/./ It's been 30 hours since Xiao Fang was kidnapped.The police, the troops, and the Lin family's forces have not found any clues under the secret investigation.Liang is so anxious that his brain is about to explode.He can't imagine what Xiao Fang would do if he was hurt.Killing all the kidnappers can't make up for it.

Just as he was about to get into the car, he suddenly heard a loud "bang", and a door of the Poussin car flew out and fell to the ground.

This strange mood only lasted for two seconds.Liang Yong's face was covered with gloomy clouds.I couldn't be happy to see anything without Xiaofang.

Just as he was about to get into the car, he heard a "bang" again, and his car door was brutally slammed shut. Two stout guys came around the other side of the car, looking at him with a sinister smile on their faces.

"Boy, he broke my car door and wanted to leave, and the brothers stopped him." The big man who got out of the car roared angrily, and he looked like Liang had smashed his car door.

I wiped it.

Liang Yong was angry in his heart, and suddenly encountered this group of gangsters, his face suddenly sank, and he sneered: "Why do you want to find fault."

"Boy, still not convinced, beat him." The big man roared angrily, shaking his hand and pulling out a foot-long machete from behind him.This is not the same as the flowery watermelon knife in the joint fight.It is a real machete.The blade is bright and shiny, emitting a cold cold light.The spine of the knife is one centimeter thick, which is the most conducive to chopping.There is also an irregular blood groove on the knife body.A real killing weapon.

At the same time, Liang rushed up with two guys behind him who were also wielding iron chains and egg-thick iron rods.

Liang Yong was stunned in his heart.I saw that the other party was not simple.It was definitely not a simple touch of porcelain.This was just an excuse to ask for my own life.How could I be polite to them.In the face of the big man Xueliang's machete, he did not retreat but advanced.Rushing forward in the face of the fierce machete.

Dahan Yixi, his heart said that this kid will not be scared stupid, take the initiative to find death.

Seeing that Liang Yong was about to hit his blade, he hesitated. Ah Hong just asked him to abolish Liang Yong's three legs, but he didn't let him kill. Besides, they were just the lowest level of killers.

In a hurry, the big man's palm flipped over, and he used the back of the knife to cut the shoulder of the beam instead.

The two guys who outflanked Liang Yong from behind did not show weakness.Seeing Liang Yong rushing forward, they pursued faster.One raised an iron rod and aimed at Liang Yong's other shoulder to split Huashan.The other threw an iron chain to Liang Yong's neck.To trick the little ghost to lock his throat.

The three of them surrounded Liang Yong in a small space, so that he had no room to escape, and saw that the weapon in his hand was about to hit Liang Yong.

"Ouch......"

"Mom."

"Fuck me, how dare you smash me."

The three of them screamed at the same time.The short man opposite the big man was struck in the shoulder with a machete.I heard the sound of bones shattering.The whole person screamed and wilted.And the iron chain in his hand smashed into the big man.The big man's neck was smashed on the big man's face.The big man's nose suddenly collapsed.He opened his mouth and spit out two front teeth.

The iron rod in Huang Mao's hand was not able to retract and hit the arm of the big man who raised his hand to resist.It had already recovered half of its strength.But it still smashed the big man's arm to deform.After a while, a big bag was puffed up.

Huang Mao hit the big man with his hand.Frightened pale.Just about to lose the iron rod to explain.Suddenly felt a tight neck and was lifted up.Then the stomach was hit hard.I didn't have time to cry out in pain.The whole person flew up.Smash into the big man who was spitting blood and a face of anger.The castration was too fierce, the big man didn't have time to react.He was smashed to the ground.In less than half a minute, the three guys who were still majestic just now lay on the ground.Miserable screams.

Looking at Liang Yong at this time, the old god was leaning on the body of the Lexus, looking at them and sneering.Just now he didn't use any fighting skills.Just now he used Ling Bo to twist his waist slightly.Then grabbed Huang Mao's neck and punched him a few times.And then smashed him out.Dealing with such a little ruffian.There is really no difficulty at all.Liang Yong can't even raise his interest.

"Say, Who told you to plot against me?" Liang asked with a kick to the dwarf lying at his feet.

"Woooooooooo......oo Call an ambulance.My shoulder is broken.My lungs may be pierced by bones......" The short man cried and screamed.

Liang Yong was about to ask a question, when suddenly a jet-black muzzle sticks out of the Poussin car, and the last guy comes out.

"The kid is very good at fighting, see if you are fast or the bullet is fast, kneel down for Lao Tzu." This guy has a white face, he is the military advisor of the Four Tigers, nicknamed the fart spirit, and is the most insidious and treacherous.

"Really." Liang Yong sneered.The body started instantly.The fart only felt his hand shake.When he tried to pull the trigger again, he was horrified to find that his fingers couldn't move.Then he felt a huge pain in his wrist.

There was a crunch, and his wrist was broken in two, and he fainted with a "quack", but then the same arm made a crisp sound again, and the pain of the fracture woke him up from his coma, and he saw Liang staring at him coldly.

"Ahh The fart screamed in pain, and the three screaming people on the ground were stunned when they saw this scene.

Liang Yong's continuous action of breaking the arms of the butt spirit happened right in front of their eyes.They have experienced a lot of broken hands and feet.What frightened them was Liang Yong's expression.He was unusually calm when he broke the wrist of the ass.It was like breaking a dead branch on his face.This is a real murderer.Compared to Liang Yong.They are like the most merciful monastic saints.

"Say, Who told you to plot against me?" Liang Yong repeated the last question, or forced the short man.

"Hero, spare your life, we have eyes that don't know Tarzan for offending you, please forgive me." The dwarf wept and begged for mercy.

"Don't say it." Liang sneered and stepped on his arm with the sole of his foot. The short man's arm was unusually twisted, but the short man didn't faint, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

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