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One thousand and fifty-three chapters: the handle of the hand

However, just as Jiang Hai was about to make a call, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the grass in the distance. There were more than twenty people in this group, and they were holding some wooden squares, tubes and the like in their hands, and surrounded them with a fierce momentum.?

Seeing this scene, Jiang Hai knew without thinking about what these people meant. Jiang Hai was not polite at the moment. Although he didn't know who was planning to plot against him, he was sure that these people came for him.

There is no need to say much at the moment. Jiang Hai was about to leave as soon as he was gearing up, but when he looked back, he showed up a van behind him and rushed towards him. It seemed that these people were preparing to kill him.

There was a van behind the road, someone was lying in front of him and someone surrounded him. Needless to say, the police station must have made arrangements. If he rushed over and crushed the person to death, he would definitely be arrested.

It seems that these people are really planning to do something in detail! But if they really want to fight, then Jiang Hai doesn't care. In China, there are no guns. Without guns, these rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs want to deal with them? Haha!

Thinking of this, Jiang Hai turned on the camera function in his glasses, then pushed open the car door and walked out.

"Oh, I dare to come out. I thought you had to be a turtle inside." Seeing Jiang Hai walking out, the van over there also stopped and six or seven people walked down from above. One of these people was a fat man wearing a big gold chain and Da Heitian also wore a pair of sunglasses. He looked at Jiang Hai with a smile on his face.

"Turtle shrunk? Haha, if you touch my car, I will have to repair it then. It's very troublesome!" Hearing this person's words, Jiang Hai chuckled and then said to him indifferently.

"Hehe, I guess you don't have the chance to practice. Go! Let's beat him first!" Hearing Jiang Hai's understatement, the fat man here waved his hand, and there were almost forty little brothers inside and out, all of whom rushed over cursingly.

However, Jiang Hai just chuckled, and the first step flashed in front of a person, deliberately letting his hand wipe him. Then Jiang Hai directly punched the man's nose into his face, with a huge impact force. At the same time, his body was like a sandbag, directly connected to the person behind and knocked down. However, Jiang Hai kept stopping and turned to the other side, dodged a iron pipe of the man in front of him. Jiang Hai swept across his legs and swept directly to the man's stomach. This kicked the man directly in the air, his eyes and tongue bulged out, and he had lost his combat power when he landed on the ground, and Jiang Hai had already jumped over this guy and flashed into the crowd behind him.

Jiang Hai is extremely strong in combat, and with professional training, how can these wild people be his opponent?

When they came up, they were like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Many of them were killed. Although they had weapons in their hands, they had no power to resist Jiang Hai's fists, feet, elbows, and knees. They really lost their combat power if they touched each other. It was just a very common thing to break bones and tendons. In the midst of lightning, one-third of these small groups of about 40 people had lost their combat power by Jiang Hai. They either fainted directly, or they covered their stomachs, their arms, and their legs lying on the ground screaming.

It is said that soft people are afraid of hard people, hard people are afraid of being arrogant, and arrogant people are afraid of being desperate. Jiang Hai is not afraid of being desperate, but his military power is too high, so high that these people can almost never imagine.

So the remaining twenty people hesitated at this time, including those gangsters who were overwhelmed by that man at the beginning.

They saw with their own eyes the miserable appearance of the first person beaten by Jiang Hai. I guess they would not have to be able to survive in the future. Even if they can live without death, they will be lucky. So now these people are scared, and they are all hesitant and hesitant.

"What are you afraid of? He is only one person. We are exhausted and exhausted. I will search the guy!" The fat man hiding behind the crowd roared loudly after seeing this situation. When he heard his words, these people threw away the water pipes, Mu Fang and others on their hands, and then took out a pair of switchblades with cold light from his pocket.

Seeing these people still dare to use sharp weapons, Jiang Hai smiled. Since that's the case, let's leave a deep impression on them.

Seeing these people rushing over with knives, Jiang Hai picked up two water pipes with his feet, and then he knocked them like storms. The water pipes were all metal, not plastic. Ordinary people could directly break the heads of people when they were knocked by them, let alone Jiang Hai used them. In an instant, the iron pipes fell on these people like raindrops.

However, unlike the raindrops, when these iron pipes fall, they will inevitably have broken bones and tendons. Whether it is the head, shoulders, or the Hungarians, Jiang Hai pressed and beat the more than 20 people alone. These people did not expect that Jiang Hai would be so violent.

The five or six people rushing up ahead were instantly smashed to the ground by Jiang Hai. Looking at their sunken heads, or their obviously bent arms and shoulders, these people were afraid again. In such street fights, courage is the most important thing.

These people are not soldiers, they have no faith, they just bully the weak and are afraid of the strong. They finally used their courage to strengthen their swords just now, and at this time, some of the timid people behind them kept retreating.

However, even if they retreated, Jiang Hai did not mean to let them go, and he still called them all the way.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang b

I don’t know who was the first to scream and ran back quickly, and the others followed the learning to run back.

But if you run away, Jiang Hai will not let you go. Don’t chase the poor enemy? This sentence is not true for Jiang Hai.

After getting on, he still fought. When Jiang Hai rushed to the van, there were only two gangsters left.

One was the fat man and the other was the driver of the van. The fat man was completely stupid at this time.

I have only heard of it before, and he just smiled disdainfully, thinking that it was all nonsense. There was no such terrifying person in this world? Is it possible to fight a hundred? Is it okay that one against ten does not exist?

But today Jiang Hai taught him a lesson. Although he did not hit a hundred people today, the more than forty people were real.

Now they are all lying on the ground, either life and death are unknown, or screaming in the wounded place. That scene is like the Shura field.

The fat man and the driver over there were already completely frightened and stood there at a loss, but Jiang Hai would not be polite.

As soon as he went up, he directly smashed the fat man's right hand, and the fat man screamed like a pig.

"Tell me, what happened today!" Jiang Hai said calmly with another iron pipe placed in front of the fat man's left hand.

"I, I, I don't know..." Covering his right hand, the fat man was still ready to be tough, but unfortunately, Jiang Hai's iron pipe had already come down, and with another bang, the fat man's left hand sagged unconsciously.

"Ah, ah, ah..." The fat man could only scream powerlessly.

Jiang Hai had no intention of asking again, and fucked the iron pipe again, and then two more times. The fat man's legs were instantly interrupted, and he lay weakly on the cold asphalt road. His screaming made his throat hoarse.

"The next stick will hit you in the head. It depends on your luck. Now I will ask you the second time, what's going on!" Looking at the fat man, Jiang Hai stepped on his head, and said to him while crushing him hard.

"I, I really don't know. I am Brother Zhao's subordinate, brother, I don't know Mount Tai. Brother, let me go..." Hearing that Jiang Hai was about to smash his head directly, this fat man was really scared. While a smell came from his pants, he also spoke intermittently, and when he heard his words, Jiang Hai was happy.

"I don't know anything about Brother Zhao at all. You come to find me for no reason? You want to hit me with this reason?" Looking at the fat man, Jiang Hai's eyes widened, and the iron pipe had already knocked directly over.

It instantly hit the fat man's head, and the fat man stopped screaming because he had fainted.

Then Jiang Hai raised his feet and looked at the driver in the distance. The driver instantly knelt down.

"Brother, brother, I'm just responsible for driving. They originally asked me to hit your car, but you see, I didn't hit you. This has nothing to do with me. Brother... By the way, I, I, I, I may know who is going to deal with you." Looking at Jiang Hai, the driver slapped his mouth while saying to Jiang Hai. When he heard his words, Jiang Hai raised his eyebrows.
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