Jiang Zhihao pushed Zhu Meizhen behind him with one hand to protect him, and grabbed the neck of the man on the left with the other hand, and slammed him towards the card table.
The hard wooden card table collided with his forehead, making a loud noise. The man groaned and was knocked unconscious.
Jiang Zhihao himself was hit by Qin Pengzhe's chair and staggered.
But he had received certain training and could react more easily than ordinary people. Even though there was pain in his right arm, he still quickly kicked Qin Pengzhe's waist.
At the same time, he used his strength to jump in front of another man and hit that man in the belly with his knee.
The man's eyes widened, he fell down in pain while holding his stomach, and kept vomiting dirty things in his mouth.
Qin Pengzhe cursed and rushed forward again.
In the end, Jiang Zhihao grabbed his arm, threw him cleanly over his shoulder, and knocked the guy to the ground.
Qin Pengzhe made a sound of pain, but couldn't stand up. Jiang Zhihao kicked him in the face without mercy, and then stepped on his head hard.
The last man was standing there with a stick in his hand, seemingly frightened by the beating.
They are just the rich second generation, not professional fighting experts. How have you ever seen such people who can fight four or five people at once?
Moreover, Jiang Zhihao's movements are sharp, and he looks like he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he is by no means an ordinary person.
The higher up people are, the clearer they are about who they can't mess with in this world. Maybe they can't see it at first, but they can see it after they take action.
The man didn't move, and Jiang Zhihao ignored him. He only looked down at Qin Pengzhe, who was being stepped on by his feet. Slowly rubbing his shoulders, Jiang Zhihao said, "Young Master Qin, why are you so aggressive?"
Qin Pengzhe was also quite tough. He was so embarrassed and annoyed when he was stepped on that he cursed: "You either have to kill me or I won't let you go!"
Jiang Zhihao removed his feet from his face, then squatted down and whispered: "Go home and ask your dad how many additional loans Jiangcheng's four major real estate companies plan to approve. Ask this question clearly, and you won't deal with me again.
Late."
Qin Pengzhe thought that Jiang Zhihao wanted to borrow the loan, so he immediately yelled: "You will never get a penny from my dad in your life!"
Jiang Zhihao smiled and shook his head. He really had no interest in dealing with such an idiot anymore.
At this time, Zhu Meizhen suddenly screamed: "Be careful!"
She quickly tried to block Jiang Zhihao, and Jiang Zhihao reacted quickly, reaching out to pull her away while holding the attacker's wrist with his other hand.
Looking at the dagger that had pierced his clothes and made even his skin feel cold, coldness quickly rose in Jiang Zhihao's eyes.
Jiang Zhihao snatched the dagger from the opponent's hand and used a grappling technique to break the wrist of this woman who was the only one who had the courage to take action but who was more ruthless than the man.
The charming woman screamed, and Jiang Zhihao slapped her hard without mercy, and then kicked her several meters away.
"Women shouldn't wield swords or guns. Next time, it won't just be as simple as breaking your hand!" Jiang Zhihao said coldly.
After that, he pulled Zhu Meizhen and said, "Let's go."
Zhu Meizhen looked at the group of people lying on the ground, then bit her lip and left here with Jiang Zhihao.
After leaving the room, she immediately said: "Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, I didn't know he was that kind of person... When we played together before, I thought he was quite polite."