The person sitting on the ground heard the question from the visitor and said with a look of grief and anger: "Brother, he just drove a car and hit me. He thought he was very rich and used money to humiliate me."

"I'm a sling, damn it's great to have money. Today I must give us an explanation, otherwise no one in your car will leave today." The young man who had just walked over said angrily. He was wearing a black jacket, and another young man beside him was wearing a dark blue cotton coat.

Thirty meters behind the white minivan that was fitted with furniture, Li Shengji sat in the car and looked at the scene in front of him coldly. This was planned by him.

Although he wanted to take revenge, he had not lost his mind yet. If Jiang Feng was alone, he would just send a group of people to beat Jiang Feng up and then humiliate him. However, when he saw that the vehicle he was riding on was an extended bulletproof Mercedes-Benz, Li Shengji knew that a certain woman with Jiang Feng must have a special identity. If she lost her rashly and went to block the road and beat someone in broad daylight, she would probably cause big trouble.

Now he has designed this link. Even if something happens in the future, at least there is a reason. The other party drove and hit someone first. He beat them up impulse. It is just a matter of compensation for some money and will not cause any trouble.

"Hmph, let's see how you climbed in front of me this time." A vicious light appeared in Li Shengji's eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sun Qingyang's face turned ugly. Now he is completely sure that they have been planning for a long time and deliberately seeking faults.

"How do you want me to compensate?" Sun Qingyang asked with a calm face.

"How to compensate, it's easy to deal with. My third brother's legs were hit by you and lost consciousness. We don't need money. Just report it back and forth. Everyone in your car can leave one leg and leave. My conditions are very fair!" The young man wearing a black jacket burst out in his eyes and said coldly.

"Do you want one of our legs? As long as you have that ability! If you ask me to compensate for some mental losses, I will do it, but if you insist on making such unreasonable requests, don't blame me for being polite." Two cold lights burst out in Sun Qingyang's eyes. How could he, a soldier, accept such blackmail?!

"Xiao Feng. What's going on?" Gong Lingran asked in confusion as he looked at the scene outside.

"It's nothing. It's probably because of the few gangsters who deliberately found fault. With Uncle Yang's strength, he could handle it." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

He had heard what the gangsters said just now. He could see that the other party was deliberately looking for trouble, but he didn't know who they were looking for. In a vague way, Jiang Feng felt that the other party seemed to be in trouble for him, but he was not sure.

"Brother, after hearing what I said, your third brother may have just been hit by his legs and felt that his legs were unconscious. If you really lose consciousness, your third brother would not look so good. Enemies should be resolved rather than to get together. I think you should take the money and let them go!" At this time, a middle-aged man in his thirties said, wearing cotton slippers and down jackets, he was the owner of a store on both sides of the street.

"Yes! Brother. I think your brother may just have a little skin on his legs. That money is enough to compensate your brother for his mental losses." Another passerby said.

At this time, many onlookers persuaded him. After all, the conditions raised by this young man wearing a black jacket were too harsh, and I'm afraid no one would accept it.

"Shut up." The young man in the black jacket roared, and two fierce light burst out from his eyes, and he glanced at the onlookers.

Seeing the fierce appearance of the black jacket, those people immediately closed their mouths, and he turned his eyes to the middle-aged man wearing cotton slippers just now. He said coldly: "Sometimes, you should be more tactful and don't meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, you will die miserably. Get out, don't show up in front of me."

After saying that, he pushed the middle-aged man, who stumbled on the ground because he was wearing slippers.

The middle-aged man dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so he got up silently and walked out of the crowd. Seeing this, the others left one after another, not wanting to wade into this muddy water. Of course, there were still a few people left to talk about the fun.

"How are you thinking?" said the young man in black jacket narrowed his eyes and looked at Sun Qingyang.

"There is nothing to think about, please pick up the money and get out! I can pretend that nothing has happened." Sun Qingyang said lightly, although his tone was plain, it sounded extremely firm.

"Damn it, it's really shameless. Since you don't do it yourself, then we'll do it yourself." The young man in black jacket said, and a cold light burst out in his eyes. He took two steps forward, and punched Sun Qingyang in the face, and at the same time he flew out and kicked Sun Qingyang's knee.

