Chapter Seventy-Five: Lin Jiawei of the Evil Sect

Lin Jiawei looked at the group of rugby players at the door a little dumbfounded, what kind of trouble was this, but when he saw the baseball bats in their hands, he was vigilant in his heart, and asked, "I am, what's the matter with you?" ”

"You're the boss? Isn't the boss a stubborn old man? The chubby man in the middle, wearing a white shirt, a briefcase in his left hand, sunglasses on his bare head, and a thick gold necklace around his neck, wondered, obviously not the first time he had come.

"That's my father." Lin Jiawei didn't expect the other party to know that this store was not opened by himself.

"Oh, you are the son of that stubborn old man, that's the same, this list is the medical expenses of our brothers who were injured by you a few days ago, the cost of lost work and the cost of mental damage, so-so is hundreds of thousands of yuan, you see, if it is acceptable, then take out the money." The bald man took out a piece of paper from his black briefcase, on which were densely lined with words.

Lin Jiawei was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, he came to make trouble and was repaired, and he dared to ask for medical expenses again, which is strange enough, but Lin Jiawei doesn't think that the other party is just for this, unless the other party is a fool, so he has no interface, and wants to see what tricks he wants to play if he continues.

Sure enough, the bald man saw Lin Jiawei so calm, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, his own trick was unsuccessful, originally there was a follow-up trick for this trick, if the other party did not agree, he would have to send it to the police station, with the help of his police 'friends', let these little people realize their 'mistakes', threaten them and say that they would go to jail or something, and then let them be private, then the initiative is on their side, but it seems that Lin Jiawei's influence in the police station is not small, so I didn't mention it.

"However, if you sign this agreement, then you don't have to pay these expenses before, of course, if you are unwilling, then my brothers must be happy to help you with this, I heard that your kid can do some martial arts, so they specially dressed up before coming, and I hope to have fun with you when the time comes." What the bald man said seemed to be a trivial matter.

Sure enough, Lin Jiawei vaguely knew from the beginning that these people were here for this house, although he had practiced martial arts and had achieved something, but in the face of dozens of well-equipped gangsters alone, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to get benefits, maybe he will really be poisoned by them.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiawei couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking about ways to save himself in his mind, calling the police, and asking for help, but they were all vetoed one by one, either the distant water could not save the near thirst, or the people around him may not have the courage to come up to help, and the last time they met it, they had already explained a lot of problems.

"Boy, how are you thinking about it, Brother Dao, I don't have so much time to play and meditate with you, if you dare to say that you don't know, Brother Dao, I'll be polite and send you to see Lord Yama." The bald man who called himself Brother Dao turned the huge gold ring on the index finger of his left hand, and his tone was very flat, as if he was doing a trivial task.

Lin Jiawei suddenly felt blessed, a smile appeared on his face, he took two steps forward, but scared dozens of people back a big step, and said with a confident and meaningful smile: "My barbershop is too narrow, let's go out and talk about something." ”

Lin Jiawei passed through their crowd as he spoke, seemingly casually, but the six senses were mobilized, so as not to be suffocated, and when he finally walked out of the crowd, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face everyone.

Brother Dao watched Lin Jiawei pass by him, and after hesitating again and again, he didn't choose to do it, and when Lin Jiawei walked out completely, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Lin Jiawei go out of the store, he knew what he meant, but it was just what he meant, it was too narrow in the barbershop, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, and said with a hideous face: "Boy, you have good guts, it seems that you want our brothers to help you make a decision." ”

Dozens of subordinates heard the meaning of Brother Dao, held sticks, jumped out, and divided several people to half-surround Lin Jiawei.

I don't know where the confidence comes from, Lin Jiawei just looked at everyone so straight, and smiled: "Okay, then let's try it." ”

Brother Dao was a little dizzy by Lin Jiawei's self-confidence, and he was a little unbelievable where he got his self-confidence, whether he was pretending, or really relying on it, he couldn't help but instruct a few of his subordinates in front of him: "You four go up first, see what the hell he does." ”

The four thugs looked at Lin Jiawei, who was so calm, thinking of the descriptions of the brothers who were hospitalized who were beaten before, knowing that the person in front of them had extraordinary martial arts, they couldn't help but be a little scared in their hearts, and looked at each other, as if they had given both sides courage, and walked towards Lin Jiawei cautiously with sticks in two or two.

