To put it in another way, Tyson, who dominated the American boxing world in the 1980s and 1990s, personally participated in the underground black boxing for 20 million US dollars, and his nose was broken after thirty seconds. He was only facing the third-level elite at that time! If he fought against the fourth-level elite, he might have killed him on the spot.

The level division of the International Black Fist Organization, each level of the previous level, its strength increases by geometric multiples!

Otherwise, the Chairman would have many obstacles to the death of the Saber-toothed Tiger when he was in Shiba Tea Company? They were all prehistoric monsters and monsters. Even the powerful generals of the Five Tigers would not have much advantage in front of them.

Their demon duck Zhao Yuze is a top master who is comparable to Du Yinqiao, and there is a saying that "East Demon, West Havoc Dragon" is sometimes said.

Chen Huayao was dizzy, with a pale face and two clear blood stains flowing out of his nostrils.

Sergei pounced on him without waiting for the other party to react.

He pinched Chen Huayao's neck and lifted it up and threw it into the air. His whole body hit the ceiling and fell downwards.

Others don't understand it, but Qin Jiran has seen the Chairman's daily performance with his own eyes. His body weighing nearly 200 kilograms often easily sits on the plastic chair in the food stall, and his torso is extremely heavy. He even throws it gently with one hand for Sergei, which is similar to throwing a doll. This terrifying hand force makes people shocked.

When Chen Huayao's body was about to fall, Sergei's hands came out, and a "da da da!" scream came out of his mouth, as if a machine gun was spewing out an angry flame. His hands were continuous, and he punched more than a dozen punches at once, all hitting the vital parts of Chen Huayao's chest and abdomen with his head facing down and feet up.

The attack speed of the two fists is dazzlingly fast, just like the classic arms produced by Xiazhou Military Factory in the 1960s. It is a type of M58 submachine gun that our soldiers love to call "combined harvesters".

Chen Huayao was pressed into the wall by his fist, and the entire wall was shaking under the huge impact.

The chandelier finally couldn't bear it and fell to the ground with a bang, the glass shattered, and the white energy-saving lamp hidden inside rolled out.

Qin Jiran's entourage all looked pale and pulled out the machetes in a clang.

"Don't act rashly!" Qin Jiran shouted.

For ten seconds, Chen Huayao was pressed against the wall, and Sergei's attack like a storm stopped. He sneered and watched him fall to the ground, covering his belly and slowly curled up.

"Abnormal Chen!" Sergei stepped on his head: "My boss said you were invincible in the world, and I don't believe it. Judging from your appearance, it's just like that! Tell me, what method did you use to defeat the boss four years ago? Sneak attack, poison, group fight, or fire a cold gun?"

Chen Huayao grabbed Sergei's ankle on his face, and clenched hard at the large tendon on the heel that lacked muscle protection.

"Hey!" Sergey couldn't help but snorted in pain.

Taking advantage of the fact that the monster was relaxed, Chen Huayao grabbed his foot and pulled it away and pushed it forward.

Sergei took a few steps back.

Chen Huayao then stood up shakingly and looked at himself. Some of the skin between his chest and abdomen had been torn by the opponent's submachine gun-like fists, and his back was abraded several times, which made him feel so painful. If it weren't for his abnormal muscle fiber tissue that was very different from ordinary people, he would have been afraid that his internal organs would have been shattered.

Sergei didn't pursue him, adjusted his standing posture for a while, and said proudly: "Hehe, Chen from the West District is just a fame! It's a pity that the boss wants me to be wary of you."

"Who is your boss?" Chen Huayao wiped the blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth and asked in a deep voice.

Sergei said: "The boss is the leader of our prehistoric giant beast, the giant ape Zheng Guofan! You should know him!"

"So it was him..." Chen Huayao slowly narrowed his eyes.

After the reorganization of Shiba Tea Company, the prehistoric giant beast had just been established for a few days, and outsiders did not have much information about this mysterious organization. Currently, only mammoth, dire wolf, and demon duck are emerging in the world. The intelligence departments of various forces are about to investigate who the rest are.

Zheng Guofan is really not to be underestimated in the underworld of Xiangjing. He had an older sister who married member of parliament Dai Yinlou, who was the brother-in-law of member of parliament. He jokingly called him "Mr. Zheng Guogong". He was brave and resourceful, cruel and violent. He created such a great situation in Shiba Tea Company.

He was convinced by the mammoth Sergei, and he was called the boss, and he thought he could be more capable than that.

Four years ago, the Crab Committee suddenly rose and clearly violated everyone's interests. No one wanted the Crab Committee to separate the food they mentioned, so it was suppressed by joint efforts from multiple forces. The leader was the giant ape Zheng Guofan.

Chen Huayao had a fight with Zheng Guofan. Of course, the chairman won the battle. At that time, he weighed 280 kilograms and was at the peak! Almost the gods blocked the gods and the Buddhas blocked the Buddhas!

Now, the weight has dropped sharply to 190 kilograms, and there is a trend of further decline, so naturally it cannot be compared with that year.

"Say hello to Mr. Zheng on my behalf." Chen Huayao had slowly adjusted his breathing evenly as he spoke, and his eyes were looking at the other person without any moment.

"I will use your head to ask the boss for a reward!"

Sergei suddenly shouted and grabbed Chen Huayao with his right hand.

