Lin Han crossed the road, his body shook so badly that everyone in the small restaurant was shocked. Fortunately, the rain was heavy at this time, and the vehicles could not see at all, and all of them stopped to avoid the rain. The road was so empty that he was able to wade through the water and staggered all the way to the other side of the street.

The restaurant owner shook his head when he saw it, and said with hatred in his mouth: "Death!" This is death! This kind of person can't live for a few days if he does this! As everyone knows, it is really what he said, Lin Han may not be dead, but it is a fact that he will not live for a few days.

The torrential rain drenched Lin Han in an instant, and all the clothes on his body were soaked. He wiped a handful of water droplets all over his face, opened his hands and laughed wildly to the sky: "Good rain, good rain!" Let's go bigger, Lao Tzu, see how capable you are! He was hoarse and screamed until he almost missed his breath.

Lin Han staggered around the corner of the street, and saw from a distance that there seemed to be three or four people around the mouth of the alley in front of him, and there seemed to be a person lying on the ground rolling back and forth, curling up with his head on his knees, and the three or four people punched and kicked, and kept beating the people who fell. One of them suddenly took out a dagger from his waist, and just at this moment, a lightning bolt crossed the sky, and the strong light reflected on the pure steel body of the dagger, dazzling.

Nima, what a grudge this must be? It was raining so heavily, three or four people surrounded and beat an unarmed weak man who had lost the ability to resist, not only did he shoot very hard, but he also took out the guy, did he still want to kill people?

Lin Han has had an indescribable dislike for knives since Zhang Dong and himself were attacked by Angkor's sharp blades! What bastard invented a knife, it's really a trick. Flesh and blood are touched by extremely sharp blades, whether they are pierced, stabbed, cut, or scratched, any of which will cause endless trouble.

"Grandson! Put the knife down! Lin Han staggered to a few meters in front of those people, pointed at the man holding the dagger and shouted.

The man with the knife was wearing jeans, a white T-shirt, and his shoulder-length hair was soaked by the heavy rain into wisps scattered behind his head, hearing Lin Han's roar, he stared at it with his head tilted sharply, his eyes were fierce, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

Several other people also stopped moving, wiped the water droplets with their hands, and turned their eyes over. A big man with a sturdy body stepped on the back of the man lying on the ground to prevent him from slipping away, and then looked at Lin Han, his eyes were round, and his mouth full of big gold teeth shone brightly, but his eyes were full of murderous aura.

The man on the ground seemed to have no strength, his head was weakly stuck in the muddy water, and because of the obstruction of breathing, he stood sideways, his face was covered with blood and rain, his face was hideous, and his breath was short. Lin Han only glanced at his side face, and there was a very familiar feeling, as if this person seemed familiar, where had he seen it. But the argument was not clear in the heavy rain, and the man was lying on his side, so he couldn't look at it carefully for a while.

The long-haired man sneered, not at all surprised by Lin Han's sudden appearance, and shouted loudly: "Okay, if you are a drunk drunkard, you will fart just now, even if you have picked up a bargain, how far and fast your mother will go; If you really want to take care of this stall, report your name first, lest I don't know where to pay your medical bills after I finish stabbing someone. ”

Lin Han's drunkenness filled his body, and the torrential rain did not extinguish his excited nerves, and he immediately shouted back: "Listen, the master is here to take care of this stall of idle affairs, the master's surname is grass, and his name is grass Nima!" ”

The long-haired man and the others looked at each other, their faces showing murderous intent. Don't be angry, but laugh and say: "Okay, good, welcome, welcome!" I'd like to see how many lives you have today, and you dare to meddle with this kind of gossip. Tightening his trouser pockets, like two people beside him, he slowly walked over together, and trapped Lin Han in the middle in a surrounding shape.

At this time, the man underground suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice: "Lin Han, you hurry up, you can't afford to wade into this muddy water, their backstage is hard, it's not something you can handle...... I appreciate the kindness. ”

Hearing this, the big gold tooth stomped on the man's back again, and scolded: "Don't let go of shit when you die!" You better think about yourself first, clean up this kid in a while, and then pick your hamstrings, aren't you amazing, isn't your leg kung fu unbeatable? Lao Tzu made you sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life! ”

When the man on the ground received this kick, his voice immediately weakened, and he didn't even seem to have the strength to cry out in pain, and he was completely buried in the mud puddle, and he was silent.

Lin Han was surprised, and he seemed to have woken up a lot. This person can call out his own name and raise his warning voice, it turns out that he knows himself? Sure enough, I saw him familiar just now, and he should have had a one-sided relationship. But who is it, trying to remember for a while, but I can't remember who the man lying on the ground is. When I had the heart to look at his face again, the man's entire face was so deep in the mud that he could not be recognized.

The heavy rain still did not stop, and in the rain and fog, the long-haired man and two other people surrounded Lin Han, and everyone's eyes exuded a beast-like fierce aura.

