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

Chapter 105 This Smoking Suit Is Higher Than Yourself
While the group of motorbike teenagers were still deeply stunned, Ning Chuan had almost finished their work.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the young boss of the blue-haired biker fell to the ground in embarrassment, and Ning Chuan rode on him.

His blue hair was completely covered with dirt, and it had lost all its previous majesty.

Ning Chuan didn't knock him out directly, but beat him violently, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Afterwards, Ning Chuan curled his lips, looked helplessly at the guy on the ground, and smiled jokingly. This guy struggled several times before, but he didn't let him move.

Even though he is an ancient warrior.

The blue-haired boy on the ground stared at Ning Chuan with resentment and anger in his eyes.

When Ning Chuan pinned him down and beat him before, he tried his best to mobilize the ancient martial arts ability stimulated in his body and resisted desperately, but he couldn't move at all.

It's embarrassing for your sister, so the blue-haired boy was pinned to the ground by Ning Chuan and beat him up.

His uncle, he can't move at all, how do we fight this one?Playing a woolen yarn is completely crushed by strength.

The boss of the blue-haired boy motorcycle race knew that Ning Chuan was stronger than himself.

Ning Chuan looked at the blue-haired boy who seemed to be a little bit dissatisfied, and thought to himself, yes, this guy is just young, and when he is most concerned about face, how can he be dissatisfied.

So I lowered my body, put my mouth on his ear, and said, "Boy, I'm faster than you, no matter when, when you become an ancient warrior and a normal person."

After finishing speaking, Ning Chuan stood up, letting go of the blue-haired boy, and giving him the freedom he had before beating him violently.

Ning Chuan stood up, looked at the blue-haired boy coldly, and thought he was the only one like him.

Based on the deterrence he had given him before, he didn't dare to come over.

Sure enough, as he expected, the blue-haired boy stood up, his eyes were filled with anger, and he looked at Ning Chuan.

But he did not step forward to duel Ning Chuan again.

Because, he knew that he couldn't beat Ning Chuan at all.

Damn it, the blue-haired boy thought, this guy is so strong!
Moreover, he seems to know that he is an ancient warrior, so he is not an ordinary person.

Generally speaking, there are very few people who know the domain of the ancient warriors, either the ancient warriors themselves, or the leaders of some big families, because they usually hire the ancient warriors as bodyguards.

For example, the last time Ahu and Abao were like this.

Ning Chuan looked at the blue-haired boy, and snorted coldly, "Why, a guy who is a first-level Gu Wu's broken mirror, is it very difficult? It's just for you, that's all."

"If there is a fight, I've never minded the peaceful means of killing, and sending the enemy to hell to talk to Lord Hades."

The blue-haired boy seemed to be passing through a violent storm, and now, he even knew his own rank, Gu Wu Po Jing Level [-]!

I kicked on the steel plate, damn it, it was still a barbed steel plate.

The boy's cold sweat flowed down.

Ning Chuan looked at the young man in front of him, and the expression on his face changed from shock to regret.

I didn't even bother to guess his mood, but just stood aside in a bored manner, watching what the blue-haired boy, the boss of the motorcycle clan, should do next.

Ning Chuan guessed that he would definitely not admit defeat. At this age, it is inevitable that he will admit death in his blood. He will definitely fight with himself to prove that he is not a weak chicken.

But if this is the case, I will tell him with my fist again, you are a weak chicken!

Just as Ning Chuan was thinking about how to subdue him completely, a scene that surprised him happened in the next second.

The blue-haired boy cupped his hands and said, "I lose. I can't beat you, and you will be the boss of the motorcycle clan from now on."

Then he lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and stopped looking at Ning Chuan, "I will definitely do what I said."

But it also seems to be very helpless and unwilling to lose.

Looking at the gloomy eyes of this stubborn young man, Ning Chuan felt a little more praise in his heart.

I didn't expect this kid to keep his promise, and he knows how to treat winning and losing reasonably at a young age, which is really good.

It is a good seedling, and it will be good to cultivate in the future.

Ning Chuan walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

The blue-haired boy looked up at Ning Chuan in surprise.

I saw Ning Chuan smiled meaningfully, "Who told you that I just came to pick things up and compete with you for the boss position?"

……

. . .

Two hours later, Ning Chuan sat leisurely on a step while the blue-haired boy stood aside.

There was blood on his forehead, which hadn't been wiped clean, and his hair was also dirty.

