The taxi driver had never seen such a process of kidnapping people in broad daylight, so he drove away quickly.
Wang Yingjun, who had fainted, was lying on the back seat of the vehicle.
Kong Lijie was sitting in the passenger seat, looking back at her pretty face with a proud look on his face.
"If you don't agree with me, you'll be asking for trouble! I'll let you gain experience later and know what reality is! If you like men, I'll give you more men!"
When Wang Yingjun was kidnapped, Jiang Zhihao also came to the beach shop.
As soon as I took out the key and prepared to open the door, I heard a rush of footsteps from behind.
Turning around, he saw dozens of people rushing towards him with sticks in their hands.
Jiang Zhihao's heart trembled, and he grabbed the flower pot at the door of the store and smashed it without thinking.
The two people at the front were smashed and their heads were bleeding, but the others were aroused and rushed over while cursing.
No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot defeat dozens of people armed with weapons.
Besides, Jiang Zhihao was not considered a top fighting expert. After containing the opponent's first wave of momentum, he quickly opened the store door and ran in.
The store is very crowded, and the middle aisle can accommodate up to three people walking at the same time.
With his back against the wall, Jiang Zhihao grabbed the shovel he was using to loosen the soil and mercilessly hit the enemy at the front.
These people had some experience and did not dare to rush too fast. They wanted to keep a little distance and take advantage of the large number of people to knock out the weapons in Jiang Zhihao's hands first.
But there were too many people behind, and they kept pushing forward, and they couldn't stop even if they wanted to.
The shovel in Jiang Zhihao's hand cut into their bodies like a scraper, causing several of them to scream in pain.
The people behind were yelling and waving their weapons. Although they got hit a few times, it was still better than being surrounded by dozens of people at the same time.
With Jiang Zhihao's skill, he could still carry the attacks of the six people in front of him.
Moreover, he also pulled one of them to serve as a meat pad, and most of the attacks fell on this man, beating him to a bloody head.
When the people behind saw this scene, they did not dare to act rashly.
Someone scolded: "Come out if you are a fucking man!"
"Yes! Come out, I will kill you!"
Jiang Zhihao grabbed the unconscious person in front of him with one hand to resist possible attacks. At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why are you attacking me?"
"Who? Who the hell did you offend? You don't have a clue?" someone said.
Jiang Zhihao reacted immediately: "Did Kong Lijie call you here?"
"Why do you talk so much nonsense to him? Fuck him!" someone shouted.
These people swarmed up, some tried to break the window from behind, and some were throwing flower pots and shelves out of the house, trying to clear enough space.
Jiang Zhihao understood that if he continued to stay here and wait for death, the final result would definitely not be much better.
Before the other party could attack him, he quickly took out his cell phone and called Kong Dehao.
But Kong Dehao didn't know what he was doing, so he deliberately didn't answer the phone. No one answered the phone after ringing for a long time.
Jiang Zhihao cursed secretly and without any further hesitation, he pulled down the man who had poked his head in through the broken window and kicked him hard on the neck.
The man immediately rolled his eyes and passed out.
Then, Jiang Zhihao threw the person in his hand forward, pushed down several flower shelves to block him, and then jumped out of the broken window.