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Chapter 16477: Dissatisfied

Chapter 1647 Disobedient

The American man was tortured and exhausted, and he almost lost his strength to hold the knife. He could only use insults to support his spirit. Looking at his body, he was covered with knife edges, and blood dripped down the corners of his clothes. In just a short while, the blood gathered into a huge pool under his feet.

The cat is finally tired of playing the mouse game.

thump!

After a few more rounds, the bruised American man couldn't stand any longer. His knees were weak and he knelt heavily on the ground. The machete in his hand seemed to have become a thousand pounds, hanging on the ground weakly, supporting his shaking body: "No more fight! I surrender!"

Lin Haoxuan walked forward slowly and snorted softly: "You fight and you can just fight, and you can just drop?"

"You are too naive! Only death! You can wash away sins!"

Lin Haoxuan did not pause, and at the same time kicked the American man in the chest. The American man leaned back under force. Before he could fall to the ground, Lin Haoxuan's knife also slashed from mid-air. A dazzling light flashed through everyone's eyes. With a click, the American man's head was cut off by Lin Haoxuan.

After the final backbone died in battle, the rest of the Americans lost their fighting spirit, fled or surrendered, and the war was truly over. Under Lin Haoxuan's instruction, the Qimen brothers took them all to the deck, and more than ten speedboats were back and forth between the docks and the destroyed freighters.

Ji Nantian also brought some of his brothers to install explosives, and more than ten barrels of crude oil were transported on it.

At this time, the scar of the administrative building could not fight and flee. He sighed with great hope, and then led more than 20 brothers out of the building that could not be guarded by retreating and advancing, throwing away the weapons in front of the Qimen brothers, begging them to have a chance to survive.

The Qimen brothers rushed forward and tied them all up!

More than 20 people from Scar Qiang were taken to the dock, and the Qimen brothers suppressed them with machetes.

Scar looked at Lin Haoxuan and shouted repeatedly: "Young Master Qi, please spare me! Please spare me!"

Lin Haoxuan walked to the front of Scar Qiang with his hands on his back, looking at the dying man with calm eyes: "Scar Qiang, there was a traitor Wu Sangui in the Ming Dynasty, and there was a traitor Wang Jingwei during the Republic of China. I didn't expect that you Scar Qiang in modern times, do you know how much blood was stained on your hands?"

Bakuqiang shivered in his heart and replied tremblingly: "Sir Qi, I, Bakuqiang, have never offended Qi Shao before, and I did not hurt half of Qimen brothers today. As for kidnapping Qian Yating in the morning, it is really just a misunderstanding. Just give me a chance, I will never dare to do it again."

Lin Haoxuan slapped him, and Scar Qiang fell to the ground with a blow. The former stepped on his chest and said coldly: "Scar Qiang, do you think I and you are counting the blood debt between us? You are not worthy of being my Lin Haoxuan's enemy. I am now trying to seek justice for hundreds of girls."

"Don't you feel ashamed of your ancestors when you do this for the Americans?"

"Do you know how Americans abuse them on the boat?"

"Do you know how sad they were after being sold to the United States?"

"You have parents, wives and children, do they have no relatives?"

Scar Qiang was shocked by the overwhelming anger, and couldn't help but lower his head to avoid Lin Haoxuan's burning gaze. Lin Haoxuan leaned over and pulled him up: "A guy who was unconscientious! If I hadn't arrived in time today, wouldn't this group of young girls be destroyed by you?"

After saying that, Lin Haoxuan threw him over his shoulder and smashed him to the ground.

Scar let out a shrill scream. It was obvious that Lin Haoxuan had a great force just now, but at this critical moment of life and death, he quickly got up and fell to the ground: "Young Master Qi, I was wrong. I am a bastard. I am not a human. Just give me a chance. I will never do evil again!"

Lin Haoxuan carried his hands on his back and snorted coldly: "Opportunity? I'll give you a chance, who gives them a chance? If you don't cut you and those Americans today, I'm sorry Qian Yating, I'm sorry for hundreds of victims. Scar is strong and he's going to be alive. You're ready to die."

Then, he shouted to the Qimen brothers: "Please force Scar to the deck!"

Several Qimen brothers rushed up and pulled Scar to prepare to get on the speedboat.

"Lin Haoxuan! I'm not convinced!"

Seeing that Lin Haoxuan was reluctant to let him go, Scar burst into laughter hysterically: "If you want to kill me, kill me! Why do you need to find a righteous excuse to chop my head? You said I caused their family to be destroyed and become prostitutes. Do you have less blood on your hands than me?"

Lin Haoxuan curled a sarcastic look on his face and replied lightly: "Yes, the blood stained on my hands is enough to dye the sea in front of you red, but I can tell you that I have never insulted the weak young girl. I have a clear conscience to every bone under my feet and can sleep!"

"What about you? Don't you feel nervous when counting money?"

Scar was speechless, but soon burst into a final roar: "I'm still not convinced! I could have guarded the building and waited for support. As long as we lasted for an hour, we could wait for support or the police, but I didn't expect you to be deceived and killed. I'm not convinced!"

Lin Haoxuan took a half step forward and snorted coldly: "Then I'll give you a chance?"

"If you win, you will be alive, and if you lose, you will be worse than death!"

