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As far as his eyes could see, it had begun to blur faintly, and Ji Chendong knew that if he continued like this, even if he was not beaten to death, he would die of excessive blood loss.

And the only thought in his heart at the moment is that it would be good to support it a little longer, a little longer

Zhang Yiqian was panicked when he saw it outside, seeing that there were so many people, no one could get close to Ji Chendong's body, he suddenly picked up an iron rod on the ground and squeezed into the crowd.

At that time, Ji Chendong had his back to him, and there happened to be a person who rushed up to challenge Ji Chendong, and when Ji Chendong was fighting that person with all his might, Zhang Yiqian put a cold gun from behind, rushed forward to the mountain, and waved a stick towards Ji Chendong's head.

Maybe it was Ji Chendong's innate instinctive reaction, he turned sideways, and the iron rod fell on his ear, not hitting the back of his head, but hitting his right shoulder all at once.

Suddenly, Ji Chendong only felt that half of his body was in pain and unconscious, but Rao was like this, he still stabbed the thigh of the thug in front of him, and the thug screamed and knelt down directly.

Pulling out the knife, Ji Chendong rushed the tip of the knife towards Zhang Yiqian with his backhand, Zhang Yiqian could retreat, and he also looked at Ji Chendong with a vigilant look.

Ji Chendong's chest rose and fell violently, his whole body seemed to have been washed with water, his left arm was hanging down, his fingertips were dripping blood, he raised his right hand, and the switchblade in his hand was covered with blood.

Ji Chendong's appearance at this moment, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a Shura from hell, Zhang Yiqian's mind suddenly flashed the picture of Ji Chendong holding a baseball bat and dragging him to the middle of the road, he is not a human being or a ghost.

A hellish demon who kills red-eyed and doesn't care about anything.

Ji Chendong stared at Zhang Yiqian with a terrifying expression, now his left arm was cold because of excessive blood loss, and his right arm was hot because he was attacked by Zhang Yiqian just now.

His whole person was like being in the middle of the two heavens of ice and fire, and he couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot.

Zhang Yiqian's sneak attack from behind was the last lead that ignited Ji Chendong's anger, only to see Ji Chendong holding a knife and going straight to Zhang Yiqian.

Zhang Yiqian was completely suppressed by Ji Chendong's momentum, although he still had an iron rod in his hand, his first reaction was to step back, and then shouted loudly: "Up, you all give it to me"

A group of thugs were also red-eyed for the one million bounty, and they swarmed towards Ji Chendong, and for a while, they could only hear the screams in the circle one after another.

If the sound is divided into several categories, then there are roughly the following: the dull pain of the knife sinking into the flesh; The man's low, rough gasps; shouting; The metallic sound of the clubs handing over

After all, Ji Chendong does not have three heads and six arms, and his body has been consumed to the extreme, such a large group of people rushed up, he quickly couldn't parry, and was surrounded in the center of the circle, he could only instinctively protect the most important head, and then stabbed those legs with his right hand holding the knife, which he couldn't see clearly.

An Jing was tied up in the distance, and when she saw this picture, she shouted hoarsely and told them to stop, but the people in the chaos could still hear her shouting.

An Jing had never felt so frightened and helpless, she could only watch Ji Chendong being knocked to the ground, so many people, so many sticks, they were not people, they were a group of bloodthirsty monsters.

An Jing really wanted to rush over and hug Ji Chendong, even if it was to help him block a few times.

Zhang Yiqian stood on the periphery, looking at the almost, and then he said loudly: "Stop"

The group slowly slowed down the rate of punches and kicks, and then gradually stepped aside.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Ji Chendong lying on the ground alone, surrounded by blood, the blood stains were stuck with the dust on the ground, turning earthy red, looking like a decadent atmosphere.

Zhang Yiqian carried an iron rod, came to Ji Chendong's side, looked at him condescendingly, he immediately spit on him, and then said: "Ji Chendong, when you provoked me, did you think that there would be such an end today?"

Ji Chendong's right arm protected his face, Zhang Yiqian couldn't see the expression on his face, raised his foot, kicked at Ji Chendong's lower abdomen, heard Ji Chendong snort and coughed, Zhang Yiqian continued: "Dare to move me in Fenglin, you are really bold, you are not very good at fighting, get up, come and beat me"

As he spoke, Zhang Yiqian kicked Ji Chendong's body one by one, and Ji Chendong clenched his fists to protect his head.

Seeing this, Zhang Yiqian sneered and said, "Why do you still want to beat me, I see if you still have this ability?"

After that, he bent down, grabbed Ji Chendong's neck, and wanted to drag Ji Chendong to get up, but no one expected that Ji Chendong now still had the strength to grab Zhang Yiqian's hair with his backhand, drag him to his knees in front of him, and then press his head and knock him to the ground.

I only heard a bang, and it was really loud, especially when everyone was silent.

Everyone was shocked, so they didn't react for a while, and let Ji Chendong pull Zhang Yiqian's hair and knock him two or three times in a row.

The first to come back to his senses was Han Xinyang, he scolded, then rushed forward quickly, and kicked Ji Chendong's arm with one kick.

Ji Chendong was kicked by Han Xinyang and almost turned over, and finally fell to the ground weakly, unable to move anymore.

Han Xinyang hurriedly helped Zhang Yiqian up, only to see that Zhang Yiqian's face was full of blood, and he no longer knew whether it was blood from his nose or his mouth.

Zhang Yiqian staggered up from the ground, stunned for a few seconds, and then he looked left and right, as if crazy.

Han Xinyang said worriedly: "Yi Qian"

Zhang Yiqian searched for a long time, only to find that someone had a knife in his hand, he rushed over, grabbed the knife, turned around and walked towards Ji Chendong on the ground.

"Nima, Ji Chendong, Lao Tzu abolished you today"

Zhang Yiqian was hit twice by Ji Chendong's head, and now the whole person is dizzy, he came to Ji Chendong's side step by step, raised his hand to stroke, and at this moment, only heard a loud noise, everyone was startled, of course, including Zhang Yiqian, everyone heard the voice, only to see that the factory windows and roller shutter doors that were originally closed were blown open by something at the same time, and from a puff of smoke, it was heavily armed special police, they were holding shields in one hand and batons in the other.

When the gangsters saw this, their first reaction was to run, and the hundred and ten people moved together, and the battle could be imagined, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

rushed in from outside the door in the chaos, as well as Li Zhenting, Duan Yi, Jiang Songtao, Han Lei and others, Duan Yi was the first to see Ji Chendong lying on the ground, he shouted, and then ran over quickly.

Zhang Yiqian was still holding a knife in his hand at this time, he was out of the way, even if he was in prison, he had to pull Ji Chendong to accompany him to the funeral, and raised the knife in his hand, Zhang Yiqian still had to ruin Ji Chendong's face.