Before he could finish speaking, Poinsettia suddenly appeared behind Xiao Si. With a "bang", Xiao Si flew towards the kidnapper pile in the air. He screamed and screamed in pain, and the key had already fallen to the ground.

smashed into the pile, Xiao Si let out a terrible howl again. Zhang San saw that there was blood flowing from the corner of this guy's mouth.

Brother Long is mighty and reacts very quickly. He stretched out his hands that were still twitching, grabbed Xiao Si's neck, and let Xiao Si's feet kick and kick randomly.

Poinsettia stepped on her high heels and clicked past. There was despair in the kidnapper's expression.

The little four tilted their heads and fainted.

Brother Long looked at the purple high heels approaching step by step, picked up the hem of the jacket with a trembling hand, grabbed it into a ball, and bit it down. Gesture with your eyes, everyone is like this.

When Zhang San saw this group of kidnappers, he stuffed his clothes into his mouth to prevent him from making a sound like Xiao Si. The female kidnapper, who was not wearing a jacket, had to roll up the lower part of the T-shirt and bite it with her mouth, revealing her white belly.

"Spicy chicken! Shameful spicy chicken!" Zhang San was angry when he saw Poinsettia for the first time. She reached out and lifted the female kidnapper, threw her on the ground, and kicked her head and face with her high heels.

The female kidnapper was in a group, covering her face with her hands, and letting the upper of her high heels kick her stomach, chest, arms, and calves......

The thumping sound was a little crisp. Zhang San suddenly understood, Poinsettia's kicking style had been merciful, otherwise, how could she be able to hold it?! But there were some hot hands, even the female kidnapper's chest and head, she didn't let go.

Zhang San didn't dare to speak out. These kidnappers deserve it, but they are a little worried in their hearts, if some of these people die in their own villas, will it affect the success rate of moving their lives? After all, it is unlucky!

Poinsettia flicked her leg and kicked the female kidnapper aside. Without saying a word, he stepped directly into the crowd with high heels.

The kidnappers who had fallen to the ground and posed in a protective posture, no matter who was stepped on by high heels, were like a pipi shrimp that had been electrocuted, and their whole bodies were tense straight in an instant. The green tendons on his neck burst out, and his face was red. When the high heels are gone, they immediately get up again.

There are more than ten people, and although the hall of the villa is large, it also occupies one-third of the space. I saw a poinsettia stepping on the pile of people back and forth, not at all. still has a cold look, and his long hair is fluttering. Poor kidnappers on the ground, straightened up, straightened up, and didn't even dare to beg for mercy.

There was a running sound outside the door, Zhang San became nervous, and Poinsettia just turned her head to look in the direction of the door, and continued to step on the abuse.

The voice paused at the door, and went to the back window. Zhang San guessed who it was, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhou Biao and them. I found that the bodyguards had not yet woken up, and they were still lying on the ground staggeringly.

The big head jumped in from the window, looked at the poinsettia, then looked at Zhang Sanhe and the bodyguard on the ground, grinned, and touched the shiny bald head with his right hand.

"Spicy chicken!scum!" Poinsettia stomped heavily on Brother Long, shook his body, and jumped out of the window. The clatter of high heels slowly faded away. The kidnappers on the ground all let out a long breath, except for Xiao Si, he was still in a coma.

"Damn, I missed the show. Why don't you kid look for me?" Datou ignored the kidnappers on the ground, turned his head and asked Zhang San.

"I wanted to find you, but unfortunately I didn't have your phone. ”

"Why don't you shout, your mouth only eats and drinks?"

"They won't let it. Zhang San pointed to the ground, and the big man was standing up with his hands up, his eyes looking at the machete not far away.

"Alas, it's a pity ......" The big head raised his hand and patted the bald head, and with a snap, it startled the big man.

"Take a deep breath and press down the pain before you can exert yourself. Stupid!" the big head didn't look at the big man, and his eyes were very accurate to Brother Long.

Brother Long spat out the hem of the jacket in his mouth, and there were blood stains on his teeth, which were dripping to the corners of his mouth. He raised the back of his hand and wiped it indiscriminately, and straightened the collar of his jacket with both hands, and his expression revealed ruthlessness.

The big man was on the side of the big head, already standing up with a knife.

"Be careful. Zhang San pointed to the big man and reminded.

The big head looked at Brother Long with a smile and ignored it.

Brother Long spread his hands. Some of his men crawled over, picked up two daggers from the ground, and handed them to them. He took it, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up. But my eyes couldn't help but glance out the window.

When the big head jumped in, the curtain was torn open by his hand, and at this time, he could see the light of a window on the hillside behind, which was the range of the villa lights.

Without the figure in the black leather coat and leather pants, Brother Long was obviously relieved. Bend slightly, hold the dagger in both hands, and draw a circle in front of you. The other kidnappers saw that Brother Long had the ability to fight, crawled away a little, and began to pick up weapons on the ground.

"Big brother, don't use my living room as a slaughterhouse!" Zhang San suddenly flashed a chill when he thought of breaking the saber.

The big man adjusted his breathing, and when he slashed his head, he had already slashed over.

"Numb. A dark shadow rose in the big head's hand.

The big man's machete was cut off, and only the clanging sound of the landing was heard, but there was no sound of weapons colliding.

In just one knife time, only the handle of the knife was left in the hand of the big man, and due to inertia, the whole person bent in front of the big head like a bow.

The big head was angry, raised his left hand, and slapped the big man on the back.

With a "bang", the big man jumped to the ground and passed out directly.

Brother Long is a master. He saw that the black knife in the bald man's hand had swung back and forth more than ten times in an instant. With such skills and such a sharpening of iron and clay, if you go up by yourself, it is no different from sending you to death.

Big brother is big brother after all, he has skills and brains. He was drawing his hands in circles, and his right hand was "accidentally" flattened, and a dagger was inserted into the outside of his right leg.

"Brother Long. The person on the side hurriedly went to help, but he knocked him away with an elbow. He slowly knelt down with his right foot, and the dagger in his left hand fell to the ground with a clang. He knelt on one leg and slowly fell to his men.

"What the hell, with such thick hair, it will also be a bad seed?" The big head watched Brother Long's performance and couldn't help but scold.

The kidnappers seemed to have understood, threw away the weapons in their hands one by one, squatted on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Damn, boring. The big head put away the broken saber, rubbed his bare head with both hands, and was excited, "Follow Lao Tzu, otherwise you will die." ”

Then he glanced at Xiao Si, "This unlucky bastard." ”

Zhang San opened the door, and the big head stood at the door of his villa, and none of these people dared to escape. The female kidnapper supported Brother Long, and the others carried the big man and the little four, and slowly walked into the villa of the big head.

Zhang San turned around and looked at the window with a big hole in his eyes. He's cold, it's definitely Dongfang Lin.

He didn't care what time it was, he took out his mobile phone and called. I called several times in a row, but the other party didn't answer, so I texted:

"You sent Brother Long to kidnap us, we are not done with this matter. ”

He put down his phone, opened the five fingers of his left hand, and found that his bangs were glued together in cold sweat. Combed a few times at random, thinking, "Wan Dong hurry up, come back, he's cold, how to sue the higher-ups?"

Then I thought of Zhao Cong. If he didn't have a master like Datou on his side, he couldn't prevent it just by relying on bodyguards. Could it be that he is more than lucky?