A group of people surrounded Ji Chendong's sports car back and forth, and Han Xinyang sat directly on the front cover of Ji Chendong's car, knocked on the glass, and motioned him to get out of the car.

Ji Chendong unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the car door, and stepped down.

He is the tallest of the group, so he has a tendency to stand out from the crowd.

Looking at Han Xinyang expressionlessly, Ji Chendong put his hands in his pockets, pursed his thin lips, and said nothing.

After staring at Ji Chendong for a few seconds, Han Xinyang finally couldn't help but say, "Dumb? ”

Ji Chendong was still silent, but his black eyes were already soaked with deep coldness.

Seeing this, Han Xinyang sneered, he got off the front cover of the car, and then walked in front of Ji Chendong and said to him: "Boy, why did you come to Fenglin to show off your license plate in Zhangcheng?" ”

Ji Chendong finally spoke, only to see his thin lips open, staring at Han Xinyang and saying, "Fenglin belongs to your family?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Xinyang was stunned first, and then said with a smile: "Ha, how do you know?" ”

Ji Chendong had a cold face, showing a look of holding back his anger, but Han Xinyang still said provocatively: "Boy, I advise you to go back where you should be, Fenglin is not the place you should come to, think you have two broken money, just open a Lamborghini bat?" I sue you, buddy can't afford it, it's just that I sue me, be low-key. ”

As he spoke, Han Xinyang was about to reach out to pat Ji Chendong's shoulder, but before his hand could touch Ji Chendong's clothes, Ji Chendong raised his hand and casually blocked Han Xinyang's wrist, and then said lightly: "Don't touch me, I'm afraid of getting dirty." ”

When Han Xinyang heard this, he looked at Ji Chendong straight for two seconds, and then said with an angry smile: "What did you say? ”

Ji Chendong was just about to speak, but at this time, he only heard a familiar female voice, shouting heartbreakingly: "Get out!" Don't touch me! ”

This voice!

Ji Chendong suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and when he heard the sound, he saw a white BMW sedan parked on the side of the street not far away, and the sedan was ...... at this time It's moving in an imaginative rhythm.

The window of the car was pasted with dark paper, and the inside of the car could not be seen outside, Ji Chendong stood in place for three or five seconds, and then he walked towards the white BMW car, Han Xinyang stood in front of Ji Chendong, Ji Chendong pushed him away, so strong that Han Xinyang didn't stand firmly, he took two steps back, and then sat on the ground.

Ji Chendong impulsively moved to the side of the car, didn't say a word, and pulled the car door!

In the back seat of the white BMW, Ji Chendong opened the car door, first saw a man's body lying on it, and when he looked at it, he found that the man was still pressing a slender and weak woman, and the woman's scarf had been torn off, half pressed under the head, and half hung under the seat!

Zhang Yiqian clasped An Jing's wrists with one hand, and the other hand was trying to pull her, An Jing struggled desperately, and in the narrow space, there was the sound of low breathing from the two of them because of their different moods.

When Ji Chendong saw this scene, his pupils suddenly constricted, but it was just a two-second pause, he suddenly bent down, grabbed Zhang Yiqian's hair, and then pulled it out fiercely.

"Ahh

Zhang Yiqian was on his head, he didn't see Ji Chendong at all, he only felt that his scalp suddenly hurt and numb, he instinctively let go of the hand that clamped An Jing's wrist, and then staggered and rolled from her into the narrow slit.

Ji Chendong didn't let go, he was still pulling Zhang Yiqian's hair with one hand, and then grabbed his collar with the other hand, and dragged him out of the crack in a daze.

Zhang Yiqian was drunk for seven or eight minutes, and this sudden pain made him suddenly feel like a basin of cold water going down, and the whole person was sober.

This Zhang Yiqian's scream had already attracted Han Xinyang and others not far away, and a group of people immediately rushed over when they saw this.

Ji Chendong was already grabbing Zhang Yiqian's hair at this time and slammed his head into the car, but it was only two or three times, and Zhang Yiqian's face was already covered with blood.

"How crazy are you?!"

Han Xinyang rushed over, raised his fist and beckoned to Ji Chendong, Ji Chendong stared at a pair of red eyes, as if he wanted to kill someone, and he didn't look at who the person was, first dodged, and then swung out with a punch, hitting Han Xinyang's nose bone.

For a moment, Han Xinyang didn't even shout out his voice, so the whole person fell backwards, and he was half fainted.

More than a dozen people rushed towards Ji Chendong together, Ji Chendong grabbed one and beckoned him to his face, punching the bridge of his nose bone, almost knocking down one with one punch.

Not to mention that Ji Chendong has been learning from a specialized martial arts master since he was a child, just based on his anger at this moment, people are already killing people, and Buddhas are killing Buddhas.

It's just a blink of an eye, and within three meters of Ji Chendong's surroundings, there are already more than a dozen big men lying horizontally, and they either faint directly, or they can't get up with a chirp.

Ji Chendong's chest rose and fell, and his red eyes searched the crowd on the ground, and finally landed on a target.

He strode over and lifted Zhang Yiqian, who was lying on the side of the car, his face was covered with blood, Zhang Yiqian squinted his eyes, there was a blood hole in his forehead, and blood was bubbling out, and the viscous blood was exuding curling heat in the late night of autumn, which looked terrifying.

But what was even more terrifying was Ji Chendong standing in front of Zhang Yiqian, only to see his handsome face, pale as paper, although his facial features were exquisite, but his expression was like Satan from hell.

He came this time to lock his soul and take his life.

Zhang Yiqian's drunkenness at this time subsided most of the time, although his body did not obey the call, but his mind was still clear, he had deeply felt the danger and despair coming, the man in front of him, he didn't know, but no one would doubt that this man wanted to kill him now.

The lip flap that had been covered with dazzling bright red slowly opened, and Zhang Yiqian said in a low voice: "Don't fight!" ”

Ji Chendong turned a deaf ear, he grabbed Zhang Yiqian's collar, almost lifted the one-meter-eight Zhang Yiqian, clenched his fists, he punched Zhang Yiqian's stomach, only heard Zhang Yiqian's voice, the pain was extreme, and he couldn't shout at all, only the constriction of his pupils and the cessation of breathing.

Seeing this, Ji Chendong was completely expressionless, his thin lips opened, and he said in a deep voice as if he was from hell: "My woman, you dare to touch it." ”

When the words fell, Ji Chendong punched again, still in the same position.

Zhang Yiqian was about to crack in pain, subconsciously bent over, stretched out his hand to cover his stomach, if it wasn't for Ji Chendong still holding his collar, he might have knelt on the ground at any time.

"Ahem...... Ahem, don't fight! ”

Zhang Yiqian's faint voice came, already pleading.

Ji Chendong lowered his eyes, his eyes were lifeless, he just said to himself: "I want your life!" ”