Han Jiazhi fought with more than two dozen strong men armed with iron rods, and in the chaos, Liu Dingli, who was tied to a chair, was pushed to the ground.

He struggled to keep his eyes open, his face leaning weakly against the dusty concrete floor, and he could distinguish Han Jiazhi from his chaotic footsteps.

In the end, he passed out weakly.

Han Jiazhi strangled a person's throat with an iron bar, but someone attacked him behind him and received a heavy blow. This is already the second time she has injured her back, last time with a wooden stick, this time with an iron bar.

Han Jiazhi suspected that his bones were about to be shattered.

Tasting a hint of blood at the corners of her mouth, she wiped the corners of her mouth and looked at everyone present. Clenched his fists, he lunged at them.

Learning karate, injuries are commonplace, but Han Jiazhi hasn't been injured for a long time. She almost forgot when she had last been injured.

She felt that she was really squeamish, just a little bleeding, and after some injuries, she was dizzy, and it seemed that she was going to faint in the next second.

You can't faint at this time, otherwise she and Liu Dingli will have to finish playing.

The scene was chaotic, and as time went by, there were more and more wounds on Han Jiazhi's body, which hung on his body shockingly, which was very terrifying.

Han Jiazhi fell to the ground, struggling to stand up, her arms trembling on the ground, her hands scratched by the rough cement floor. But this point is insignificant to her now.

She and Liu Dingli seemed to have been fished out of the blood water, and they looked very scary when they were covered in blood.

Han Jiazhi tried several times, but couldn't get up from the ground. Facing more than two dozen strong men with iron rods, Han Jiazhi, who was bare-handed, really couldn't cope with it.

But it's impossible for her to admit defeat!

Han Jiazhi stood up from the ground with his hands and feet, and showed a satisfied smile at the scene of the tragic battle in front of him. She scoffed, "It's a shame, you can lie on the ground with an iron rod." ”

"Stinky bitch!" The fat man, who also had a color on his face, picked up an iron rod from the ground and dragged the heavy iron rod towards Han Jiazhi.

The sound of the iron rod rubbing against the concrete floor was very harsh, and it was conceivable that if such a solid iron rod fell on Han Jiazhi, who was covered in blood, it would definitely be either death or injury.

As long as he uses enough force, Han Jiazhi's thin body may die in Huangquan.

The fat man raised the iron rod and was about to fall on Han Jiazhi's body when an uninvited guest interrupted his atrocity.

Du Zhiqian, who was dressed in a suit, came over in the dust, he swept over everyone, and finally stopped his gaze on Han Jiazhi, who was covered in blood. Han Jiazhi looked at Du Zhiqian, looked at Du Zhiqian, the humble gentleman who was usually modest and polite, and became angry.

There was a wind and rain on his body, and his modest and calm eyes were now full of anger, and there was a faint hint of murder.

If Han Yan was here, he would not be able to recognize Du Zhiqian.

Because at this time, he still has any modest and polite appearance, and he is completely a beast in a rage. Or a fierce and terrifying bandit, saying that he had done murder and arson, Han Jiazhi believed it.

"Don't meddle around,!" The fat man yelled at Du Zhiqian.

Du Zhiqian didn't speak, he put his hand into his blazer, and then took out something that surprised everyone.

A pistol.

The people present panicked, and the hands holding the iron rods were a little overwhelmed. Those who looked at each other didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that this was a real guy.

After all, looking at Du Zhiqian's dress and angry expression, it can't be fake.

The fat man pushed away a horse boy next to him and said to Du Zhiqian, "Take a toy gun to scare me?" I've seen a lot of real guys, grandpa, I've walked through more private than you've eaten! ”

'Bang! ’

As soon as the fat man's words fell, a gunshot rang out.

Du Zhiqian shot him in the sky, he didn't want to kill, at least not in front of his faith, but he was too angry. He wanted to kill everyone in front of him and then take Han Jiazhi away.

Reason made him move the muzzle of the gun aimed at the fat man's head to the ceiling.

If he can ignore a little, this robbery will already hit the fat man's head.

This gunshot frightened everyone, and they threw down their iron rods and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. I was afraid that Du Zhiqian would be angry and collapse the bullet into his head.

This is no longer a petty fight, bullying a little girl, this is a terrible thing!

The fat man was also frightened, his legs trembled, and he couldn't hold the iron rod in his hand. Just now, the bullet that hit the ceiling almost hit his brain.

When the time comes, let alone eight stitches, even if it is eighty stitches, it will be powerless.

Du Zhiqian took a gun and approached him.

As Du Zhiqian's pace gradually approached, the sweaty fat man finally couldn't resist the pressure and fell to his knees.

But Du Zhiqian skipped him straight and walked to Han Jiazhi's side.

When Du Zhiqian took out his pistol, Han Jiazhi was also stunned. She looked at Du Zhiqian blankly, and it wasn't until that gunshot that Han Jiazhi came back to her senses.

Firearms are controlled items, and when she went to the shooting gallery to practice, she signed several agreements before she found it. And Du Zhiqian actually has a handful!

Du Zhiqian took Han Jiazhi's hand, and after Han Jiazhi followed Du Zhiqian for a few steps, he remembered that Liu Dingli was still tied to the chair.

"And Liu Dingli!" Han Jiazhi turned back and helped Liu Dingli untie the rope.

Du Zhiqian helped Liu Dingli to stand up.

The three of them left the dilapidated shed under the watchful eye of everyone.

When sitting in the car, Han Jiazhi felt a pain all over her body, and she complained, "Why did you come?" If you are a little later, don't bring any guns, just bring two rolls of straw mats, and pack up and bring me and Liu Dingli back. ”

Du Zhiqian started the car and said solemnly: "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you should call me directly, and you will go back when I arrive." It's as dangerous as today, wait until you go to the hospital and let the doctor give you a full body check-up. ”

Du Zhiqian drove the car to the hospital quickly.

Han Jiazhi glanced at Liu Dingli, who was still in a coma, from the rearview mirror, and said, "If I go a little later, I'm afraid Liu Dingli will not be able to do it." ”

Du Zhiqian's expression was tense, his hand was tightly gripping the steering wheel, and the car was speeding down the road.

It was the first time Han Jiazhi had seen Du Zhiqian like this, compared to the one who ran to the hospital in pajamas in a panic when she was sick and hospitalized before, it didn't seem to have changed much, but it was completely different.

Because this time Du Zhiqian was full of anger and murderous aura.