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Chapter 882

Chapter 882

When she got out of the car and saw Jiang Zhihao, she was also stunned. She never expected to see this man again at this time.

It turned out to be really him...what a coincidence.

There was a crashing sound next to her. Yan Jiani turned around and turned pale. She saw a group of people taking out weapons such as steel rods from the car. Some even had daggers on their waists, or were holding knives on their waists.

There are steel sleeves on the fingers.

Several tall and sturdy men jumped out of an off-road vehicle. They had a very strong aura about them, and it looked like they had been professionally trained.

Even Jiang Zhihao can feel the pressure from such a group of people.

But he didn't retreat because it was too late to retreat now. The most important thing was that Yan Jiani and Tang Difei were together, which Jiang Zhihao couldn't accept.

Even though it was still some time before Yan Jiani's accident happened, Jiang Zhihao felt very unhappy when he saw the two of them standing together.

"They are coming for me, you go first." Jiang Zhihao whispered.

"I don't want it! Let's go together!" Zhu Meizhen held on to his arm tightly.

"Don't worry, neither of you can leave today. I'll give you a chance. Get in the car honestly, and let's find a quieter place to talk about things. If you have fun talking, you still have a chance of survival."

Tang Difei said.

He looked like he had a chance to win and looked confident.

It's no wonder, judging from the apparent comparison of combat effectiveness, their side has an absolute advantage.

Not to mention that Jiang Zhihao only seems to have an average figure, even if he has muscles like a Terminator, he can't stand up to so many people taking turns to fight.

Qin Pengzhe walked forward with a sneer, pointed at Jiang Zhihao and said: "I didn't expect that we would meet so soon! Aren't you very arrogant? Let me see if you are more arrogant?"

With that said, Qin Pengzhe stepped forward and kicked Jiang Zhihao in the belly.

In his opinion, his kick would definitely hit him, and in such a situation, no one would dare to fight back.

But he misjudged his own strength and underestimated the temper of a once powerful man.

Not to mention that Tang Difei and others only had a superficial advantage. Even if the knife was placed on his neck, Jiang Zhihao would not frown, so how could he stand there and be beaten.

When Qin Pengzhe kicked him, Jiang Zhihao dodged away, then grabbed his ankle and twisted it hard.

There was a crisp click, Qin Pengzhe screamed, and his ankle was twisted into a weird angle.

Jiang Zhihao whipped him in the face, kicking the guy's head and hitting it directly on the concrete floor, causing his head to bleed immediately.

"It seems that you haven't learned a lesson, and you haven't asked your dad that question." Jiang Zhihao looked up at Tang Difei and others coldly, and said, "If you want to fight, come on. You may not dare to kill people in the street, but

As long as I don't die, I will cripple people with my hands."

Language is never the main means of intimidating people. Only when paired with real examples can its power be highlighted.

Just like now, Qin Pengzhe is lying on the ground with blood on his face, his ankles twisted, and his miserable appearance makes people shudder.

These second-generation rich people are usually good at beating people to death, but none of them would cleanly break someone's ankle like Jiang Zhihao.

This method was so professional that even those strong men looked solemn and felt a great pressure.

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