"Come on, big brother smokes." The blue-haired boy had already changed into a playful smile and looked at Ning Chuan.

Taking out a box of cigarettes hardcovered in a metal box from inside the leather jacket, Ning Chuan curled his lips, and took one out of it to put it in his mouth.

The blue-haired boy waved his hand just in time, and a silver engraved lighter appeared in his hand.

Then, with a click, a light blue flame appeared, helping Ning Chuan to light a cigarette.

Ning Chuan took a breath with a leisurely expression, and his heart raced past your sister, what the hell, this boss of a motorcycle gang has more respect than himself.

Just this set of smoking styles, fuck, they are all more advanced than myself.

However, Ning Chuan remained calm on the surface, and still looked like he was hanging on. He couldn't show his clumsiness. After all, he was the one who beat the bosses of their motorcycle clan on the ground.

Besides, I'm not a poor man, I'm a man with 5000 million assets, it's just that I don't want to buy those fancy things now.

Right, right, in fact, my brother and I are very attractive.

Didn't you see that the hot girls on motorcycles all looked at me fascinatedly with kawaii faces, and even winked at me.

Although, it was when he violently beat the blue-haired boy.

Ning Chuan didn't think they were trying to please someone who mistakenly thought they were the new boss.

Even if I told that blue-haired boy that he was not here to be the boss of the motorcycle clan, their fiery eyes disappeared...

Well, Ning Chuan admits this.

Light up the cigarette, Ning Chuan is smoking, don't say, hey, this cigarette tastes good, it's nice to be fucking rich.

After all, how should I put it, again, he is a motorcycle boss after all.

Originally, those who engage in motorcycles have money, not to mention being the boss. Ning Chuan estimated that the cigarettes must be foreign, and a box is expensive.

Ning Chuan is now sitting on the steps, smoking a cigarette, surrounded by hundreds of motorcycle boys.

Ning Chuan is like a little boss, a big kid king, he's really a bit of a fucking bitch.

At this time, they were inside their base. When Ning Chuan came in, he looked around and found that the inside was pretty good.

Although it was adapted from Unfinished Building, it is not bad. There are some specially made camouflage militarized nets.

It is covered with a heavy truck, and there are some huge parts next to it, which are probably things on the locomotive.

There are also many dilapidated and rusty metal skeletons, as well as complete locomotives, but they are all neatly stacked aside.

It looks like they spent a lot of money modifying their cars. Modifying motorcycles is a costly affair in itself.

"Brother, look..."

The blue-haired boy looked at Ning Chuan and smiled all over his face. This boy was a bit handsome, and he was a boy, but he had a sense of sincerity.

Ning Chuan nodded with satisfaction in his heart, yes, this good-looking brother...

The biker boys on the side looked at the blue-haired boy wonderingly, when did they ever see the boss like that in front of others?

"Look, brother, what are you doing here?"

The blue-haired boy looked at Ning Chuan with a smile.

"what?"

Ning Chuan just wanted to say that he came to buy the car, but it seemed a bit bad, he beat up the gatekeeper again, and stopped the motorcycle with his bare hands.

Again...beating the boss into a dog, ahem, of course, I didn't do this on purpose.

Thinking of this, Ning Chuan decided not to say it directly, he needed to clarify.

"That what..."

Ning Chuan talked about the fact that he wanted to buy a motorcycle, and the incident of being smoked by that yellow-haired gangster at the door, and the incident that the guy riding the motorcycle came up to hit him indiscriminately without saying a word.

It's just so vivid and colorful, hey, anyway, it's my own reason everywhere.

Of course, I didn't mention that the blue-haired boy who is the leader of the motorcycle race in front of me is going to pose a threat to his life, ahem, let me tell you about it.

After all, he himself is still here, and he will still be the boss in the future, so he can't be too conceited.

These little brothers are still listening with their ears pricked up, and they said that those two guys are simply not there, and they probably passed out and were sent to the hospital.

It's okay to be severely injured, fuck, now Ning Chuan is just like a storyteller, telling stories to a group of uneducated children.

Ning Chuan was talking about being elated, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the yellow-haired gangster who was the first gatekeeper in the crowd covered in gauze.

And the guy in the hood and the Cuban outfit who hit him with the car, all gauze.

Also standing not far away, seemed to be listening with gusto.

Uh...that's embarrassing. . .

Ning Chuan was thinking, why are their vitality so tenacious...

(End of this chapter)