The leader of the comic world

Black gangs, also known as street gangs, mainly derive their income from selling drugs and stealing. They are not as powerful as Chen Gongguan, let alone the Mafia.

In the inner courtyard of Jackson Manor, more than a dozen black people wearing colorful clothes were partying inside.

Under the dim light, Nick, the boss, was shirtless, with a muscular body and a strip of white fox fur around his neck. He was sitting on the sofa, not caring about the sexy beauty next to him, because sitting opposite him was a friend who could lead black people to dominate New York. .

"Azak, you really want to help us" Nick tried again.

Azak had a thick beard and wore a cloak. He did not answer Nick's question directly, but said emotionally: "In the past hundred years, too many black compatriots have been enslaved and destroyed by the colonists. My country clearly has It is selfish and shameful to be indifferent to the ability to save our fellow humans."

Nick was curious about where Azak's country was and asked: "Can you tell me about that great black country?"

Azak shook his head and took out a silver box from one side with a small piece of metal in it. "

Nick looked at the small piece of metal with greed in his eyes. Azak said that this metal is called vibranium. His cloak was made of this piece of vibranium. It can create the most advanced weapons, which is the Howard Tower. No weapon invented by Ke can compare with it.

"This piece of metal is really that magical." Nick was still a little doubtful.

"You can give it a try." Azak said calmly. He found Nick because Nick was the most influential black man in New York, and he didn't want to see them living on drugs and theft anymore.

Nick signaled to the men next to him, and soon a strong man weighing two to three hundred pounds came over with an axe. An ax at such a close range was as powerful as a grenade.

The strong man swung his axe, and struck the vibranium on the table with all his strength.

With a "boom" sound, the entire solid wood table could not withstand the pressure and fell apart. The blade of the steel ax was flattened, but the piece of vibranium was not damaged at all.

"This is incredible" Nick exclaimed.

Azak looked quite calm, looking at the strong man's palm, and said calmly: "That's where you should pay attention."

Nick was stunned for a moment and realized that it stands to reason that with such a powerful chop, the strong man's jaw would be easily injured. But at this time, the strong man did not feel any strange at all, which showed that the moment the big ax hit the vibranium, the force of the collision was transmitted and disappeared.

"If this piece of vibranium can be made into clothes, the wearer can withstand artillery fire," Nick thought to himself, the greed in his eyes getting even worse.

Suddenly, the sliding glass door shattered, the floor-to-ceiling windows on the west side shattered at the same time, and figures rushed in.

"Don't move." Before the black men could recover, guns were already pointed at them.

Nick recognized someone from the Chen Mansion. As the leader of the gang, he did not appear panicked. He looked at the leader of the old man and said, "Song Fang, how did you break in, my guards?"

Song Fang is the second in charge of Chen Mansion, so Nick naturally knows him.

Song Fang smiled bitterly, he was also very distressed. Chen Qi's skills were beyond his imagination. His grasp of the surprise attack was perfect, and he could always subdue the sentry guards quietly. He even began to suspect that Chen Qi was using ancient martial arts. Originally, this was supposed to be good news. If it was confirmed that Chen Qi knew ancient martial arts, the mafia was willing to reduce Chen Mansion's profits to 30%. But for some reason, he had an uneasy feeling after seeing the powerful Chen Qi.

At this time, Chen Qi suddenly took action and punched Nick hard on the cheek. The powerful force made Nick fall down from the sofa.

"I hate prisoners speaking in an equal tone. Besides, I am the person in charge here. You seem to have found the wrong person to talk to." Chen Qi said coldly.

Nick quickly got up touching his swollen face and looked at Chen Qi angrily. Not only him, but also Song Fang was also angered by Chen Qi's words. But when he wanted to reprimand Chen Qi, he found that no one in the Chen Mansion around him had any reaction. They all seemed to acquiesce in Chen Qi's leadership. These people They were all chosen by Xia Chu. He was the leader of this operation designated by Xia Chu. Shouldn't these people listen to him?

"Bastard" At this time, the black man next to him, who was two meters tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms, was holding a big axe. He couldn't bear the insult to the leader, so he suddenly knocked away the Chinese who was pointing a gun at him, and swung the big ax at Chen. Seven splits away.

The speed was so fast that no one could react.

Chen Qi stood there calmly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, just to use this to establish his power with a punch.

He used Huntian's skill, stepped close to the big man, and gave a direct uppercut. The powerful fist hit the big man's hands holding the ax handle first, breaking his tight hands, and knocked down the dozens of kilograms of axe. , and then this punch hit the big man's jaw simply and roughly.

Then there was a loud noise, and the big man fell down and passed out.

Everyone was shocked. Some black people were so frightened that they opened their big mouths. Who would have thought that a lean Chinese boy could punch him as hard as a bear.

Suo Li is the most capable person in their black gang, and now it seems that he has been beaten to death with one punch. No one dares to lose his temper again. Nick also lost his initial domineering attitude. The black gang admired and took pride in hand-to-hand combat. Now the most capable one had been beaten to death with one punch.

Song Fang stood there in shock, recalling what Mike Corleone said. Chen Xianqin fled to the United States more than ten years ago. He was 28 years old and knew ancient Chinese martial arts.

"Chen Xian, Qin and Chen Qi are the same people. They competed with him before, showed third-rate skills, competed with Zhang Zili, and deliberately lost. These are all hiding his strength and hiding the fact that he knows ancient martial arts." Song Fang secretly thought. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, "attacking the black gang, asking the shopkeeper to bear the losses of Franklin Street, and letting him participate in this operation were all bad ideas thought up by Chen Qi, and Xia Chu would always agree with Chen Qi's idea."

The more Song Fang thought about it, the more chills ran down his spine. He slowly came to the conclusion that the eldest son of the Chen family was not unlearned or domineering, but that he had been hiding his clumsiness. He wanted to find an opportunity to escape and inform Mike Corleone.

At this time, Chen Qi noticed the metal in the silver suitcase and bent down to pick it up.

"It's so light." Chen Qi was surprised. A piece of metal of this size should weigh at least a dozen kilograms, but this piece of metal weighed less than a kilogram.

"What is this?" Chen Qi looked at Nick. This piece of metal was placed between Nick and the man in the cloak. It should be a very important thing.

Azak clenched his fists, and there seemed to be fire coming out of his eyes. The vibranium must not fall into the hands of someone beyond his control. He would fight to the death to get it back.

He observed the surroundings with his peripheral vision, focusing mainly on Chen Qi, waiting for the opportunity to use weapons.