No one stood where Lan Juechen passed, all of them were broken by Lan Juechen, Lan Jiechen still had to eat, he didn't want to see too much blood, and there were many ordinary people around, Qin Luying and Jiang Xuan were also there.

There were hundreds of people lying on the alley, all of their hands and feet were broken by Lan Jiechen's sticks one by one, shattering and shattering, and it was almost impossible to catch them.

Except for some people who were kicked and vomited blood, others whose bones were broken, and other vital points, Lan Jiechen did not give them a fatal blow, and their consciousness at this time can be said to be very clear.

The bones of the limbs were broken, and this kind of pain was unbearable for ordinary people, and nearly half of the gangsters were incontinent.

Lan Jiechen didn't pity these people, they didn't know how many harmful things they had done.

Lan Juechen didn't intend to kill them, so let them be abolished, which was a hundred times more painful than killing them.

There were more than three hundred people standing outside the alley, and they were frightened by Lan Jiechen's fierceness.

Although they have experienced large and small gang wars, they have never seen a fierce man like Lan Jiechen, even if they are the elite of the gang and directly belong to the control of the bald head.

But in the face of Lan Juechen, they are all like tofu, and they are vulnerable.

"Four-eyed boy, do you dare to come out and fight!" a lewd middle-aged man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes said gloomily to Lan Juechen.

"Isn't your pen quite fierce?! There's a kind of fight for us! It occupies a small space in the alley, what kind of hero are you!"

"That's it, that's it!"

"Kind of come out!"

"Kind of come out!"

“......”

One by one, the thugs shouted loudly.

Lan Juechen smiled dumbly, these gangsters obviously thought that Lan Juechen had taken advantage of the situation, so they couldn't use the crowd tactics correctly. This made them feel very aggrieved and aggrieved.

"More than 400 of you are picking me alone. I won't kill you, do you really think I won't dare to kill you?"

A wave of killing intent poured out of Lan Jiechen's body. A chill enveloped the other party, making them take a few steps back.

Lan Jiechen stepped forward in the surprised eyes of everyone and walked out of the alley.

"Do you know that it was a harmonious society that saved you?"

"I hate violence, I'm a very simple person, I've always been virtuous. ”

"In that case, I fulfill your last wishes. ”

"I want to convince people with virtue!"

As soon as the words fell, Lan Jiechen stepped out of the alley and came to the very empty basketball court.

At this time. The basketball court was already full of countless bystanders, many times more than these gangsters, but they never thought of helping Lan Jiechen and them.

The inferior nature of human beings is exposed.

"Is this really a student brother?!"

"I'm rubbing! This is too hanging! A student brother singles out a group of gangsters!"

"This Nima is so dreamy!"

"Maybe he's a college entrance examination student. ”

"I heard from you before, I didn't believe it, but now I believe it, I'm really beeping a dog, it's too dreamy. Isn't this a movie?"

"It's a movie, where is the crew? Could it be for authenticity? So hide in the crowd. ”

"Isn't this a movie, and I saw that big guy with a shaved head? He is the boss of the Liuzhou Bald Gang, Bald Qiang! That thigh was bleeding and it was his son who fainted!"

“......”

After Lan Jiechen walked out of the alley, he did not stop. Step by step, walk to the center of the basketball court.

The gangsters' eyes were shining fiercely, and the murder weapon in their hands was waving, looking at Lan Jiechen as if they were looking at an idiot. They surrounded the three layers inside and the outer three layers of Lan Juechen.

"Say you're a pen, you're really a pen. You really dare to come out, where do you get your confidence?!hahahaha...... You wait to die!" the obscene middle-aged man laughed loudly.

"Hahaha......"

"Burn the pen!"

One by one, the thugs pointed at Lan Jiechen with murder weapons and laughed loudly.

Lan Juechen sighed slightly. Then he opened his mouth and showed a bright smile, his teeth were as white as snow, and those who knew Lan Jiechen well would know that something bad was about to happen.

"It's so confident with Rejoice. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lan Jiechen suddenly moved, making a look of attacking, and two iron rods flew in his hands.

Lan Juechen's sudden appearance really startled the surrounding gangsters, and they all took a few steps back.

Then he saw Lan Juechen still standing in place, looking at them with a mocking expression, which made the faces of these gangsters even more unbearable.

