Chapter 20 Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
"Miao Miao!"
Jiang Ye's steps were as fast as thunder, and he rushed to Lin Miaomiao as fast as an arrow from a full bow. He stretched out his hands and hugged Lin Miaomiao.
His speed was so fast, and his inertia seemed so strong, but when he hugged Lin Miaomiao, his strength was so light, as if he was carefully holding a soap bubble.
"dad!"
Xiao Miaomiao, who was picked up by Jiang Ye, cheered and jumped in the air.
"Dad, the bad guys are coming, let's run."
Her milky voice was filled with anxiety.
The sound entered his ears, like a warm current, spreading through Jiang Ye's limbs and bones. Every cell in his body was filled with unprecedented power.
He gently placed Lin Miaomiao behind him.
"Miaomiao, listen to daddy and close your eyes. Dad will take you away in a moment, okay?"
"But dad..."
"Dad will definitely deal with those bad guys, trust dad, okay?"
"good."
Lin Miaomiao obediently closed her eyes, but her slightly trembling eyelashes seemed to indicate that she was worried about the father she had finally met.
At this time, the three to four hundred elite soldiers brought by the Zhou brothers had already rushed towards Jiang Ye. They were yelling, fists and kicks, and they were like huge waves rising from the sky, hitting Jiang Ye.
Jiang Ye opened his arms and fluttered violently, like an eagle spreading its wings or a tiger descending from the mountain. A domineering aura spread out from him, and his eyes revealed an extremely firm belief:
Even if there are thousands of troops, don't even think of hurting a single hair of my daughter.
"ha!"
He punched out with a powerful and domineering air that he could defeat thousands of people. The force of this punch was so fierce that the sternum of the person he faced was shattered on the spot, and it flew backwards and knocked over four or five people.
But when one person fell, two or three others immediately filled the gap, and they attacked Jiang Ye more ferociously. From the perspective of the sky, Jiang Ye was completely surrounded by a huge black whirlpool. The whirlpool seemed endless and despairing.
Jiang Yeyi was not afraid, and swung his iron fists vertically and horizontally. When he was not moving, he was as steady as a strong pine tree, and when he was moving, his steps were like thunder. He firmly protected Lin Miaomiao. For three minutes, there were hundreds of elites around him, but no one could see him.
One person can break through the defense line.
Brothers Zhou Zhengcai and Zhou Zhenghao were dumbfounded to see how brave he was.
On that day, one hundred elite members of the Zhou family were defeated by Jiang Ye's subordinates Tongshan and A'Sui, but Jiang Ye did not take action from beginning to end. They knew that Jiang Ye, as the master of Tongshan and A'Sui, must be stronger, so they went out of their way to be on the safe side.
I used all my abilities to find these three to four hundred elites.
It was expected that no matter how powerful Jiang Ye was, it would be impossible for one person to defeat these three to four hundred top-notch masters whose strength was comparable to that of special forces. Who would have thought that Jiang Ye's combat power would be so terrifying? This is simply not a human being, but a monster, a monster!
Involuntarily, Zhou Zhengcai looked at the two old men beside him. They were good friends of the old man of the Zhou family. One was named Mr. Mo Da and the other was named Mr. Mo Er. They were both old martial artists who were obsessed with martial arts and had developed strong martial arts skills.
.
Zhou Zhengcai once saw with his own eyes that Mr. Mo Er was so lucky that he left a footprint on the marble floor with one foot. He was shocked at the time. These two people were specially invited by his brother to act as insurance.
Sensing the look in his eyes, Mr. Mo Er said calmly: This guy is indeed very skilled, but don't worry, there are so many people here, he won't be able to survive."
Zhou Zhengcai felt relieved after hearing this, but Zhou Zhenghao shouted loudly: "Beat that little bastard!"
Mr. Mo Da and Mr. Mo Er both frowned. Zhou Zhenghao had just tortured a four-year-old girl, and they were already dissatisfied. Now when three to four hundred people were besieging Jiang Ye, he actually let his men attack a little girl. Well,
Let Jiang Ye be distracted.
These methods are really too cheap.
But seeing those men get the order, half of them immediately changed their targets and attacked Lin Miaomiao.
At this moment, Jiang Ye was immediately stretched. After all, he was alone. He had to do his best not to fall in the face of so many enemies. Now he had to protect Lin Miaomiao from being hurt from all directions. After all, he only had one pair of fists.
Two legs.
He attacked an enemy, and immediately two enemies attacked Lin Miaomiao. He had to turn around to protect Lin Miaomiao. The people behind him naturally took this opportunity to launch a fierce attack. There were fists and kicks from all directions, and Jiang Ye fell into a desperate situation.
Dangerous situation.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Jiang Ye was struck one after another. Powerful fists and legs struck him like raindrops. He seemed to have turned into a sandbag, being beaten in turn by hundreds of people.
His clothes became tattered, and there were footprints everywhere on his body, but he tensed every muscle and stood there firmly, gritting his teeth and not making a sound that worried Lin Miaomiao. No matter how strong the wind was from east to west, north and south,
I remain unmoved!
One person, two people, three people, five people, ten people, twenty people, fifty people...
Seven minutes passed, and hundreds of first-class masters fell down one after another, but Jiang Ye was still standing there. Although his body was riddled with holes, Lin Miaomiao was not injured at all, and he was not injured at all.
Falling posture.
Looking at this posture, it seems that if another hundred people fall under his iron fist, or even five hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand people, he will still stand firm. Even if he is besieged for another ten minutes, one hour, or ten hours