"Let him go! I convince him!"

The Qimen brothers immediately let go of Scar Qiang, looking at this guy who was looking for death with sarcastic eyes. There were not many people in this world who dared to fight Lin Haoxuan, but he chose to fight head-on without knowing that Scar Qiang had no choice but to fight Lin Haoxuan alone, and there might be a little way out.

Just when Lin Haoxuan chuckled and ridiculed Scar for being overestimated, Han Qing suddenly rushed over from the side. He had already known Lin Haoxuan's identity and his face turned red: "Young Master Qi, Han Qing asked you to give me a chance to kill Scar with my own hands. I want to vent my anger for Yating!"

Lin Haoxuan was slightly stunned, and Scar Qiang hummed softly.

Scar Qiang knew that he was not Lin Haoxuan's opponent, and he might have been knocked down in two or three moves, but it was still more than enough to deal with the wanderer who was beaten by him this morning. When he was about to sneer, his inspiration flashed and he hurriedly bit the topic: "You? What are you?"

"Can you fight on behalf of Qi Shao?"

"Or you just warm up for Qi Shao and then kill me with the wheel battle?"

Lin Haoxuan sneered, knowing that Scar forced himself to block his words.

He casually glanced over Han Qing's eyes and said lightly: "Scar, don't use provocation, it will be useless to me, but I will give Han Qing a chance. If you can beat him, then I will let you go as promised. If you lose, tell me something before you die!"

Scar Qiang looked slightly cold and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Haoxuan shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "You are ready to lose before you fight?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Scar Qiang's face, then looked at Lin Haoxuan and sighed: "Lin Haoxuan, you are indeed well-known! You can still use words to destroy my determination to fight to the death, but your mistake is that you believe too much in this dirty wanderer. Even ten of them are not my opponents."

Han Qing's fists were tightened in an instant, but his eyes became quieter.

A hint of praise flashed through Lin Haoxuan's eyes. This kid had a great future for cultivation. First, he was grateful to Yating for his gratitude for the dripping water and stood up to fight. Now, because of Yating's pain, he had to fight to the death with Scar. More importantly, he faced the enemy's vocal words at the critical moment of life and death without being angry.

Thinking of this, Lin Haoxuan said lightly: "Stop talking nonsense! Let's start fighting!"

Scar is more powerful than Americans who are interested in human trafficking. It must be of extraordinary significance. In addition to being cruel and ruthless, his skills will not be much worse. At this time, he stood up straight before, and immediately showed his tall and mighty power, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a height of 1.8 meters.

A huge suit is also bulging, and his arms are thicker than ordinary women's thighs.

Han Qing was living and living at the bottom. Of course, he had fought countless times, but he had never encountered such an opponent. Seeing the momentum of Scar Qiang, his hair stood up all over his body, looking at Scar Qiang with caution, and sweat oozed out of his palms without realizing it.

A few steps away from Han Qing, Scar forced his legs to kick Han Qing's head.

Han Qing raised his arms to protect his head. His hands had just arrived, and his strong legs had also arrived. The force of this kick was surprisingly great. Han Qing's arm was so painful that he was kicked to the dock railing. His body was rolled into a ball to cushion the pain, and then he struggled.

Scar strongly sneered.

He didn't even use his hands, but just kicked Han Qing one after another, either to the head or to both ribs. Han Qing leaned against the railing, protecting his head tightly with both hands. His hands were completely unconscious and felt that his arms were broken. He just hugged his head with instinct.

His head protected other places but could not. Han Qing's ribs were hit by a few heavy blows, and a wound broke out on the spot. Blood flowed out of Han Qing's body completely uncontrollably. He could not see it himself because he was so numb that he had no consciousness, but the people around him could clearly see it.

The Qimen brothers frowned slightly and sighed that Han Qing would be beaten to death soon!

But without Lin Haoxuan's order, no one can break the rules of fair battles. He actually promised to let Han Qing fight to the death with Scar. Then, it would be taboo for others to help even if they persuade them to open. They would be sneered by friends in the world, and the reputation of Qimen would be damaged.

At this moment, Lin Haoxuan was holding a bottle of clean water and tilted his head and drinking.

After drinking a bottle of water, Lin Haoxuan found that Han Qing had been hit hard for more than a dozen times and was leaning against the railing without falling down. A strange look appeared on his face. Both sides were not opponents of the same level at all, one was as fierce as a tiger, and the other did not even have the power to fight back.

This fight seemed to be unsightly, but Han Qing's tenacity still surprised him.

Scar Qiang seemed to be tired of fighting and seemed to feel that it was meaningless to ravage the waste, so he stopped attacking and rested, but he found that Han Qing was still leaning against the railing and staring at him. He felt very unhappy and picked up the beer bottle discarded by the Americans on the ground.

The bottle of wine hit the back of Han Qing's head holding hands fiercely. The bottle of wine broke and the beer flowed down the top of Han Qing's head, flowed into his eyes, and mixed with blood flowed into his mouth. Han Qing's hands holding his head finally loosened, and he slid weakly along the railing to the ground.

There were more personal blood shadows on the snow-white railings, which looked shocking.

Scar turned around and walked towards Lin Haoxuan, laughing loudly: "Young Master Qi, I won!"
Chapter completed!
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