The leader of this mob tribe, that is, the leader, is called Firefish. He was called this name because he had a burning carp tattooed on his chest. The family has no money, but others have a characteristic, that is, they are ruthless. It's just a mad dog, as long as the money is in place, he will dare to go up and bite twice.

This is also the reason why Chen Jianxun chose the fire fish, Wang Erlong is old, so old that he doesn't dare to fight with others. But the fire fish is different, and the start is not serious, which is exactly what he wants.

When the firefish set the decisive place in the square of Xinhua Bookstore, Chen Jiang turned a corner, and across the street, six large advertisements broke into his field of vision. The streets are bustling with traffic and people. When he saw those six words, he felt as if everything was isolated from him, and there was only the rustling wind in his head, and the maggots like tarsal bones entangled in his fate.

It can't be that coincidental, right?

From across the street, the roar of Shen Xiong's motorcycle engine was heard, and the sound crushed the ground like a tidal wave. Chen Jiang followed the prestige, and seven or eight off-road motorcycles sped from the end of the street.

The sense of urgency that was about to come pressed his nerves, and after hesitating for a moment, Chen Jiang's eyes scanned both sides of the street, locked on a supermarket. He wasn't sure that the well-dressed slicky motorcyclists were a threat to him.

But be careful, there's nothing wrong with that.

He hid in the supermarket and watched the riders through the window.

The riders parked their motorbikes in the square and played with rock-paper-scissors. Chen Jiang bought cans of beer and drank them while watching them. From time to time, the supermarket cashier would look at him twice, his eyes worried and scared. It is estimated that he regarded Chen Jiang as a gangster.

Chen Jiang noticed the strangeness of the cashier's expression, and after a little distraction, there were three less motorcycles in the square. The remaining few people gathered in a bunch to chat, and Chen Jiang was curious about what they were talking about. To be on the safe side, he grabbed a watermelon knife on the shelf, paid to clip it under his armpit, came out of the supermarket, and sneaked towards them.

Chen Jiang stuffed the fruit knife under his armpit, and then covered it with his coat, so that no one could see that he was traveling with a knife.

He walked briskly across the street, creeping close to the mobsters.

The mobs hated the sun, and they all squatted under the promenade at the corner of the square. Afraid of being discovered by them, Chen Jiang didn't dare to get too close. Walking by the colorful gym equipment, he stopped.

The fitness area was only five meters away from the corridor, and Chen Jiang leaned to the side, his ears bracked, eavesdropping on their conversation.

He wasn't sure if the gang was coming for him, so he came over to make sure.

Firefish crouched on the steps, a cigarette between his fingers. Wisps of smoke curled up, and he inadvertently glanced at it, and his eyes fell on Chen Jiang.

The smile on his face disappeared without warning, and the few people next to him quickly sensed that something was wrong with the fire fish's expression, and they all became alert.

Chen Jiang was very puzzled, why did those bastard boys stop talking as soon as he got close? Over there, Huoyu took out his mobile phone, found out the photos sent by his employer, and carefully compared them to Chen Jiang, the more he looked at him, the more familiar he felt, and his eyes became dangerous.

He made a look, and Zhou Wei's little brothers understood, got on the motorcycle, slammed the accelerator, and circled around the square. The firefish lifted the hem of his clothes, pulled out the slinger hanging from his belt, and walked quickly towards Chen Jiang.

Chen Jiang narrowed his eyes, and his face became extremely solemn.

Sure enough, these people came for him.

He put his hand in his coat, grasped the hilt of the fruit knife, and looked left and right like a wolf. Motorcycles weave in his field of vision, and the sound of the rumbling engine roaring is like a rapid drumbeat, beating on his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, Chen Jiang rarely fought with people, treated people kindly, and behaved gently. However, since the gluttony was trapped in his body, he became more and more aggressive. No, to be precise, a thirst for killing.

For example, this time, he was able to beat the mobs down with his bare hands, but he bought a knife without even thinking about it.

Maybe in his subconscious, there is still a strong desire to see blood.

