"Cool? If you're cool enough, stop it. Jiang Xiao turned his right foot from side to side with a smile, smiling at the strong black man on the ground, without looking up at the four people around him. He knew that with Zhao Tianyu here, he would never be in any danger.

"No...... No...... Please...... Stop!"

George finally burst out of his throat with a pleading voice, but his face was already full of twists and tears from pain and fear.

"Okay. So now...... Can you tell me how to get to Wilmington Block?" Jiang Xiao withdrew his foot, squatted down, stretched out his hand and pressed it on George's head, stroking it gently. It's like stroking a child.

His smile and tone were still so gentle, but in George's eyes, it was so terrifying, like a demon crawling up from the deepest part of hell.

He couldn't figure out how the Asian chick in front of him ...... No, Asians, who look far less fit than themselves, have such terrible strength and speed, and ...... Cruel!

It was only then that George noticed that the four companions beside him were already rolling on the ground with their right hands in their hands. And right next to them, there were four severed hands, and the index finger was still firmly on the trigger.

"Hurry up. If you don't give me a definitive answer in three seconds, I think I'll have to ask your friend. Maybe they'll be more willing to lead the way. Jiang Xiao's hand rubbed lightly on George's shiny bald head, although his tone was gentle, the meaning of his words was so terrifying.

"I ...... I'll lead the way!" George nodded his head frantically, trying to stand up, but his trembling legs tried several times, but he couldn't stand up straight.

His fat crotch had been stained red with blood, and almost half of his pants were blood flowing from the wound under his crotch.

"It's a pity. Looks...... You don't seem to be able to walk very well. Jiang Xiao shrugged his shoulders, stretched out his hand and pinched one of George's knees, and turned his head to look at Zhao Tianyu: "Do you think for this kind of person, which is better, kill or abolish?"

His words were said in Chinese, and George couldn't understand what Jiang Xiao was saying, so he could only look at the terrible Asian man in front of him in horror.

"Needless to say, let him stay in bed for the rest of his life. But...... After becoming like this, I'm afraid that his life won't be very long. Zhao Tianyu lightly pronounced George's fate.

She had been tortured by Li Qin twice, so she naturally knew very well that George and Li Qin in front of her were the same kind. The only difference between them is that Li Qin has more power.

If she hadn't been saved by Jiang Xiao that day, she was afraid that the final result would have been so miserable that she couldn't imagine it.

And this kind of thing must have happened to George more than once.

"Okay!" Jiang Xiao smiled, and with a slam of his right hand, he had already crushed one of George's knees.

A long scream resounded through the night sky, and George burst out of nowhere, breaking free from Jiang Xiao's clamp and rolling on the ground.

His tumbling motion was like a maggot in a dung pit.

Jiang Xiao frowned slightly disgusted, stood up, and kicked heavily on George's body. He didn't deliberately choose the part, and the kick hit his hipbone. With a crisp click, George's pelvis was shattered.

"Only one leg is wasted...... No, it's two, it's not enough. Jiang Xiao smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of George's neck, lifted him up, raised his right foot high, and stepped on it heavily.

Three times in a row, George was already in pain and unconscious. The joints of his arms and legs were shattered to the point where it looked as if he had been crushed by a heavy roller.

If he were a billionaire, there might still be a chance to waddle on prosthetic legs and crutches after a few years of treatment.

But how can such street gang gangsters afford such horrific sky-high medical bills?

He has about a few months left in his life. And it was the most miserable and painful months.

But even so, I am afraid that he may not be able to atone for his sins.

Throwing away George, who had broken the joints of his limbs and was like a dead dog, Jiang Xiao turned around and looked at the four remaining black men on the ground.

They are all dressed in the same style as George, sloppy and hip-hop, but now in everyone's eyes, the original ferocious anger has long disappeared, replaced by horror and the unknown.

This kind of scum in the world has always been bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. When they see someone more powerful than them, or even a terrifying force that they never thought of, they will behave more cowardly than ordinary people.

The little man slammed up from the ground, screaming and running, but as soon as he took the third step, he suddenly stepped into the air and fell heavily to the ground, landing in a graceful dog-eating position.

Because just as his right foot strode out, the left leg, which supported the weight, suddenly broke from the calf, leaving a wound as smooth as his wrist.

He instinctively stretched out his hands to hold up the ground, forgetting that his right hand had been severed. The fresh cut on his wrist slammed into the ground, making intimate contact with the rough ground.

This kind of friction brings far more pain than a wound cut by Gao Zhoubo. The little man let out a terrible scream, and convulsed on the ground as if he had gone crazy with his broken wrist.

