The people in Nevada City are really simple and honest.
Ai Liang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Before Ai Liang could sigh for a few seconds, something more simple and simple happened.
A group of people blocked his way at the entrance of the alley.
There were seven people, each holding a stick, and the leader was none other than Shoupi, a fat man.
Shoupi's eyes immediately became sharp when he saw Ai Liang.
"superior."
Without any nonsense, at Shopi's order, the other six people swarmed up and followed the guy towards Ai Liang.
These gangsters didn't even know what it meant to be merciful, so they all greeted Ai Liang fiercely.
Since the other party wants to beat him to death, it doesn't matter if he goes a little too far.
Facing six people at the same time, Ai Liang was neither nervous nor panicked.
Their movements looked pitifully slow in Ai Liang's eyes.
The broad palm grasped the wrist of the gangster at the front like an iron pincer, which was about to be thrown away.
Click.
Ai Liang stretched out his hand to catch the falling stick and threw it at the upper left side of the right gangster's abdomen.
There is the spleen.
Then a moon-shaped movement hit him on the back of his neck.
Before the gangster on the left rushed forward, Ai Liang pulled the guy whose wrist was twisted in front of him to block the blow, then pressed his chest and pushed hard, knocking down both of them.
Whoosh!
Ai Liang lowered his body to avoid the swing of the stick, which made a sound of breaking wind, and hit the opponent's abdomen with an uppercut.
The boy's eyes widened and he felt his hands and feet trembling and his whole body's organs trembling.
"Well, wow..."
The gangster who received an uppercut covered his abdomen and fell sideways to the ground. He only let out a grunt and then lost his voice.
The turbulence in his abdomen prevented him from uttering any moans and he wanted to vomit, but his organs would twitch so violently with just a little force that he couldn't muster any energy to vomit on his own initiative.
I could only curl up and squeeze the vomit out of my throat with my trembling thighs.
The person at the back didn't realize what was happening.
In just a few seconds, all his companions fell to the ground.
When he looked away from his fallen comrade, the sudden appearance of the shoe soles quickly enlarged.
Clang.
The gangster broke over the trash can and dumped out a pile of garbage.
A can bounced to Shoupi's feet, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.
Shoupi planned to appreciate Ai Liang's miserable appearance, but the reality made him wonder if he had suffered a big knock.
When Ai Liang turned his attention to Shoupi, the latter shuddered and ran away without the slightest bit of brotherly demeanor.
With more than 200 kilograms of skinny skin, he runs like a hippopotamus.
Shoupi rushed for about twenty meters, and suddenly something hit the crook of his leg, causing him to stumble.
It was the coin Ai Liang threw out.
Ai Liang kicked forward like a tiger, clasping the skinny arm from under the arm with one hand, and pressing the five fingers of the other hand against his lower back, directly lifting the fat man up from behind.
Puff, bang!
The fat belly collided with the ground, causing waves of flesh.
The glass on both sides of the street trembled as the skin fell to the ground.
It can only be said that being fat also has its advantages. The cans next to it were shaken, but Shoupi's body did not suffer much damage except that his brain was a little confused.
Shoupi reacted and immediately begged for mercy: "Brother! Brother! I was wrong! Spare me!"
Ai Liang didn't listen to Shoupi's explanation and pressed him to the ground with his knees, unable to get up. He held down his head and smashed him to the ground.
Once, twice, three times.
The blood spurting from his nostrils covered Slim's face, and the wounds caused by friction on the ground made him look extremely miserable.
At this moment, Ai Liang felt an impulse in his heart.
He suddenly wanted to see if a person's head could be extracted together with the cervical vertebrae...
As he thought about it, Ai Liang's palms unconsciously exerted force, causing his skinny skin to scream in pain.
This feeling was so strange that Ai Liang couldn't explain it clearly. He only knew that he didn't have this impulse because of the skinny guy looking for trouble.
Ai Liang has no murderous intention towards Shoupi, nor does he care about Shoupi's revenge.
This impulse is like pouring boiling water into an ant nest and watching the ants flee.
There was no reason, no purpose, just a whim and I happened to be able to do it, so I came up with the idea of giving it a try.
Just as a child is indifferent to ants, Ai Liang is also indifferent to human beings deep in his heart.
It's just that Ai Liang hasn't realized this yet.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Shoupi's pitiful cry attracted many onlookers.
As early as when Shoupi brought people to Erjie Alley in an aggressive manner, many people followed him with the mentality of watching the fun.
Ai Liang tortured the skinny girl in the street, and the number of onlookers increased several times.
No one came to start a fight, everyone was watching the fun.
Ai Liang let go of Shopi and did not take action to realize the sudden idea.
Just when Shopi thought he was saved, a huge force stepped on his calf.
"Eh?"
Click.
"Ah...ah! Ahhh!!! Legs! Legs!"
Ai Liang ignored Xianpi's wailing and repeated his old trick of trampling off his other leg.
"Just now in the alley, the men under your command were trying to kill me. It seems that you and your men do this kind of thing often."
Ai Liang walked around to Shopi, bent down and grabbed his head to look at her: "Obviously it was me who saved you, but you repaid me with kindness and led a group of people to cripple me. I interrupted you two."
Is one leg too much?"
Looking at Ai Liang's innocent expression without any change, Xiaopi couldn't stop trembling.
To the people of Fish Street, maiming or directly killing people is not scary.
The scary thing is that the perpetrator acted indifferently throughout the entire process, as if he was eating and drinking.
Such people are rare even in Fish Street. They are either crazy or lunatics who don't care about human life.
Tears gradually blurred Shoupi's eyes, making it difficult for him to see clearly the expression on Ai Liang's face, but Ai Liang could feel the strong regret and fear coming from Shoupi.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence. If you want to continue to seek revenge from me, I don't mind, but next time I will trample your hands and feet into bones.
I still have things to do next, so I won’t waste time with you. I hope you can change your mind and become a good person in the future, or at least stop doing this kind of thing of repaying kindness with enmity."
Ai Liang let go of his skinny hair and stood up and walked towards the entrance of Fish Street.
The crowd of onlookers immediately made way for a passage, and no one dared to stand in front of this ruthless man who had just trampled on someone else's legs.
'Hahahaha, this is the right thing. I've long been unhappy with that fat pig, but your attack was too light. It's nothing if you just break two legs.'
It's rare to be happy once in the dark.
"My purpose is to establish prestige and fame, not to take revenge. If I'm too harsh, it would be too much."
Ai Liang took in all the people around him and said, "Although it takes a lot of background to get around, being able to play a profession like bounty hunter is definitely a plus."
"In a place that only believes in power and boxing, this can save a lot of unnecessary troubles in the future."