Because, it's inevitable that there are people who play motorcycles, the kind of sons and dudes who are extremely powerful behind the scenes and cover the sky with one hand.

Once offended, it is not the person who is offended, but the entire force behind him. Maybe it will really mess them up.

Triggered a bloody bloody battle, this, everyone is a businessman in the open and in the dark, and this is what age.

No one wants to see this kind of thing that destroys each other's business happen.

However, once something is provoked and it happens, the movement will be quite loud, and it might be connected together, triggering a chain butterfly effect.

Those big brothers who have been mixed in one side have never done anything shameful before establishing a solid foundation.

Once it is found out, it will be thrown out entirely.

So, no one on the road dares to accommodate at will, it's too much, everyone knows it well, and give this group of motorcycle boys some face.

Another point is that this group of motorbike teenagers are at the age of seventeen, eighty-nine, full of enthusiasm, and often do things without consequences.

If they really provoked them, it would be common for the field to be smashed and set on fire after the game is over.

That would be a big trouble, and it would be very difficult to get rid of them. After all, they had been developing for some years, and it would be very difficult to get rid of them.

Not to mention that it is absolutely impossible, even that would consume a lot of manpower and material resources. Generally, few gangs in the real Beiming City can afford the consequences.

Even if it is placed on a big gang, paying so much manpower and money, it will be severely damaged. If it is placed on a small gang, it is estimated that it will go bankrupt directly.

Everyone comes out to hang out, it's all for making money, who wants to lose money and make money, it's not the era of fame and prestige.

Everyone keeps their heads down and makes a lot of money. Whoever does the kind of thing that loses money and benefits for the sake of morality is not sick.

In fact, the most frightening thing is also fear, the endless revenge of the motorcycle race.

After all, teenagers are the most passionate, teenagers are the craziest, and teenagers have the most potential.

Another point is that teenagers hold grudges the most!

That's why there have been 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor!The hate when I was young will be remembered for a lifetime.

Don't get mixed up at that time, turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain, and directly wipe out the big brother who was in N years.

People still have to live the life of their wives and children on the hot kang, and before enjoying it, a group of men in black with knives broke into the house murderously...

Isn't it embarrassing if the blood splatters?

Therefore, if you put it in gang studies, this group of motorcycle teenagers can be considered very stylish, very prestigious, and they can be considered to have a bit of status.

Then, that time, the beastly muscular man brought people over. After all, he was on the territory of the motorcycle race, and hundreds of hot-blooded teenagers were watching.

I don't dare to pick and prick.

That muscular beast went up to single-handedly, picking up seven young men who could beat the motorcycle race all the way.

The main reason is that the guy's perverted muscles can't move at all, and the gravity level is not on the same line.

After overthrowing seven motorcycle boys all the way, the muscular monster stood proudly on the stage and shouted.

Just when he was full of complacency, this is, the blue-haired boy from the motorcycle race, flying into the sky.

With a knee, he smashed the muscular beast on the chest, and the guy flipped over, and then the boss of the blue-haired boy, the motorcycle race, beat the beast violently.

The fist hit the beast's face fiercely, and beat the muscular beast that had knocked over many motorcycle boys, until a lot of bright red came out of its mouth and nose.

During this period, the beast also stood up, knocked the blue-haired boy over with a pair of fists, and threw him hard behind the ruined wall.

At that time, I was worried when I saw the boys on motorcycles, thinking that the boss was just enjoying himself for a while, and now it's over, maybe it will be a joke.

Thinking of this, the teenagers didn't dare to look at it, for fear that their boss would die in the next second.

Just when the beastly muscular man took the limelight, a miracle happened!
The blue-haired boy seemed to have been injected with chicken blood in an instant, and his body was infused with Adamantium metal.

Crackling directly, the violence directly overturned the muscular man, and he was beaten so hard that he couldn't move on the ground.

By the way, when riding on that muscular man, the blue-haired boy even tossed his hair, which looked cool.

Immediately impressed all the teenagers with a vote, and a group of hot girls on motorcycles.

This group of unruly teenagers has always respected strength, and they all admire strength.

As a result, the bikers cheered all of a sudden, and with their enthusiasm, the blue-haired boy became their boss as a matter of course.

Sit on the chair of the leading brother.

Uh... But now, amidst the smoke and dust, all the teenagers on the motorcycles of hundreds of numbers have their eyes widened.

The once brilliant boss is now being beaten on the ground?

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(End of this chapter)