"Anyone else who wants to run, look at him. ”

Zhao Tianyu walked back slowly, looking down at the remaining three people on the ground.

The eyes of the three of them immediately wandered away, and they didn't dare to look at Zhao Tianyu. But Zhao Tianyu didn't have the slightest intention of letting them go, stretched out his hand and grabbed a black man's dirty braids, pulled it violently, and turned his head in the direction of the little man: "Look clearly, be careful, be serious." ”

"Rao...... Spare me......"

The dreadlocked teeth were clumping and clashing, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Know...... Wilmington Street, right?" Zhao Tianyu nodded with satisfaction and twisted his head towards his face: "You'll take us there, right?"

"Right...... ...... to the

The dreadlocked black man trembled and wanted to nod, but his hair was still grabbed by Zhao Tianyu in his hand, and he couldn't nod his head sharply, making this action look a little funny.

"Good. You're in luck. Zhao Tianyu smiled, turned his head to look at the remaining two people, and shrugged: "And you ...... Unfortunately, your luck isn't good. ”

Before the two men could scream, their limbs had been cut off at a rapid pace, leaving only a bare torso writhing on the ground.

It was only then that they erupted into earth-shattering screams.

"It's called like this, and there is no other figure appearing?Compton's security is really ......" Jiang Xiao sneered and looked at both ends of the street, and under the dim street lamp, he couldn't find half a figure: "So, this kind of scene has long been accustomed here." ”

"Isn't that great, hassle-free? At least we don't have to worry about the police coming to get in our way. Zhao Tianyu stood up with the dreadlocks and tilted his head at him: "Take us to Wilmington and find a man named Paul." I guess you know him. ”

"Paul?" the dreadlocked black man seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and his whole body contracted suddenly: "Are you looking for Paul......?" Chainsaw Paul?"

"You mean to say that you're not going to lead the way, are you?" Zhao Tianyu lowered his head with interest, his eyes wandering over the dirty braids, as if looking for the part of the knife.

"No, no, no...... No...... This means ......" Dirty Pigtail shook his head like a rattle: "But...... I don't know him either...... Just know. Chainsaw Paul ...... He is famous, but he almost never appears in public, and his subordinates do things for him. It's impossible for us to know him as a small character!"

"You don't need to know it. Just take us to him. I think...... You won't tell me, you don't even know where he usually hangs out, right?" Zhao Tianyu smiled faintly: "Although it's a little troublesome, I don't mind finding a new person to lead the way." ”

"No...... No...... I know......" Pigtails jerked, realizing which was more terrifying, Chainsaw Paul or the two Asians in front of him: "Follow me...... No, please come with me......"

Zhao Tianyu and Jiang Xiao looked at each other and smiled, and followed behind the dreadlocks.

The mobile phone map is really not as reliable as the locals, and after bypassing a few blocks, the dreadlocks stopped and turned around: "Here it is, this is Wilmington Street." ”

After walking a few blocks, the dreadlocks had calmed down a little. Although he was still afraid of the two people behind him, he was no longer as shaky as he had been at the beginning, and his voice was much calmer.

Jiang Xiao nodded: "So, where is that chainsaw Paul?"

"I ...... I just know he has a bar called The Naked Angel, but ...... But that's just what I heard, I haven't been there, and I don't know what he looks like......" Pigtails pursed his lips: "Chainsaw Paul is a big crocodile, the real one...... Big crocodile. He was in charge of the entire Compton night...... We're just picking up scraps of food on the periphery...... I don't usually come here. ”

"Thank me, then. You have a chance to walk into the Naked Angel today. Zhao Tianyu smiled: "He must be there today." Lead the way. ”

"Yes......"

The dirty pigtails didn't dare to refuse, so they could only continue to walk inside.

Wilmington looked noticeably more lively than the previous neighborhoods, and there were crowds of people on the streets, but none of them looked normal, with tattoos on their arms and various metal rings on their bodies. Seeing the pigtails leading Jiang Xiao and Zhao Tianyu forward, they cast hostile glances one after another.

But none of them came to them, just watched from afar.

This is not because Jiang Xiao and Zhao Tianyu themselves have shown any strength, but simply because of the dreadlocked black man walking in front of the two of them.

The dreadlocked right hand was broken at the wrist, and the bleeding had not completely stopped until now, and it was still slowly dripping blood down with his staggering steps.

The front of his dirty braided pants was already half wet with his own blood, but he didn't dare to wipe it, or even lower his head to look at it.

There was only one thought left in his mind now - to bring these two terrifying, magically capable Asians to the Naked Angel, and they ...... I should be able to let myself go!

Finally, the dreadlocks stopped, turned around, looked at the two behind them with a look of fear, and whispered, "It's ......"