"What are you doing in a daze! torture him!" said the bald head Qiang couldn't help but roar loudly.

Hearing the roar of the bald head, the gangsters couldn't help but tremble, a trace of panic flashed on their faces, and then they raised the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Lan Jiechen.

"Hack this big fool to death!"

"Uncle Grass!"

"How dare you despise us! I let us mix in the road in the future!"

"You deserve to die if you hurt so many of our brothers!"

“......”

Now the bald man doesn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this time.

The son's injuries have been controlled, and he is being pushed into an ambulance and sent to the hospital for in-depth treatment, but I heard the doctor say that even if his son's little Ding Ding is rescued, it will be functionally ineffective, which means that there is no misuse and can no longer be passed on.

Whether you can get an erection is still a problem, and whether you can save it is also a problem.

This made the anger in the bald head Qiang's heart no longer controllable, like a volcanic eruption, his anger was soaring, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't wait to abuse Lan Jiechen, peel Lan Jiechen's skin, smoke Lan Jiechen's tendons, pick up Lan Jiechen's bones, and feed the dog with thousands of broken corpses!

In China, where the concept of inheritance is still deep-rooted and unshakable, a person who loses the ability to inherit his family is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

It has always been him who has made others lose their children and grandchildren. Now it has happened to him.

Comeuppance!

Lan Jiechen felt that there was a smell of blood on their bodies, which was the killing intent that only a certain person who had killed someone would stay.

Lan Juechen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. The hundred or so people who entered the alley earlier were probably novices, or cannon fodder.

And now the more than 300 people who surround themselves are the real elite of the skinhead gang. Such people can only be tormented in the eighteen levels of hell after death to wash away their sins.

"Xiao Hei, they are carrying such evil obstacles, how many layers of hell should they go to?"

"Your Excellency, the seventh floor. ”

"Give me face and throw them all down the eighteenth floor!"

"That shouldn't be a problem, my lord. ”

“......”

Lan Jiechen was furious, he didn't plan to let go of anyone in front of him, he couldn't let them hurt people anymore. He wants to do the right thing for heaven!

"Kill!" Lan Juechen roared.

I saw Lan Juechen's figure flickering slightly, leaving the place and taking the initiative to attack.

"Dangdangdang......"

Lan Jiechen exceeded the limit of the human eye and interrupted the hands of the thugs who were already close to them.

With a burst of terrible screams, the thugs covered their completely broken hands, and tears came out of their eyes.

"Bang!"

Lan Jiechen went down with a stick, and the head of the gangster closest to him suddenly opened, and the white and red embedded brains splashed everywhere, and before the brains splashed on Lan Juechen's body. He kicked the thug several times more into his companion, stabbing him several times with his companion's knife. Dead that can't die anymore.

Lan Jiechen didn't get a drop of blood on his clothes, looking for the next target, he didn't make a move. As soon as he shot, one person will die, and he will die with a headshot. The death couldn't have been more miserable.

The smile on his face had disappeared, and his face was expressionless. Indifferent, as if killing people is as ordinary as drinking plain water.

In less than five minutes, more than fifty thugs had died at his hands, and there was no shortage of thugs who had been killed by their own people.

Scuffle, what Lan Juechen is not afraid of is melee, melee means that the other party has too many flaws, flaws means being targeted, and being targeted can only be killed!

Fifty people just lay on the ground, dead no longer dead, blood spreading like a blood-colored spider web, towards Lan Jiechen's surroundings.

Most of the viewers around this scene couldn't help but feel sick to their stomachs and vomited all over the place.

Like killing a god in the world, Lan Jiechen is still white-clothed and snowy, not stained with blood, and with a ruthless and ruthless temperament, some bold women are stunned, there is really such a dreamy man in the world.

As a murderer with at least a few lives on his hands, the death of his companion not only did not make them feel frightened, but inspired the cruel blood in their hearts.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

That's fine, if the other party is timid, it will be a little troublesome to kill, Lan Jiechen has already entered a state, he has no more superfluous actions, as soon as he catches someone, he will go down with a heavy stick, accompanied by a dull muffled snort, his brain splashes, and he steps into the footsteps of his companions.

Twenty minutes later, there were only three people standing on the basketball court, one was the obscene middle-aged man with sinister eyebrows, and the other was a bald man with a sinking face and a fierce eye.

