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Chapter 154 Anti-killing

"Want to take revenge? I think you have no chance!!"

As soon as he heard this sound, Jia Zhimin jumped up on the spot out of reflex, and then looked warily at the sky above the dark alley, but there was no one there. How could there be anyone?

Seeing no one, Jia Zhimin stared around defensively, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Who is that person, come out; you are not a good man if you are sneaky!"

There was no reply, no figure, just a black object in response to Jia Zhimin.

With a loud bang, the black object hit Jia Zhimin's chest. It was a brick!

puff!

Jia Zhimin, who was instantly hit in the chest, looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.

Looking down at the brick that fell to the ground, Jia Zhimin turned even paler because he discovered that there were five obvious black holes on the side of the brick, but they were in the shape of five fingers!

The person who hit him had to forcefully dig out the bricks from the building! How powerful and deep is this skill?! Not to mention the current Jia Zhimin, even he who was at his peak strength before the injury couldn't do it!

A cold breath surged out from Jia Zhimin's forehead. All Jia Zhimin wants now is to escape! Only by escaping from here can he survive. This man's skill is too strong...

Without making any pause, after making his decision, Jia Zhimin suddenly flew towards the alley in front of him, but after running a few steps, a bloated and fat figure blocked him in front of him.

"You're in front of me, and you still want to run away?" Came the visitor's joking voice.

"You! Who are you?!" Looking at the fat figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jia Zhimin cried out in horror.

The person blocking Jia Zhimin was Jiang Chunbai who had already gone out! At this moment, Jiang Chunbai's fat face was full of murderous intent.

"Who am I? You have brought people to kill me at my hospital, and you still have the nerve to ask me who I am? And you dare to threaten my junior brother to remove his right shoulder! You even hurt my junior brother-in-law, and you still dare to ask me who I am?"

Looking at Jia Zhimin coldly, Jiang Chunbai's faint but murderous voice reached Jia Zhimin's ears like the voice of Jiuyou.

"Are you a doctor from Yan'an Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital? Why do you know martial arts?!" Jia Zhimin was dumbfounded. The doctor from Yan'an Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital turned out to be an unfathomable master!

Why didn't he find out clearly at the beginning? Jia Zhimin's heart was filled with regret. If he knew that Yan'an Hospital was so terrible, who would take this life-threatening job with Pan Xiong?

"Can't I learn martial arts? A scum like you can practice Hou Tianqi, what is impossible in this world? Originally, I didn't want to care about you playing black boxing in Guicheng, but you actually changed your mind

Hitting my junior brother is really unbearable!" He took a few steps closer to Jia Zhimin, and Jiang Chunbai's face became even more murderous.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!" Seeing that this battle was inevitable, Jia Zhimin became furious!

After tapping a few more acupuncture points around his left shoulder, Jia Zhimin casually grabbed the thick wood leaning against the corner of the wall.

With a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes, Jia Zhimin decided to fight tooth and nail. Even if he died, he would make it difficult for the fat man in front of him!

The thick wood in Jia Zhimin's right hand danced vigorously, and then hit Jiang Chunbai opposite with a sharp wind sound!

Jiang Chunbai also moved. His fat body flew up against Jia Zhimin's raised thick wood. His toes touched the end of the thick wood. His whole fat body spread like an eagle's wings. His arms and chest made a slight noise with each breath.

The vibration sound is like the sound of an eagle flapping its wings and soaring into the sky...

Spin and flip 360 degrees!

Jiang Chunbai dived from top to bottom like that, the posture was like a concave-convex man flying into the sky, but Jiang Chunbai was facing backwards at this time, he was falling...

"boom!"

Jiang Chunbai punched out, and the thick wood in Jia Zhimin's hand exploded and shattered into pieces!

Jia Zhimin's right hand, which was still healthy, was shocked to pieces, exposing the white bones.

"ah!!"

Instantly injured, Jia Zhimin howled miserably; his face became even paler, and he staggered back, his face full of panic.

The Jiang Chunbai in front of him was too powerful. In Jia Zhimin's eyes, Jiang Chunbai was at least twice as terrifying as Ling Tian! Jia Zhimin's chest kept shaking.

Looking at Jia Zhimin, whose expression kept changing, Jiang Chunbai sneered, and rushed forward with a sliding step. A black tiger ripped out his heart and went straight for his heart. Jia Zhimin was so frightened that he stretched out his hand that had turned into bones to block it...

Even the counterattack with all his strength could not withstand the power of Jiang Chunbai's punch. How could Jia Zhimin feel better when he was forced to do so?

"Crack!"

Black Tiger's heart-piercing hand was a straight punch. Jiang Chunbai took half a step with his right foot. The heavy punch was mixed with the sound of thunder and wind, and hit Jia Zhimin's left hand, which was bloody and turned into bones. Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of bones bursting, and Jia Zhimin's right hand was considered useless.

Got it!

After destroying Jia Zhimin's right hand, Jiang Chunbai aimed another kick at Jia Zhimin's abdomen.

With a pop, Jia Zhimin flew back several meters, and his whole body had become inhuman, but Jiang Chunbai still refused to give in.

