Wang Jian tried hard to restrain his temper that he couldn't control, and kept telling himself not to be impulsive, but even if he thought about it again, his feet involuntarily walked towards the place where the sound came from.

And the reason why Wang Jian doesn't like and even hates Lin Yaxuan a little is actually because she is involved in this industry. If it weren't for the relationship between the two natural beings, he and Lin Yaxuan would definitely be the kind of people who never got along with each other. Besides, Lin Yaxuan herself is not involved, she is just a major shareholder who imports and exports goods, and there will definitely be no such things to sell in her own yard, if she does it herself, Wang Jian may not even give face to Tianer.

Gradually, I walked into the largest room, and looked in from the window, there were about twenty people inside, and they were playing cards and drinking No.76 a shiny little bald wine. There was a lot of mess in the room, and Wang Jian even saw a woman in a coma, lying naked on the sofa, with many scratches on her body and messy hair.

After Wang Jian looked around, he turned around and came to the door. The door was hidden, and when it was pushed slightly, the shaft, which had not been oiled for a long time, creaked and creaked. But the sound was instantly drowned out by the noise of the group, and did not arouse their attention.

Wang Jian raised his feet and entered, slowly passing through the dark corridor, heading towards the place where they had gathered, the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and strange sweat in his nose made the blood in his body rush to the top of his head, and his scalp also followed the rhythm of the heartbeat to tighten and relax regularly.

When the light shone directly on Wang Jian's face, there was still no one like Wang Jian in the room, most of them were drunk, even if they were not drunk, they were sitting in their positions and using a common syringe to stick needles in their arms.

"Who's the ruffian?"

Wang Jian's voice was not loud, but it was shocked, and as soon as he said it, the four of them all turned their attention to him. The originally noisy room suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere instantly condensed.

"Who the are you?" A thirty-five No.76 shiny little bald six-year-old man stood up first: "I don't know the rules if I want goods?" ”

Wang Jian flicked off the cigarette butt, raised his half-lowered head, rolled his eyelids upward, and repeated with an extremely stern expression: "Who is the second ruffian." ”

The man patted his chest: "Lao Tzu will ......"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jian suddenly rushed in front of him like lightning, held down his head and smashed it directly into the large square table full of debris. Suddenly, the plates and bowls on the table were overturned to the ground, and the second ruffian fainted with blood on his face.

The whole process was clean and clean, and those around didn't react. His own boss has already been knocked to the ground.

At this moment, the situation suddenly intensified, and the people in the room suddenly became excited, and they rushed towards Wang Jian with a scolding in their mouths.

Wang Jian didn't intend to explain, and kicked the person closest to him in the chest.

The weight of his kick can actually be deduced by a physical formula, his own weight plus the weight of the lead block plus the sudden explosive force, this impact is absolutely as powerful as Mateus's super heavy cannon that can speed more than 210 kilometers in the 1990 World Cup.

The person who was kicked flew out without any suspense. And because of the small place, the person who flew out knocked down seven or eight people like a bowling ball, and these people, whether they were kicked or smashed, directly lost their ability to fight because of such an impact, especially the one who was kicked, the ribs can be said to be not intact, and the chest was deflated, just like a rubber man after being hit by a cannonball.

This may be the heaviest attack Wang Jian has made since he arrived in this city, and he really can't think of any reason for his subordinates to show mercy, whether it is because these people have made Huang Yue addicted to drugs. He felt unwarrantedly angry.

And after he knocked down so many people in one move, the others were stunned, but then someone took out a short-barreled firearm from the corner. Although this kind of thing does not fire a real bullet, at this distance, the steel balls it sprays can definitely kill a person instantly.

But when Wang Jian saw him this, he suddenly smiled coldly, and quickly picked up a plate with chicken feet and flew towards the man, and when the man thought of shooting, it was too late. The stainless steel plate was like a dart, directly embedded in his arm, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't hold the gun anymore, allowing the gun in his hand to fly out.

And after that. Wang Jian threw the cigarette butt on his mouth high, picked up the broom behind the door with one hand, stepped on the broom with his foot, and pulled out the stick inside.

Then, as if he were driving pigs back to the pen in the countryside, Wang Jian drove the rest of the people to a corner, and sat down on the stool in front of them with a stick: "I will ask you two questions now. ”

Those who knelt on the ground, whether it was wine or poison, were already sober, looking at Wang Jian with a sinister face, and they didn't even dare to come out.