The other was Lan Jiechen who was standing in the middle of a large corpse, the basketball court was already bleeding into a river, and dark red blood flowed into the sewers.

A strong smell of blood swept through, and the range of three miles.

A gust of summer wind blew, blowing the slightly long sea in front of Lan Juechen's forehead, and he habitually pushed the frame of his glasses with his right hand, and then pointed the iron rod directly at the obscene middle-aged man.

Lan Jiechen was dressed in white, still victorious over the snow, and in the fierce battle, there was no damage at all, not a drop of blood.

Summer is scorching and windy.

But the surrounding onlookers shivered involuntarily, layers of thick goosebumps rose, and they swallowed saliva from time to time.

Many people have vomited so much that they have no bile left to vomit, their faces are pale, and their minds are blank when they look at the cruel and bloody scene on the basketball court like the Shura court.

Lan Jiechen's indifferent gaze made the obscene middle-aged man kneel on the ground with a "poof", and kept kowtowing at Lan Jiechen.

"Heroes spare their lives!"

"Heroes spare their lives!"

"Heroes spare their lives!"

“......”

Lan Juechen's eyes were cold, without any expression.

"How many people have you killed? Answer my question honestly, and I'll let you go. ”

"Really?!" a glimmer of hope appeared on the face of the lewd middle-aged man.

"Do you think you still have a choice? I will do what I say, as long as you change your ways in the future. Lan Jiechen said lightly.

"Okay, okay, I said, I said! I've killed thirty-six people. The obscene middle-aged man hurriedly said.

Hearing the words of the obscene middle-aged man, Lan Juechen's indifferent eyes and pupils couldn't help but shrink for a while, and then they recovered as before.

"Who is the mastermind behind your skinheads?"

"Yes......"

The lewd middle-aged man hadn't had time to finish yet.

"Bang!" a gunshot rang out.

The obscene middle-aged man was shot in the back of the head, and after convulsions a few times, his eyes widened and he died unwillingly.

In fact, the last question, Lan Jiechen can understand without knowing the middle-aged man, the dragon group is not a decoration, they also have a superficial organization name - the National Security Bureau.

These things, naturally, can't escape their eyes.

Lan Jiechen did this, naturally in order to kill the middle-aged man with a bald head.

The obscene middle-aged man had the blood of thirty-six people on his hands, and it was not a pity for him to die, how could Lan Jiechen let him continue to live in this world.

But Lan Juechen's promise has never been broken, he naturally will not kill the other party with his own hands, and Lan Juechen does not kill him, it does not mean that others cannot kill him.

"You, very good!" the bald head Qiang pointed a pistol at Lan Juechen's head from afar.

"I don't believe it, you can still dodge the gun! I've seen a lot of people who practice the family, you are indeed the youngest and strongest person I have ever seen who practices martial arts, you must be a child of a certain family, am I right?"

Lan Jiechen didn't make any explanation when he heard Bald Qiang's words, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

The bald head was strong, but he took Lan Juechen's silence as a tacit acquiescence.

"I have seen all the young heroes of the four great martial arts families, but I have never seen you, compared to you, you must be a child of a declining martial arts family. So, I will shoot you without any retribution. You're already fine, and you'll have more than 400 people buried with you when you die!" said the bald head with confidence and ruthlessness.

"In this case, you won't let go of the 100 people in the alley? If you want to kill people? The problem is that there seem to be a lot of bystanders around, do you want to kill them all? These are all innocent people, even if the people who support you behind you are very strong, it is impossible to keep you. Lan Jiechen said lightly.

The bald head snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, he looked around at the somewhat panicked bystanders, opened his mouth and said, "I am free to make them shut up forever." ”

Lan Juechen suddenly realized that the person behind the bald head Qiang must have monstrous rights, otherwise the bald head Qiang would not say such a thing so confidently.

"Originally, I wanted to kill you myself, but I'm a person, I really hate violence, and I've always been convinced by virtue, so I still handed you over to them. ”

"They?!" a sense of foreboding welled up in the bald head's heart.

"Killed. Lan Jiechen said lightly.

"Poof!", without warning, the bald head burst open like a watermelon.

"Ahhhhh......h

The sudden scene scared everyone stupid!(To be continued......)