He looked like a bulky big guy, but in fact his speed was amazing. This time, like a thunderous instant, the audience's visual nerves could not keep up with his movements, and the afterimages appeared in his eyes.

Chen Huayao hurriedly leaned back, and Sergei's elbow cried over again.

Chen Huayao did not dare to neglect, and he grabbed the oncoming elbow with one hand and pushed it out, removed part of the force, and plucked up his five fingers with his backhand and poked the enemy's armpit where he opened his arms.

Like the eyes, throat, and inferior yin, the armpits are a dense sympathetic nerves. The sensitive and fragile parts of the human body are rarely trained to make muscles there. As long as they are attacked, the pain caused will be difficult to withstand and they will lose their combat effectiveness in an instant.

Chen Huayao is not tall enough to attack Sergei's face, and the best place is the armpit.

Sergei yelled, his arms suddenly contracted, his armpits clamped Chen Huayao's fist, and his other hand immediately grabbed his wrist and dragged it back.

The huge force came, and Chen Huayao was unstable and staggered a few steps.

Sergei hit his left rib with one knee fiercely.

There was a dull "bang".

Chen Huayao could no longer bear it. He felt sweet in his throat and a stream of blood squirted on the enemy.

"The pervert Chen in the west is nothing more than that." Sergei hit another knee, pushing Chen Hua away for more than half a second, throwing his weak body to the ground, "OK, end the battle! The era of the Crab Committee has passed, from today, Xiang Jing is Shibacha."

Seeing Chen Huayao lying in the dusty body in the wreckage of the mahjong table, the scene was silent. Not only Qin Jiran and others fell into a brief loss of consciousness, but even the subordinates of the prehistoric giant beast were blank and could not think.

The famous chairman was actually beaten by a mammoth with three punches and two kicks...

Sergei looked at his subordinates in surprise: "Shouldn't you cheer?"

After a while, sparse applause rang out.

"I'll kill you!" Qin Jiran couldn't help but feel angry and prepared to fight for the final desperate battle. In his crazy state, he never considered how strong the enemy was, and wouldn't care about whether it was a death or a life consequence.

Other members raised their knives and surrounded them.

"You little shrimps want to die?" Sergei sneered, but he was secretly praising him. If his subordinates faced this situation, they would be fleeing on the spot. However, the subordinates of the Crab Committee were all fearless. No wonder they could dominate the West District.

This is a completely different mental outlook. If he could, he really wanted to bring this group of people under his command.

"Wait..." A hoarse sentence suddenly appeared in the head of the chairman buried under the fragments of the mahjong table.

Qin Jiran's body, ready to go, was stagnant.

But Chen Huayao slowly got up with his knees on his hands, his body covered in dust, mixed with blood, and mud everywhere.

Sergei was also moved and couldn't help but say, "What a pervert, you can still stand up."

Chen Huayao spat out a bloody saliva in a mess and said, "Sergei, you are very good, beyond my imagination. Would you like to work at the Crab Committee? I'll give you a new position."

As the chairman of the Crab Committee who has the ideal of assisting the country in establishing the great empire of China, collecting talents has always been a major hobby.

"Hahahaha!" Sergei seemed to hear a huge joke and laughed to the sky: "At this time, you can still say such words, I began to admire your toughness. OK, I decided to save you a life."

Chen Huayao said seriously: "You have flaws and cannot reach the true peak. Joining the Crab Committee, I can give you a spirit of making up for your flaws."

"Bah! What nonsense is it? What's the point of being defeated by you?" Sergei smiled coldly.

Chen Huayao shook his head and said lightly: "I will give you another chance. Are you willing to serve me? I have decided to set up a new team outside the Five Tigers Generals. If you like it, I will let you become the leader of the new team and only follow my orders."

"Haha, damn pervert Chen, it's so funny!" Sergei's face suddenly tightened after laughing: "You fucking Guo Degang is reincarnated! Are you specializing in crosstalk?"

"Now, you have no chance."

"I like your humor." Sergei said again: "I will break your hands and feet, let you go on a wheelchair to tour in Xiangjing, and talk crosstalk to all the gangs. As for how much you earn, maybe I will be kind enough to appreciate you a few bones."

Chen Huayao stood up straight, looked straight ahead, and stretched out his right hand and made a gesture to Qin Jiran. Qin Jiran has been a comrade-in-arms of the Chairman for many years. He woke up very much by his gesture, so he quickly took out a thick cigar from his pocket and threw it over.

Chen Huayao caught the cigar that was spinning back and forth in the air and lit it in his mouth, and said quietly: "I have three stages of power. The first stage, I call it the game-type power, which is the current situation, and it is more than enough to fight with you, the rotten tomatoes. The second stage, it is called the combat-type power. Since you want to kill me, I will take out the second stage of power for you to see."

Sergei was very happy and asked with interest, "So what is the third stage called? Let's talk about it? Your creative thinking is worth learning from!"

"No one in Xiangjing is qualified to face the third stage. It is enough to use the power of the second stage to deal with you."

Chen Huayao said, the muscles in the upper arm of his right hand were bulging, and the lifelike Yue Wumu tattoo seemed to shine brightly.

Sergei pinched his fists and smiled, "Hehe, the tattoo is pretty, but when I tear off your arm, you will know that it won't be too fun."

Qin Jiran suddenly became heavy in breathing. He was the one who had seen the power of the chairman's tattoo. Is it really going to use the power of the tattoo this time?
Chapter completed!