"Brother Fei, are you okay?" Seeing this, Nie Zheng hurriedly asked Yuan Fei with concern.

......At this time, Yuan Fei covered his forehead and raised his head, and after glancing at the dilapidated van parked in front of the sports car, a flash of anger flashed on his face, and he said to Nie Zheng: "Go and see who is driving the car in front!"

"I'll fix them!" Seeing that Yuan Fei was angry, Nie Zheng immediately pushed the car door and walked towards the van.

At the same time, a person stepped out of the driver's seat of the van, only to see that this person was short and thin, dark-skinned, wearing a yellow hard hat, and the four big words "safe production" on the hat were unusually eye-catching under the illumination of the street lamp!

"Big brother, I'm sorry, my eyes are not very good, forgive me. When the thin black man saw Nie Zheng coming, he hurriedly smiled and apologized.

"Forgive me for being paralyzed!" Nie Zheng rushed up with an arrow step and kicked the thin black man's lower abdomen!

"Bang!" The moment the thin black man was hit by the foot, his body flew out directly, rolled on the ground a few times, and slammed into the van behind him!

"Do you know how much my eldest brother's car costs, and you can't afford to buy a wheel after selling your whole family!" Nie Zheng said, and stepped forward to punch and kick the short and thin man who had fallen to the ground!

In fact, the two cars did not collide together, but after all, there was still his 'boss' sitting in the car, so it was necessary for Nie Zheng to 'behave'.

"Don't fight, I was wrong, I'm sorry......" Nie Zheng is a martial artist after all, and the short and thin man can't stand his punches and kicks at all, but after three punches and two kicks, the short and thin man is already covered with blood, and he begged for mercy repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, if it works, what's the use of asking for the police!" Nie Zheng didn't pay attention to the short and thin man's plea for mercy at all, raised his leg to kick him again, and scolded: "A poor man drives a broken car!"

"Next time you drive longer!" Seeing that the short and thin man was covered in blood and fell to the ground, Nie Zheng turned his head and was about to leave.

"Whoa!" Just as Nie Zheng wanted to leave, the side door of the van was suddenly pushed open, and five or six men who were also wearing yellow hard hats quickly jumped out of it, one of whom was unusually tall, dressed in a denim suit, standing in the middle of several people, as if standing out from the crowd.

"Huh?" Nie Zheng frowned when he heard the sound behind him, and after turning around to take a look, a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Although Nie Zheng can't beat a master like Duan Yun, in the face of ordinary adults, seven or eight people can't get into him at all, and judging from the clothes and helmets on their heads, most of them are just migrant workers on the construction site, and Nie Zheng didn't take them in his eyes at all.

However, the next scene made Nie Zheng feel that something was wrong.

"Smack!" I saw that the tall man took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket and threw it directly to the short and thin man who fell to the ground and was injured.

The next moment, the tall man in the denim suit raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and several people behind him pulled out a thumb-thick rebar from his body and rushed towards Nie Zheng!

"Look for death!" Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Nie Zheng raised his fists and met him.

"Bumper!" After all, Nie Zheng used to be the main general of the school's boxing club, and while dodging the rebar swung by the other party, he instantly punched and knocked down the two people who rushed to the front.

However, Nie Zheng soon found out that these people were not real migrant workers, although they couldn't see any kung fu, but they were quite ruthless, and they were obviously good at fighting.

"Bang!" After knocking down the two of them with punches one after another, Nie Zheng couldn't dodge, and his shoulder hit a rebar, and under the pain, Nie Zheng took several steps back!

"Whew!" Seeing this, several people rushed up, and the iron rod smashed on Nie Zheng's body like raindrops.

"Bang!" In the chaos, Nie Zheng's head was hit by the rebar again, and the intense pain made his eyes black, and his body swayed a few steps,

At this moment, Nie Zheng finally felt fear!

Through the light, he vaguely saw the skeleton tattoos on the arms of the 'migrant workers', and the eyes were fierce and indifferent, which made people shudder!

Blood poured out from the top of Nie Zheng's head, moistening his eyes in an instant.

Nie Zheng suddenly realized that this was different from school fights, these people were simply Hades who wanted to take their own lives!

"Brother Fei save me!!" In an instant, Nie Zheng yelled and was about to flee back to the car!

"Poof!" However, just when Nie Zheng wanted to turn around and run away, the tall man in the denim suit had already rushed over like a shadow, and a sharp dagger was silently inserted into Nie Zheng's waist!

"Ahhh

Under the severe pain, Nie Zheng's facial features twisted into a ball in horror, and the pupils of his eyes also dilated rapidly, and finally collapsed on the cold road like mud!

"Ahh

"Boom, boom!" As the BMW sports car let out a piercing roar of air, Yuan Fei turned the steering wheel like crazy, trying to rush out of the group of migrant workers in front of him.

However, these 'migrant workers' seem to have been prepared.

I saw that the man in the denim suit suddenly took out a chain block commonly used on the construction site from the van, and when he saw Yuan Fei's car rushing towards him, the tall man threw the inverted chain violently!

"Boom!" The moment the heavy inverted chain smashed into the front windshield of the sports car, there was a loud noise, and the seemingly tough plexiglass instantly cracked into countless fragments, and flew towards Yuan Fei in the driver's seat.

"Ahh

"Bang bang bang!" The group of 'migrant workers' in front of them waved the thick rebar in their hands and smashed them on the car like crazy, the doors and windows quickly deformed and cracked, and the crisp sound of impact was endless.

At this moment, Yuan Fei finally felt the threat of death!

Enduring the severe pain, Yuan Fei stepped on the accelerator to the end, turned the steering wheel like crazy, and tried to rush through the crowd to escape.

"Poof!" A piece of rebar suddenly passed through the cracked window of the driver's seat and was forcefully inserted into Yuan Fei's neck!

The next moment, Yuan Fei spurted out a mouthful of blood, the car was completely out of control, and he rushed directly out of the road, rolling a few times in succession, and there was no sound.

"Call it a day!"

Glancing at the BMW, which had completely turned into a mass of scrap metal, the leading denim man waved at a few of his men, got into the van, and quickly disappeared into the night......