Chen Jiaju could swear to God that as a super policeman, he never dreamed that one day he would be in such a mess by a group of unworthy gangsters.
In the empty dead-end street, the six-meter-high wall is like a natural and isolated way of survival.
There were no weapons at hand, no escape route behind him, and in front of him were more than a dozen gangsters armed with sticks and even firearms.
"Anthony, this is the guy, this bastard broke my nose!"
Andrew pointed at Chen Jiaju, the malice in his eyes seeping out without reservation.
Anthony is a tall, strong white man. Seeing that he is surrounded by younger brothers and beauties, and is standing in the C position when he appears, I really want to get to know the eldest brother of this group.
This seemed very arrogant. After taking a look at Chen Jiaju's complexion, he actually lost interest in talking.
He asked directly: "What do you want to do?"
"I'm going to kill him!" Andrew almost screamed in excitement. He stared at Chen Jiaju, and amid the cheers of his companions behind him, he added: "But before that, I'm going to play with him."
!Brothers, bring up the ammunition we brought!”
"Oh oh oh!"
This group of hippies were like aphrodisiac monkeys, jumping up and down one by one and noisily delivering several boxes of beer bottles.
Andrew reached out and grabbed one, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly threw it to Anthony.
After Anthony took it, he glanced at Chen Jiaju who was a little worried, curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, and stretched his right hand back.
One of his subordinates handed over a baseball bat, which quickly created a circle of ripples.
Then, with the excited and expectant eyes of this group of people, Anthony gently threw the bottle away and hit it with a baseball.
The wine bottle flew out and rushed straight towards Chen Jiaju.
Chen Jiaju was facing the light, so his vision was very blurry, but with his powerful skills as a super policeman, he still managed to avoid the blow through his body instincts.
But the beer bottle was different from other things. When this thing hit the wall, it instantly turned into tiny pieces of glass flying everywhere.
Even if you hide one or two meters away, your skin can still be scratched by these broken glass.
Just this time, Chen Jiaju discovered with some horror that he was injured.
He reached out and touched his cheek, and there was a clear bloodstain on his hand.
Damn! What to do?
Chen Jiaju panicked a little. He turned around again and tried to find a point of support on the smooth wall.
Unfortunately, still found nothing.
The six-meter-high wall is actually not too high for him. As long as there is a springboard, he can easily jump up.
However, the dead end that was too clean became the straw that broke the camel's back.
Bump bump bump bump!
The beer bottles were shot one after another like a howitzer, and they shattered one after another. The fine glass particles were almost spread all over the floor, reflecting dazzling light under the light.
Although he dodged, none of the bullets hit him head-on, but the splash of glass fragments caused many small scratches on his body.
His breathing also began to become rapid, his physical strength was exhausted by the opponent, his steps began to become heavy, and even his reactions became a bit slower.
What's frightening is that the other party's nature has not diminished. Instead, he seems to be even more excited because of his embarrassment.
For some gangsters who are waiting to die, bullying the weak is obviously a very interesting game. The more embarrassed the other party behaves, the more excited they become.
It seems that only in this way can the meaning of existence be found.
Seeing Chen Jiaju's embarrassed appearance, Andrew shouted in disappointment: "What, where did the energy to beat us during the day go? Use your Kung Fu, bastard! You fell to the ground so easily, you and other yellow people are weak
What’s the difference between eggs?”
Someone next to me answered: "There is no difference! What does this mean?"
"Represents Andrew as an idiot whose nose was broken by a weakling!"
Someone answered loudly.
The others were amused at the same time, looking at Andrew with a bit of inexplicable weirdness in their eyes.
Andrew was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot, his face turned red from suppressing it, he pulled out the revolver from his waist, pointed it at Chen Jiaju and was about to shoot.
Anthony grabbed the gun and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to kill him! This bastard humiliated me!"
"Don't go crazy! Do you know what you are doing?" Anthony looked serious.
Seeing the boss speaking, the other people's voices gradually stopped and their emotions calmed down.
After calming down and seeing Chen Jiaju's tragic situation, I felt an inexplicable sympathy in my heart.
Several girls looked at each other, turned around and left
The rest of the gangsters didn't want to get into trouble.
Fighting is no big deal, and petty theft is no big deal. At most, he will be detained by the police for a day or two, and he will still be a good man when he comes out.
But murder is different. Murder requires jail time!
Everyone just comes together to have fun, and only fools want to get into trouble.
So, the rest of the hippies also wanted to leave quietly.
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the front.
"Everyone, who is Andrew Hopkins?"
A group of people looked over at the same time, and suddenly discovered that there was a person standing squarely on the six-meter-high wall.
He was smiling, his hair was neatly combed, he was wearing a straight suit, and he was holding a briefcase in his hand. His black leather shoes reflected silver light under the light, and he was obviously spotless.
They see this kind of dress almost every day, but only in front of high-end office buildings in the city center.
Such people appear out of place in alleys.
Especially the place where this person stands is really jaw-dropping.
How did this guy get up a wall over six meters high?
If he didn't get any answer as expected, Gao Ning was not in a hurry. He glanced down slightly and found that Chen Jiaju was already holding his knees with both hands and leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.
It is estimated that due to the strenuous exercise in a short period of time, his physical strength is on the verge of exhaustion.
His ears were also turned repeatedly, and the sound of civilization appeared under the close blast. Otherwise, he would not have reacted at all to such a clear voice at such a close distance.
The hippies were a little confused, and Andrew was a little irritable. He directly raised the small revolver in his hand and yelled at Gao Ning.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Louis, I'm here for today's supermarket business. It seems that this gentleman is Andrew Hopkins, right?"
Gao Ning smiled and his tone was relaxed and calm.
"So what?"
"Oh, it's nothing! Just some compensation!"
Gao Ning took out a document from his arms, showed it to a group of hippies from a distance, and said: "This is Miss Elaine's statistics. Regarding the list of items destroyed by Mr. Hopkins, let me see the amount.
Including compensation, the total is five thousand US dollars, how can I pay it?"