"First question, do you know Huang Yue?"

But after asking for a long time, no one paid attention to Wang Jian, Wang Jian frowned, and as soon as he made a move, he inserted the stick directly into the cabinet next to him, poking it on his head trembling, which was very terrifying.

I said...... I said......" A young man kneeling on the ground, his face full of horror, was frightened back to his soul and kowtowed: "I know him, he is my new little brother." ”

"He's here?"

"No, he's not qualified to come here."

Wang Jian hummed and took out the phone: "Call him." ”

After speaking, Wang Jian pointed to the woman on the sofa: "What about this?" ”

The second dog who sold his teammates hurriedly responded: "Uncle...... If you like it, take it, it's a little bitch who can't afford to buy goods, she does it voluntarily......"

"Hurry up and call."

In fact, Wang Jian also has a sense of powerlessness, the girl on the sofa looks like she is ten ** years old at most, and she looks quite delicate, but the array of eyes on her arms has made her lose the vitality she should have at her age, and she is lying on the sofa and letting a group of scum spoil her.

Wang Jian can't help this kind of thing, he is not Jesus Christ or Buddha, his ability is limited, it is already difficult to keep himself in principle, and it is even more difficult to change other people's minds.

However, just when Huang Yue's "boss" was calling, there was a sudden noise outside, and I heard Xu Hu's loud voice shouting there: "Ruffian two!" You *** be honest, dare to touch our master, and the skin will be peeled off for you. ”

Before his voice could stop, a bunch of footsteps had already rushed into the room where Wang Jian was, followed by a shiny big bald head, holding a water pipe, a wrench, a hammer and a wire......

"Yay?"

As soon as Xu Hu came in, he was blinded, and the people in this house were all over the place. And Wang Jian sat there with his back to them, while there were five or six people kneeling behind him, looking frightened. And the ruffian, lying on the ground with a bloody head, the bridge of his nose and bones collapsed, and it looked like the battle was very fierce.

"Master...... Master. Xu Hu wiped his head: "Are you okay?" ”

"Don't call it master." Wang Jian couldn't cry or laugh: "I'm only in my twenties." ”

"Our old lady told us that those who have the ability have to be called masters!" After speaking, Xu Hu looked around and was surprised and confused: "Master, did you do it alone?" ”

Wang Jian didn't answer directly, just shrugged. But his action, in Xu Hu's opinion, is the indifference of a martial arts master.

Xu Hu himself knew that if he relied on his physique, he could beat three or five adults, which was already the limit, and he would definitely be injured all over his body. Maybe I'll have to go to the hospital for a while. And he was born as a soldier, even if he was the most capable instructor in their company at that time, he could only pick two soldiers similar to Xu Hu, and he won a miserable victory.

But this good guy has fought nearly twenty times by himself, and his clothes are not wrinkled, and he has not breathed for a moment. What is a martial arts master? This is called a martial arts master! When I was a child, when I heard stories from the people in the village that there was a kind of martial arts master who rode a thousand horses, Xu Hu was always unhappy, thinking that this was bragging, and when he grew up, he had more or less heard of this kind of person, and today he finally saw it.

This time, he was glad and happy, glad that he didn't get sick and fought with this good guy just now, and happy that his kung fu dream since childhood seemed to be about to come true.

"Master! How do these people count? Xu Hu became excited, and pointed to the little bald head behind him: "Do you want our brothers to abolish all these bastards?" ”

Wang Jian waved his hand: "You call the police." ”

"Report ...... Alarm? Xu Hu was stunned: "This is not in accordance with the rules." ”

"That's up to you."

"Then what should we say when we call the police?" Xu Hu touched his head: "I haven't dealt with the strips." ”

"You just said you passed by and saw the situation here."

"Good Ratcha!"

And just when the big bald head called the police, a weak call came from outside the door: "Brother mosquito? Brother Mosquito? ”

When Wang Jian heard this, he estimated that this voice was probably the legendary Huang Yue, and he raised his chin at the guy who sold his teammates: "Let him in." ”

11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111 I'm going to do my best to break out, this might be the last chance, and if I miss it, I think ...... I think I've really been drowned in it ever since, struggling on the brink of death, and there is perhaps nothing more sad in the world than having my heart and soul buried.

Not much to say, just asking for votes. Thank you, everyone who knows me knows that I rarely ask for votes like I do now, maybe because of the pain, maybe ...... There are many reasons anyway. So keep supporting me!!