Seeing the opponent's attack, a trace of disdain flashed in Sun Qingyang's eyes. He was a soldier and an elite among soldiers. Although he knew how to be a martial artsman, his skills were extraordinary. How could a young man in black jacket be his opponent? Sun Qingyang accidentally avoided the opponent's attack. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand, held the opponent's wrist tightly, and also kicked it. However, his kick speed was many times faster than that of the opponent, and kicked it first on the other's knee.

"Crack." The sound of bone shattering sounded, and the kneecap of the young man in the black jacket was completely shattered, and I'm afraid he could only walk with one foot in the future.

"Ah..." A miserable scream came from the mouth of the young man with black jacket. His face was pale and sweat kept flowing down his forehead. If Sun Qingyang hadn't held his wrist, he would have fallen directly to the ground.

"Let go of Brother Liang."

"Let go of Brother Liang."

...

Many angry roars came, and dense figures surrounded them from somewhere, surrounding the Mercedes-Benz cars that Sun Qingyang and Jiang Feng were riding.

These people were holding guys, either long swords, iron sticks, and axes. Everyone looked at Sun Qingyang with anger in their eyes, holding the guys in their hands tightly, and could wield weapons at any time.

Seeing this situation, the people around him who were watching the fun quickly left, fearing that they would cause trouble. Some kind-hearted people took out their cell phones and called 110 for help.

"Let go of Brother Liang quickly, we can leave you with a whole body. Otherwise, I will have to trample you into meat sauce today." A young man waved the nunchaku in his hand and shouted, as if he was Bruce Lee alive.

Looking at so many people, Sun Qingyang frowned slightly, but there was no sign of fear. He still held the wrist of the young man in black jacket and looked coldly at the many gangsters who were eyeing him.

Jiang Feng, who was sitting in the car, looked at the group of people. With Sun Qingyang's skills, he might not be able to deal with it. So he turned his head and said to Xiao Hui and the others, "You three are staying in the car, I'll go down and take a look."

As he said that, Jiang Feng got out of the car.

Yan Jie looked excited and stared at Jiang Feng without blinking. She wanted to see her man showing great power, but the expressions of Gong Lingran and Xiao Hui did not change much. They knew Jiang Feng's abilities and were not worried at all.

"Uncle Yang, leave the next thing to me! I'll deal with it." Jiang Feng walked to Sun Qingyang and said.

"Okay." Sun Qingyang nodded, with a smile in his eyes. He loosened his hand and let go of the wrist of the young man in black jacket. The guy fell softly to the ground.

"I finally came out! I thought you would keep hiding. You are very good at beating, but I don't believe that you can beat us alone. I am multiple brothers." Li Shengji said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, leaning against the backrest of the seat, looking like he was watching the show. He just didn't know how he saw the scene after the end of the show, and didn't know if he was so leisurely or not.

"Brother Liang."

"Brother Liang."

...

Seeing that Sun Qingyang let Tie Liang go, several young men in front of him were walking towards him, Jiang Feng glanced at him, and as soon as he took a step, their bodies froze and did not dare to move.

Terrifying, extremely terrifying. They felt that the light emitted from Jiang Feng's eyes was like two sharp swords, piercing their hearts, as if as long as they dared to take another step forward, they might not see the sunset today.

"What do you...what do you want to do?" a young man asked, trembling.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Feng said at the young man, and at the same time he took a step forward. The others did not notice anything, but the young man felt the earth shook suddenly. In his eyes, Jiang Feng's figure seemed to have turned into a majestic mountain, which made people look up and feared. The young man took a step back and sat on the ground with a look of horror.

"Wan Yu, you coward, just took a step forward and scared you to the ground. You are so useless." Seeing the young man sitting on the ground, a strong man with a bald head said in a muffled voice, and the huge axe was spinning in his hand.

Damn, do you think I want to! That kid is very weird. Since you want to go over and try it, just let it go, Wan Yu thought in his heart.

Although I knew that it was just his own hallucination just now, Wan Yu knew that Jiang Feng must be very not simple. It is true that he is embarrassed now, but it is better than losing his life. It is better to let this big man go up and try his depth. If he is a soft-footed shrimp, then the insult he just now must be returned, he thought to himself.

"Boy, take a grandpa's axe." The bald man shouted, and then rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Although he is very fat and burly, his speed is not slow at all.

Seeing the bald man taking action, the others glanced at Wan Yu sitting on the ground with some disdain, then their eyes were filled with excitement, and they looked at Jiang Feng sharpening their knife, looking at him as if they were ready to take action. (To be continued...)

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