He flew to Jia Zhimin's side and punched him in the chest again. Jiang Chunbai's huge half fist sank deeply into it. Jia Zhimin received this blow, and the veins on the side of his neck popped out, and his eyes widened.

Bloodshot, his whole body trembled twice, he fell to the ground and kept twitching, and he saw that he could not survive.

"Anyone who dares to touch our Haotian Sect, this will be your fate!" Looking coldly at Jia Zhimin, who saw that he would not survive, Jiang Chunbai looked around and disappeared into the alley after making sure no one noticed...

Little did Jiang Chunbai know that not long after he left, a black shadow slowly floated down from above where he and Jia Zhimin were fighting. It was the old man who was talking to Uncle Fu at Yan's house!

Looking at Jia Zhimin, who was completely exasperated, the old man murmured to himself: "Haotianmen is still the same Haotianmen that protects the weak. This fat man has good skills, even more profound than that little man Xiaoxiao! In this way, I can rest assured about Xiaoxiao's safety.

Already…”

After saying this, the old man looked at Jia Zhimin on the ground again, and then shook his head: "This fat man is really easy to save. He dared to end up here after killing someone. Aren't he afraid that others won't find out that he was injured by the Haotian Clan's unique technique?"

What? Forget it, I will just take it as a good deed and destroy the body and traces for you..."

After saying this, the old man lifted up the dead Jia Zhimin. Jia Zhimin's body seemed as light as nothing in his hands, and finally disappeared without a trace in a burst of afterimages...

….

In the Yan'an Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Ling Tian slowly took back the palms on Yan Xiao's back in the quiet room.

After exhaling, the boy's worried heart was finally relieved. The woman was finally fine. If there were any shortcomings, Ling Tian would never forgive himself. All of this was caused by himself.

Letting go of his hand, Ling Tian held the woman in his arms, and a soft voice came: "Honey, how are you?"

Shaking his head, Yan Xiao's soft voice came: "It's okay, I'm just very sleepy..."

"Okay, go to sleep. Nothing will happen when you wake up. My husband, I will be by your side to protect you..." After saying this, Xiao Dian laid Yan Xiao down on the bed, and then looked at the woman with a wary face.

Pale woman with doorway.

"Brother Ling, where are you?" Just as Ling Tian sat on the edge of the bed, He Jiacheng's voice came from the hall on the first floor.

Looking at Yan Xiao on the bed, Ling Tian kissed his cheek: "You lie down first, I will go out and take a look..."

….

It's past nine o'clock in Guicheng, and all kinds of night markets and street stalls, including all kinds of specialty snacks, are still open. The neon lights on the street are flashing and intertwined, enough to dazzle everyone's eyes, but the door of Union Hospital is closed.

Deadly.

On the second floor, Yan Xiaoji was carried up to the second floor. At this moment, he was lying quietly on the bed where Ling Tian lived. The beautiful and mature woman had fallen asleep in a daze.

In the hall, four of He Jiacheng's comrades, including Ling Tian, ​​He Jiacheng, Li Jing, and Song Qian who was wearing some colors, were sitting on the chairs.

In front of a group of seven people, eight helpers brought by Jia Zhimin were lying in a mess. These eight people were all suffering from unequal injuries.

The only thing that is certain is that none of them are dead. Although these people are not dead, they are all very seriously injured. Even if they are cured, these people may only be disabled for the rest of their lives.

"Who...are these people?" Li Jing, who had never seen such a scene before, trembled as she looked at the killers with red faces in front of her.

He was a complete nerd when he was a student, but in society he became a professional elite. He usually talked about formulas and performance efficiency... How had he ever seen such a bloody scene?

He Jiacheng and others all rolled their eyes at him and said nothing.

At this moment, Ling Tian stood up from his position, walked slowly to a killer, and said condescendingly to the killer: "Tell me, who is your leader?"

Seeing that the killer was unclear, Ling Tian slowly squatted down and reached out to lift the killer's face: "I'm talking about the bastard who brought you in and now ran away!"

Looking at Ling Tian's ferocious face, the killer replied weakly: "He...he is our boss..."

"Name, I want to know who he is!" Ling Tian grabbed the killer's neck and shouted angrily.

"Jia...Jia Zhimin!"

"Why did he bring you to sneak attack me?" Ling Tian asked again.

"It's... it's because of Pan Xiong..." The killer was so frightened by Ling Tian's momentum that he almost peed.

"Pan Xiong?" Hearing this guy also mention Pan Xiong, Ling Tian finally believed what Jia Zhimin said before. It turned out that they were really called by Pan Xiong.

"Tell me, where is Pan Xiong?!" Ling Tian's hand became a little stronger.

"I...cough..." The killer struggled to speak out. Ling Tian's hand clasped his neck, making him unable to breathe.

Ling Tian let go of the killer's hand on his neck, and his voice became even colder: "Tell me the truth, otherwise none of you will be able to leave here alive tonight!"



At Xuanying Headquarters, Gou Xuan watched Pan Xiong make several calls but received no response. He asked Pan Xiong nervously: "They failed?"

Nodding, Pan Xiong murmured to himself: "Maybe it failed, but is Ling Tianzhen so strong? Even Jia Zhimin is not his opponent?"
Chapter completed!
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