The port tonight was still full of cargo ships, and it didn't end until three in the morning.
Chen Ping kept watching at the port until all the goods were received and loaded into two trucks.
"Marshal Chen, these are the goods that the Japanese want." Zhao Xiong said in a low voice next to Chen Ping.
Chen Ping nodded: "Yes. Will these goods be transported to the base soon?"
"Um."
"Very well, I will work with you to resolve the matter tonight."
Zhao Xiong was slightly startled: "Young Marshal Chen, the Japanese have more than a hundred high-level warriors. You may be in danger alone."
Chen Ping smiled faintly: "Even if it's a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, I have to go there tonight. If this hidden danger is not solved, the great summer will be on my back."
Zhao Xiong was infected by Chen Ping's courage and said seriously: "I am impressed by Marshal Chen's spirit of serving the country and the people. Although I am a low-level martial artist, I am willing to work with Marshal Chen, even if I die, it can be considered as atonement for my sins."
Chen Ping nodded slightly: "Very good! This is like a soldier. In the face of national justice, you can step back from the cliff, which is worthy of your status. You only need to wait and capture Huang Tao, and leave the rest to I."
"yes."
While the two were talking, Huang Tao came over: "Zhao Xiong, it's time to set off!"
Zhao Xiong nodded and said to Chen Ping: "Go and bring the car over."
Huang Tao frowned: "He's going too?"
"Um."
Huang Tao didn't ask much.
Soon Chen Ping drove the car over, with Zhao Xiong and Huang Tao sitting in the back seat. Two trucks also started, driven by people sent by Yamamoto Jiro.
An hour later, Chen Ping followed the truck to the warehouse gate behind Zhao Group.
The warehouse door opened, and Chen Ping drove his car and followed the two trucks into the warehouse. The warehouse was large, but empty.
As soon as the cargo ship stopped, Zhao Xiong and Huang Tao also got out of the car. Chen Ping followed Zhao Xiong naturally, staring ahead with vigilant eyes.
In front of me, I saw an entrance suddenly rising from the ground. The entrance was about five meters wide. Chen Ping looked towards the entrance and could see the stairs.
After a while, a group of Japanese samurai came out of the entrance. The last one was wearing a black samurai uniform. He was about fifty years old, with oily hair, parted in the middle, and a small beard on his mouth.
Chen Ping frowned slightly, he was in another holy realm, and he also had the same evil power.
Yamamoto Jiro came to Huang Tao with a smile on his face and bowed politely: "Thank you for your hard work!"
Huang Tao immediately bowed and said: "Jiro Yamamoto, you are so polite!"
"吆西!"
Yamamoto Jiro nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, the distance between him and Chen Ping was only five meters, and Chen Ping winked at Zhao Xiong. Zhao Xiong nodded subconsciously, but it could be seen that Zhao Xiong was in an extremely nervous state, and his forehead was sweating!
Chen Ping didn't care whether Zhao Xiong was in condition or not. With lightning speed, he suddenly struck the unsuspecting Yamamoto Jiro with a palm strike.
There was a bang... In the palm of Chen Ping's hand, a powerful force of holy energy directly hit Yamamoto Jiro's chest.
Yamamoto Jiro spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was like a cannonball, hitting the last iron wall of the warehouse in his breath.
The iron walls were dented, and Yamamoto Jiro's internal organs were shattered. He fell to the ground like a dead dog, vomiting blood.
All this happened in a breath, and no one could react. Yamamoto Jiro was killed instantly.
Huang Tao looked at this scene with shock on his face. Before he could react, Zhao Xiong suddenly hit him in the back with a palm: "Huang Tao, suffer death!"
There was a bang... Huang Tao was knocked away by a palm, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Keep him alive."
Chen Ping left a word and rushed towards the group of Japanese warriors who were still in a daze like a ghost.
This group of people still had the goods in their hands. When they reacted, they were all furious and rushed towards Chen Ping.
"Baga, kill him..."
Chen Ping was already murderous. Facing a group of warriors in the Martial God Realm, he was sure to kill them with just a raise of his hand.
All I could see in the warehouse was Chen Ping's afterimage and screams! Dozens of Japanese warriors in the Martial God Realm could not even hold a breath in Chen Ping's hands.
In less than a minute, all the Japanese in the warehouse were killed by Chen Ping on the spot.
Chen Ping did not dare to delay at all, and rushed into the entrance in a flash. The sound of fighting above could naturally be heard in the basement.
Chen Ping walked down the stairs, which were ten meters long. When he reached the basement, his eyes widened.
Immediately there is a huge basement, with lights shining like daylight, and workshops come into view. The most obvious thing is that there are actually three missile silos in the center.
"Are they actually making intercontinental missiles?" Chen Ping couldn't help but be surprised. These Japanese were actually making intercontinental missiles in Daxia.
Chen Ping's intrusion also shocked the Japanese in the basement!
"who?"
Just as Chen Ping came down, three Japanese samurai in black and hundreds of people surrounded him.
Chen Ping took a general glance and saw three holy realms, more than twenty Martial Emperors, and the rest were all Martial God realms.
"You stupid Japanese are really looking for death." Chen Ping gritted his teeth and rushed towards them like a wild beast.
"kill him."
The first three people are Yamamoto Goro, Yamamoto Rokuro, and Yamamoto Elevenro. The three of them shot out their palms at the same time. Just like the three killers last time, an evil force burst out from their palms.
Chen Ping's eyes were scarlet, and when he raised his right palm, a ball of hot flames appeared in his palm, which was extremely dazzling.
Chen Ping waved his right hand directly, and the flame was like a fire dragon, cutting through the air and bursting suddenly.
There was a bang... A group of Japanese martial arts masters didn't even have time to take action, and they were turned into charcoal and died miserably. The offensive of the remaining three Holy Realm Japanese was instantly broken, and they were knocked away several meters at the same time.
Chen Ping closed his palms and the flame disappeared. The figure had already reached the three of them. Before the three of them could react, Chen Ping punched Yamamoto Shiichiro in the chest.
Boom... Yamamoto Juichiro didn't even have time to scream, and was directly blasted into a ball of blood mist.
Hiss... This scene scared Yamamoto Goro and Yamamoto Rokuro out of fear! Chen Ping's strength is terrifying.
Just when the two of them were panicking, Chen Ping struck at Yamamoto Rokuro with a palm. Yamamoto Rokuro was horrified and hurriedly raised his hand.
"ah……."
Only Yamamoto Rokuro screamed, and his entire right arm was blown away. Before he could react, Chen Ping hit his head with a palm.
No accident, Yamamoto Rokuro was killed by Chen Ping on the spot, and his whole head was turned into slag.
How dare Yamamoto Goro dare to fight Chen Ping? He looked ferocious and shouted: "Launch missiles, launch missiles..."
The Japanese developers in the control room were frightened by the sudden scene and did not react when they heard Yamamoto Goro's cry.
Upon seeing this, Yamamoto Goro quickly ran towards the control room. Seeing that the big thing was over, he thought about launching missiles.
You know, there is an intercontinental missile that can be launched now.
