Chen Ning smiled and said, "As for this, we want to thank you."

The God of Baccarat narrowed his drunken eyes and his tongue wide, and hooked his fingers at Chen Ning: "It's your kid who killed my friend Yaqi. Come here to die by yourself, which can reduce the pain before you die."

Chen Ning smiled and said, "Your wine bag is not worthy of letting me take action."

"Who of you took him for me?"

As soon as Chen Ning finished speaking, Dian Chu had already stood up first and said in a deep voice: "Young Master, I'll teach you a lesson in this wine bag."

Before the God of Baccarat became famous, the nickname was wine barrel. After the God of Baccarat, no one dared to call him wine barrel. Everyone respectfully called him wine god.

He also hates others calling him a wine barrel.

Now Chen Ning and Dian Chu actually called him a wine bag, which almost made him angry.

A cold light flashed through his drunken eyes and said to Dian Chu coldly: "If you want to die, I will fulfill you first!"

After saying that, his body suddenly moved, turned into a black shadow, rushing towards Dian Chu, at an astonishing speed.

Dian Chu faced the battle head-on without any fear.

The God of Baccarat raised his hand and punched Dian Chu hard.

Dian Chu likes this kind of head-on fighting style the most, and does not show any weakness. He raises his hand and punches to face the opponent's fist.

The two fists were like two locomotives colliding head-on, colliding fiercely.

boom!

A dull sound rang out at the scene.

The Baccarat staggered and took a few steps back.

Dian Chu stood still while standing there.

The subordinates brought by the God of Baccarat couldn't help but be upset. The God of Baccarat, who had been invincible, was actually repelled by a Chinese this time.

The drunkenness in the eyes of Baccarat God had disappeared at this time.

Instead, it is a touch of seriousness!

He shouted with high fighting spirit: "It's great, I haven't met a decent opponent for a long time, and I can fight happily today."

"Come again!"

With a roar, he rushed towards Dian Chu again like an angry beast.

Moreover, this time the speed is faster and the explosive power is even more terrifying.

Dian Chu did not hesitate at all and met the opponent again. Then the two of them started a storm-like attack.

Bang bang bang bang...

The sound of fists and feet colliding one after another, making everyone around him numb.

The marble floor, walls and pillars on the ground were all affected, and they were devastated by the fists and feet of the two.

The God of Baccarat is very strong, but unfortunately he met Dian Chu, the King of the Soldiers this time.

Dian Chu fought with the God of Baccarat for more than ten times in one breath. At first, the God of Baccarat could still be evenly matched, but gradually he could not stop it.

In the end, Dian Chu slammed the defense with his fist, and the empty door in his chest was opened.

Dian Chu seized the opportunity, flew up, and kicked Dionysian in the chest like lightning.

Bang!

He was kicked backwards by Dian Chu and hit the wall. The wall was sunk deeply, leaving a piece of blood.

The God of Baccarat hit the wall and fell to the ground again, his face as if he was like gold paper. He struggled to stand up, but he couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. He was obviously seriously injured and had no combat power.

Seeing this, the more than one hundred men he brought were shocked and angry, and they all roared: "Kill these Chinese people!"

As he said that, these guys had already drawn out their samurai swords and rushed towards Chen Ning and his wife like wolves.

Song Bingting looked panicked.

Chen Ning held her hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry."

At this time, Qin Que and Ye Tianxing also took action and cooperated with Dian Chu to kill the group of Japanese swordsmen.

The melee unfolded instantly.

Dian Chu, Qin Que, Ye Tianxing and others are all first-class strong men. Although these swordsmen have a large number, they do not have the same enemy as Dian Chu and others.

Soon, more than a hundred sword hands were all knocked down and all lay in a pool of blood.

The God of Baccarat was not dead, but he was dying.

He glared at Chen Ning and said, "You... don't be proud... Our Yamaguchi Group will not let you go, and our team leader will not spare you."

Chen Ning smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. We will go to your Yamaguchi Group headquarters and calculate the total accounts with Yamaguchi Ryuzo."

What?

The God of Baccarat was shocked when he heard this.
Chapter completed!