Lin Jiawei just stood quietly, waiting for the four people to approach, without any movement, just like the posture of a generation of grandmasters on TV when they were surrounded by the three layers of villains inside and outside.

The only difference is that as the enemy approached, Lin Jiawei's eyes became a little strange, at first he was a little curious and excited, then he was puzzled, and finally became a little dazed, but with what happened to the four subordinates, Lin Jiawei finally showed joy and a look of excitement.

One of the four thugs in the right rear of the middle, when he walked, he accidentally stepped on his carrying, and one stumbled and fell, but this fall not only hit his head on a raised stone, and he was dizzy, but the stick in his hand hit the neck of the person in front of him even harder, directly knocking him unconscious.

The one in the left rear saw that his partner was tripped by his shoelaces, and he just wanted to laugh, but he didn't pay attention to stepping on the fallen baseball bat and fell forward, and the person in front saw someone holding a stick and pounced over, and subconsciously backhanded a stick, the poor wooden stick was actually discounted, and the broken section actually came back and hit him between his legs, the man instantly fell to the ground like a boiled shrimp, and his legs clamped his outstretched hands, and he was in pain.

In other words, before Lin Jiawei could make a move, these four people fell not far from him inexplicably, either fainting or being dizzy, miserable.

Compared with Lin Jiawei's schadenfreude, Brother Dao and the others were a little dumbfounded, what is the situation, how can they inexplicably solve their own people, and they didn't even touch a single hair of the other party, and then said angrily: "They will give it to me, and kill it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flower pot falling steadily beside Brother Dao, so frightened that he hurriedly jumped to the side, and then became angry, just wanted to raise his head and scold, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw a dark water curtain in his eyes getting bigger and bigger, and finally came to a close contact.

"Poof," Brother Dao spit out the water in his mouth, felt a foul smell, and ran to the side and vomited.

Lin Jiawei couldn't help but want to laugh when he looked at Brother Dao's wolf bèi, but when he looked at the three-story house behind him, there were anti-theft windows installed on the windows, and he couldn't help but wonder, where did this flower pot and this dirty water come from?

The other subordinates smelled the stench, and hurriedly flashed to the side, remembering Brother Dao's instructions, and hurriedly surrounded Lin Jiawei, but this time they learned to be obedient, and only after a distance between the two and two slowly walked towards Lin Jiawei, and when they were still four or five meters away, they didn't know who shouted 'kill', and the rest of the thugs rushed towards each other one after another.

Although there were only seven or eight people, each holding a weapon and wearing armor, Lin Jiawei had to pay attention to it, he just wanted to put on a posture and prepare for the battle, but it was obvious that this action was also redundant.

Whenever someone attacked him with a stick, there was always someone next to him who would block it for some reason, and when the beaten person fell, he smashed it the man's foot, and when the man picked up the smashed foot and began to jump, he stepped on the stick and slipped to the ground fiercely, as if every qiē had been rehearsed.

In the end, Lin Jiawei still maintained his momentum, but the gangsters around him had already wailed to the end.

Brother Dao, who was vomiting on the side and almost vomited out the yellow water, looked at this qiē in horror, he felt that Lin Jiawei was too evil, he didn't want to stay any longer, he didn't care about wiping his mouth, and fled in a hurry, but he tripped over just a few steps, and just wanted to stand up, his pants were pierced from front to back by the hook on the ground, and directly became a pair of open crotch pants, revealing a pair of red underwear, and there was a pattern of a red wolf on it.

Lin Jiawei looked at the wolf bèi fleeing, still not the fallen knife brother, and muttered: "Gave him two pestilence hairs, isn't it too ruthless, and the others only have one and that's it." ”

It turned out that Lin Jiawei found that he could take the contents of the spirit ring within half a meter of his body, so he deliberately passed through these gangsters and put the hair of the plague god inside their clothes.

"Bang" Just when Lin Jiawei was still sighing, a billboard smashed in front of Lin Jiawei, he hurriedly jumped away, and then thought of something, jumped a few times in a row, and sure enough, all the pots and pans were smashed down, but fortunately they all avoided one by one.

It seems that the hair of the plague god is definitely more than the seven wound fists, injuring the enemy by a thousand, and self-destructing by a thousand two, so you must use it with caution in the future.