When Chen Jiang approached, the firefish suddenly picked up the throwing stick and smashed it at Chen Jiang's head. The whirring stick wind was blowing in his face, and Chen Jiang's eardrums were all bulging at that moment. Chen Jiang raised his head and said that it was too late, Chen Jiang took out the fruit knife from under his armpit, threw it into the arms of the fire fish like a cannonball, and stabbed the fruit knife in his hand into the lower abdomen of the fire fish.

The firefish's eyes widened, and at that moment, a burning pain like a volcanic eruption exploded in his lower abdomen, and then, dripping blood gushed out along the knife edge. With the massive loss of blood, his strength was drained. His hand hung limply.

With a bang, the black slinger in the firefish's hand fell to the ground.

Chen Jiang's coat was bright red, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the air. The firefish was bigger, and he thought that he could clean up Chen Jiang without much effort, but unfortunately, the person he was facing was Chen Jiang, a monster who was transforming from a man to a beast.

The gluttonous and ferocious nature was affecting him little by little, so Chen Jiang could stab him so neatly with that knife.

Blood was sprinkled on him like ink, and he was a little excited, and the warm current flowed to his four remains, and he had never been more comfortable than he was now. He felt his soul sublimated in his blood, an inexplicable pleasure wrapped him tightly, and he was immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. Even he didn't notice it, but at this time he was looking at the fire fish whose breath was rapidly declining with a lofty gaze, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a smile in his eyes that was almost intoxicated.

The little brother of the fire fish didn't expect that their boss would be killed by someone, and the fire fish fell to the ground backwards, and that action was infinitely magnified in the eyes of their little brother. Chen Jiang's hands were covered with blood, and he stood indifferently. A bloody coat is particularly dazzling.

Those little brothers went crazy, twisted the throttle to the bottom, and from behind Chen Jiang, they hit Chen Jiang like a bull. A faint black mist came out of the pores on the backs of his hands.

Instead of dodging, Chen Jiang ran head-on towards the motorcycle. That little brother has never seen someone as desperate as Chen Jiang, Chen Jiang is going crazy, and he can't be left behind. The speed remained the same, and he freed his hand and pulled the slinger from his waist.

At this time, Chen Jiang flew up and took a heavy picture on the dashboard of the motorcycle.

What a domineering palm!

I saw Chen Jiang go down with a palm, and the shock absorption of the front tire of the motorcycle was scrapped instantly, and then the front of the car fell apart, and the guy was thrown out by inertia. Then the motorcycle took off into the air, the fuel cylinder exploded, and a spark splashed into the gasoline, and the motorcycle exploded in mid-air.

Black smoke billowed into the sky, and the blackened parts of the motorcycle fell like hail. Chen Jiang stretched out his arms and raised his head in great enjoyment. At this moment, he heard the sound of his own blood surging in a trance.

It's a wonderful feeling.

It was as if all his senses had been opened by a strange force, and the light and shadow in reality had become colorful in his eyes, as if he had stepped into a world in a kaleidoscope.

Those little brothers who still wanted to find Chen Jiang desperately saw this scene, and they were so frightened that their arms were weak.

Who can blow up a motorcycle with one palm? This is too evil, isn't it? At this time, Chen Jiang was really like a ghost in their eyes, and they lost the courage to go against Chen Jiang at that time.

Run! Before this demon can react, run! Now they only have one thought in their minds.

The little brother brought by the firefish turned the head of the car and hugged his head, and accompanied the motorcycles away, and the square fell silent. Chen Jiang suddenly felt that his strength had been drained, and he was exhausted. The colorful world of the senses collapsed in an instant, and he fell back into this boring, gray world.

Irritability, depression, depression, and then these negative emotions poured out.

He looked from side to side like a trapped beast, and he felt like he was dead now, and he didn't feel anything at all. He even wanted to find proof of his existence by self-harm.

In a trance, he heard someone chuckling in his ear.

It's like mockery, it's like pity.

Chen Jiang lowered his head, breathing heavily, and he suddenly slapped himself hard.

At the same time, in that chaotic space, a mighty and neutral force seeped out of the whirlpool. That force condensed into a sharp arrow in the chaotic space, broke through the chaotic space, and plunged headlong into Chen Jiang's sea of knowledge.

Trapped in the depths of Chen Jiang's sea of knowledge, his eyes widened suddenly, and unprecedented panic spread in his heart.