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It was relatively desolate here, and there were no pedestrians on the road. The taxi was driving very fast. Jiang Hua had no choice but to jump out of the car to escape, but when he pulled the door handle, he was actually locked to death by the driver.

"Man, the car is still running. Don't open the door, otherwise I can't guarantee your safety."

This guy clearly saw Jiang Hua's little moves in the rearview mirror, and even used a sinister tone to stimulate Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua is also angry. I have never experienced any big storms. I will see what tricks you can play today.

The taxi swerved in front of a dilapidated small building, then stopped steadily, and the guy ran out with a quick step.

A few losers also walked out of the building, some black and white, some holding baseball bats, and some with bulging bags on their waists, obviously carrying someone.

The driver said as if to show his merit: "Boss Hus, I have captured another flower grower."

The leading guy said with a smile on his face: "Well done, we can't finish the orders in the factory now. Every more person means more Mane."

The guy with the baseball bat walked up to the car, opened the door, used the baseball bat to quietly hit the roof of the car, and threatened in a vicious voice: "Come out, you bastard, your good days are coming."

Jiang Hua got out of the back seat with his waist crotched and looked at the people in front of him. From what he just said, he could tell that these guys were arresting people for the sweatshops that ugly people often criticize.

In the past, Jiang Hua only knew that they were arresting stowaways, but he didn't expect that these guys were bold enough to arrest people directly on the street.

The Hussite boss looked at Jiang Hua and said with a smile: "Look, this Asian boss is so scared. Will he cry for his mother in a while?"

"Hahaha."

The driver said with a smile: "Boy, I helped you find a job, you don't have to thank me."

Jiang Hua shrugged: "Thank you, I don't need this job."

Hu Si stood in front of Jiang Hua. This guy was almost 1.9 meters tall and looked down at Jiang Hua.

"Believe me, you will need this job and you will be so grateful to me that you will get down on your knees and lick my toes."

The man with the baseball bat pressed the stick against Jiang Hua's neck and reached out to grab his arm. Jiang Hua grabbed his wrist and struggled, carrying the guy and causing him to fall over.

Hus reacted relatively quickly, stepped back a little, took out a pistol from his waist, loaded it like lightning, and pointed it at Jiang Hua.

"Asshole, put your hands up for me."

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Jiang Hua still felt a little nervous, and slowly raised his hanging hands.

Next to Hu Si, a young man holding a dagger walked towards Jiang Hua with a long dagger.

They believed that under gunpoint, Jiang Hua should not dare to make any drastic reaction.

However, the younger brother who came over gave Jiang Hua an opportunity to take advantage of him. Jiang Hua ducked in front of the younger brother, blocking the muzzle of the gun with his body.

Jiang Hua took the opportunity to take out Xiao Jiang's flying knives from the space, which he had not used for a long time. Swish, swish, three flying knives flew out, and the wrists of the three people holding the guns were shot through by the flying knives.

The three guns landed one after another, and the rest was Jiang Hua's performance time. Jiang Hua first raised his elbow and hit the young gangster in front of him on the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Hua rushed forward with a quick step, raised his foot, and the sole of the size 43 shoe was printed on Hus's big face, and Yagan was knocked unconscious.

The remaining gangsters were at a loss without the leader Yang Xue. Jiang Hua picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at them: "Squat down, or I will shoot you to pieces."

This threat was so serious that the gangsters squatted down with their heads in their hands. This posture was too familiar to them.

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Be patient, it may hurt a little."

Before these people could realize what this sentence meant, Jiang Hua had already kicked them one by one, knocking them unconscious.

Holding a gun, Jiang Hua rushed into the house and looked at each room. Except for a sleeping black beauty, there was no one else.

Facing this sleeping black beauty, Jiang Hua showed no mercy and kicked her unconscious without hesitation.

Then Jiang Hua came out, dragged the people at the door into the hall, then found ropes and tied them up one by one, and piled them in the living room, including the exaggeratedly dressed Black Pearl, who was also tied up and piled together by Jiang Hua.

After the scene was taken care of and he no longer had any worries, Jiang Hua started rummaging around the house.

There were two pistols and some ammunition. Unexpectedly, Jiang Hua rummaged through the box under the bed and found an MP5. This was a good thing.

Jiang Hua unceremoniously took these goodies into his own space. He also had some money, scattered about tens of thousands of pieces, and some flour and pickles. He put the money away, because there was no need for the flour and pickles.

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When he came to the living room, Jiang Hua splashed water on the unconscious people, took a 1911, and sat on the sofa opposite them.

"Hus, I think you should also understand that this is the point where you pay for your life."

Hus was a fastidious person and gritted his teeth and said: "I don't have any money. All the money is deposited in the bank. This house is only a few thousand in total."

Jiang Hua said with a faint smile: "In the bank, my God, I didn't realize that you are still a legal taxpayer of this ugly country."

Jiang Hua waved his pistol and said, "But since you have no money, you have no need to live."

Hus gritted his teeth and said: "Coward, in all these years, I have never seen a flower grower kill anyone. I bet you don't dare."

Jiang Hua aimed his gun back and forth among them. Except for Hu Si, everyone who was pointed at by the gun was frightened.

The black beauty was the most timid and shouted: "Spare me, I know where his money is?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "That's very good, madam. If you speak out boldly, you will win the chance of survival."

Black Beauty said in horror: "There is a safe behind the refrigerator in the kitchen, and the money is there."

Jiang Hua praised: "Well done."

Hus looked at the black beauty and cursed: "Biao/Zi, you are finished, I will kill you."

Jiang took out the tape he had just found, covered their mouths, then walked into the kitchen, put on gloves and moved the refrigerator away. Sure enough, there was a safe.

Jiang Hua put the safe into the space, then walked out and saw Hu Si struggling to move out.

Grabbing his feet, Jiang Hua dragged him back and threw him into the crowd again.

After tearing off the tape on his mouth, Jiang Hua smiled and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Asshole, I will kill you. You can't run away. This is my territory."


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