The long-haired man wiped the dagger on his pants, looked up and said: "Boy, Mo San of the Iron Fist Hall, take a few brothers to enforce the family law, the traitors in the gang did not listen to the boss, and made treacherous deeds, and he must be punished as he deserves." If you are a man, report your name well, and then we can all find the right incense owner. ”

Mo San, the long-haired man, still underestimated Lin Han. According to his own thoughts, he felt that Lin Han must have some background.

Ordinary people, young people, who saw this group beating in the heavy rain, didn't they avoid it? Lend them a few guts, and it is impossible to find fault with a big thorn. The master who dares to come to the big thorn to find fault must not be an ordinary person.

In fact, Mo San's theory can be regarded as feasible, Lin Han is certainly not an ordinary person, but it is not the kind of "ordinary person" he can imagine. Therefore, in addition to reporting his family, Mo San also raised the name of "Iron Fist Hall", thinking that since the other party was also mixed up in the rivers and lakes, it was impossible not to know the prestige of "Iron Fist Hall", find out their identities, and see how this kid would react next. If you want to be afraid, Mo San still has nothing to fear, he absolutely believes in the name of his gang, and also believes in the strength of the current brothers.

The other party is lonely, and if he makes a move, this kid will definitely not be able to take advantage. Unless he has the same skills as the one lying underground, or the brothers may be invincible, but the odds are almost non-existent. The one underground, no matter how powerful his fists and feet are, haven't they been secretly drugged by them, and now he has fallen to the point where he can only be slaughtered by others?

Lin Han couldn't remember who the man underground was, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and also reached out to wipe the rain on his face, and said lightly: "I have reported the name, call your mother, are you all deaf, didn't you hear?" ”

Mo San was really angry this time, and he didn't talk nonsense with Lin Han anymore, he bullied himself, stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a knife, and shouted in his mouth: "Grass, your mother, right?" I'll abolish you, see who you still grass! ”

I don't know if it's because I was dazzled or the strength didn't make it, I obviously stabbed the other party's hand holding the knife, and suddenly Lin Han's outstretched hand came first, grabbed my wrist at once, and then moved it down slightly, and strongly wrapped Mo San's entire hand.

Mo San was furious, and just about to regain it with all his might, suddenly a sharp pain came from his hand, and the dagger was not controlled by the first step, and fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound. Then the clear sound of bone cracking continued to reach his ears in several sections.

This time, Lin Han quickly let go of the hand that grabbed Mo San, and his face obviously showed murderous intent. Mo San is an out-and-out desperate San Lang in the Iron Fist Hall, beating and slashing people in large and small groups, fighting and sneak attacks, I don't know how many battles he has experienced, and he is a rare wild and fierce gangster. When he was working with people, he never knew what "fear" was, no matter how heavy it was, he was accustomed to it and took it as a daily routine. Sometimes people are poked out of the intestines; appeared **, and he still looked at it easily, and his eyes didn't blink.

However, today, after Mo San stared at his hand, he had a feeling of fear and fear for the first time! It was normal to hear the sound of bones cracking, and he often heard the sound of breaking other people's bones, even if it was his own. But when he saw the injury, his pupils instantly contracted and dilated, and he could hardly believe what he saw!

Mo San's fist, under Lin Han's pinch, had been completely transformed. No longer a fist, it has become a "meat head". The whole hand, from the wrist down, has completely become a pile of "meat foam", round and flat. Can't distinguish the palms, palms, backs of hands, fingers! Even the protruding white bones followed the trend of Lin Han's pinching, turned into powder, and dissolved into the blurred mass of flesh and blood!

"Ahh Mo San grabbed his right wrist with his left hand in horror, his long hair covered his face, and he let out an earth-shattering howl like crazy. It was not so much the pain that came from him as the horror that went beyond his limits and the horror of not being able to accept the facts before him.

Lin Han's whole body disappeared into the boundless rain curtain, and his cold voice seemed to come from hell: "I want you to remember, don't want to touch the knife with this dirty hand again in this life!" Before the words fell, the figure shook, and two muffled snorts came, and the other two members of the Iron Fist Hall standing on the left and right were hit one after another, and one of the chests was obviously deflated; The other's right shoulder collapsed, and one of his right arms hung limply. The two of them were all hit hard, completely lost their combat effectiveness, and fell to the ground in despair.

Three people, three faces, three seriously injured! In an instant, Lin Han tried his knife with bullet time and invincible right fist, and defeated the three enemies who thought the encirclement was sure to win!

Then his cold voice sounded again, this time to the only golden tooth that was intact and did not participate in the battle: "You just said that you want to break people's hamstrings, right?" Don't say or do such a vicious thing, even if you say it, it is enough to prove how sinister you are! I look at that wheelchair, leave it to you to sit on your own, the most suitable! ”