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Chapter Forty-Three

"We met a master." Jiuhu felt as if his waist was about to break and looked at Yang Fei with horrified eyes.

He has followed Liu He for so many years and has been fighting and killing on the road. He has also developed some skills. Ordinary people are not his opponent at all.

But just now Yang Fei threw him away with his bare hands, and he had no power to resist.

"Hurry up and leave." Jiuhu shouted. He knew that if he continued to stay here, he would definitely be arrested by Yang Fei.

"Want to leave?" Yang Fei smiled slightly and swept towards him with one foot.

"Peng" Jiuhu felt a heavy blow to his abdomen, screamed, and then flew backwards, falling next to another burly man.

Yang Fei walked towards them and said: "Tooth for tooth, Liu He is indeed a gangster on the road, but it's a pity that he sent a group of losers here."

"This matter has nothing to do with Liu He. We came here voluntarily." Jiuhu shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fei pressed his cigarette butt against the left side of his face. The hot cigarette butt made a sizzling sound when it came into contact with his skin, and Jiuhu screamed.

"Liu He has raised a group of loyal dogs. I hope you can handle everything when the confession is taken." He did this just to resist everything. How could Yang Fei not know that?

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"Don't think that arresting us will threaten the boss. Nanjing is not the world of you so-called police, but the world of our Qinglong Gang. Let's wait and see, your whole family and your friends will die." Jiuhu laughed solemnly.

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"You talk too much." Yang Fei raised his foot and stepped on his thigh, and immediately the sound of broken bones was heard.

The good bones were crushed to pieces, and only Jiuhu himself knew the pain. The screams echoed in the ward.

The burly man next to him was speechless at this moment. Yang Fei was completely different from the special police they had encountered before, and the ruthlessness he showed could not be matched even by those of them who were just hanging out on the road.

"Go to the ward and see if there is anyone else." Wang Ting's voice sounded outside, and then a large number of special police officers rushed out from outside.

"Captain Wang Ting, I'll leave these two mad dogs to you." Yang Fei turned around and walked towards Wang Ting.

"If you want to catch me, there is no way. I will die with you." Jiuhu yelled ferociously, struggled to stand up, and slashed at Yang Fei's head with the weapon in his hand.

"Be careful!" This situation happened so suddenly, Lin Feng and the others shouted at the same time.

Yang Fei's expression remained unchanged, he raised his right hand without looking back and pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand.

"Peng" and "poof", one of them was the sound of a gunshot, and the other one was the sound of a bullet passing through his skull. Yang Fei's shot directly hit Jiuhu's head, and the other shot was a headshot.

Jiuhu's eyes widened. He was very unwilling. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something else, but he couldn't say it at all. He fell into a pool of blood, his body twitching and moving.

"Brother Jiuhu." The burly man who came with him shouted, looking at Yang Fei with anger and fear, and nodding his head to kill. This sentence is the most appropriate to describe Yang Fei.

He wanted to avenge Jiuhu, but when he saw Yang Fei killing Jiuhu just now, he gave up all his thoughts.

"Sorry, there is only one left now." Yang Fei seemed to be apologizing, but there was no apology on his face.


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