The muscular man didn’t even have the slightest time to react, and was picked up by Li Juezhou like a little chicken.
His throat was tightly strangled, and he had no strength left to resist. His mouth was wide and his tongue was sticking out. His face was full of panic.
Li Juezhou's face was as cold as frost, and there was no warmth in his eyes. He tightened his fingers, feeling as if he was going to twist the muscular man's neck off in the next moment.
"Did you just scold my girlfriend?" Li Juezhou said coldly, his voice as scary as a ghost.
"I... didn't... have..." Hengrou Man struggled to squeeze out a few words to deny.
Li Juezhou glanced at him with disgust. After seeing that the ruthless man was rolling his eyes and gasping for air, he still had some restraint and let go and threw him to the ground.
The accomplices of Hengrou Man were all frightened by Li Juezhou's actions. Their boss was a fat man of 160 years old after all, but this man could actually carry it without any effort.
Li Juezhou took off his leather jacket, frowned slightly, and slowly wiped his palms bit by bit.
Without even raising his eyelids, he said in a commanding tone: "I don't want to dirty my hands with a hundred slaps. Should you do it yourself, or should I have someone do it?"
The rugged man finally took a breath and was coughing violently while covering his chest. When he heard Li Juezhou's words, he almost lost his breath after coughing.
"Are you all dead? I've been strung up on my neck and shit, and you're still indifferent. Go ahead and kill this brat!"
After the tough guy coughed a few times, he yelled at the people around him.
The others clenched their fists and wanted to rush forward, but they all gave up after meeting Li Juezhou's stern eyes.
To put it bluntly, they just use people's money to do things for others, and they don't have the recklessness of desperadoes to risk everything.
After wiping every finger in place, Li Juezhou casually threw his leather jacket on the ground, raised his head and scanned the people in front of him.
"The police have been called. Just squat here and wait for the police car to pick you up."
Police car? He actually called the police!
At this time, a few people who had been restrained and did not dare to move suddenly thought of knocking Li Juezhou unconscious.
If they are caught by the police, they are doomed!
This time, several people had a tacit understanding. Without waiting for anyone to give orders, they roared deeply and then clenched their fists and swung at Li Juezhou.
"I told you, I don't want to do anything." Li Juezhou put his hands in his pockets, his tongue touched his back molars, and his face had a scornful look that he had never seen before.
He slowly took a few steps back. When those people rushed up, he lowered his body slightly, then pushed his heels on the ground for help, turned around, and hit two fierce faces with a perfect roundhouse kick. After landing on the ground, he swept his long legs across and then retracted his pedals. The two people were knocked to the ground one after another.
During the whole process, Li Juezhou's hands remained in his pockets, and not even a hair was messy.
Seeing that something was wrong, the handsome man didn't dare to be so arrogant anymore, and was so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head.
Li Juezhou stepped forward, his tall body looking very scary under the moonlight.
"A hundred slaps in the face, do you do it yourself, or do you let me do it myself?"
A hundred slaps on the face, that person must be beaten to death?
Just thinking about it makes the fat man's lips tremble.
He kept his head buried, but the moment he saw the toes of Li Juezhou's shoes, he suddenly felt like killing someone.
He is just a young boy, how can he be bullied?
With a vicious light flashing in his eyes, he took out a folding knife and stabbed Li Juezhou in the knee: "Go to hell!"
Li Juezhou had already noticed the cold light coming from the back of the knife.
He was faster than the tough guy. Before the knife could be stabbed at him, he kicked the man in the chest and knocked him over.
Li Juezhou bent down, picked up the knife that fell on the ground, and played with it in his hand, stepping closer to the meaty man.
The rugged man was forced to keep crawling back. The moment the tip of the knife touched the skin of his neck, fear swallowed him up like a tide. His throat was tight and he couldn't say a word.
"Li Juezhou, impulsiveness is the devil, I didn't let you kill anyone!"
Hearing Sang Ning's voice, Li Juezhou calmly took back his folding knife and threw it towards the lake.
Then he turned to look at Sang Ning, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in an innocent tone: "Don't worry, it's just self-defense."
Sang Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I'm afraid that if you kill someone in passion, it won't be easy to explain when the police come later."
The rugged man could feel warm blood oozing from his neck. His whole body felt weak and he collapsed completely to the ground.
Just when he finally thought he had escaped, he saw Li Juezhou bending down, lowering his voice and threatening at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "A hundred slaps in the face."
The handsome man was trembling all over again. Li Juezhou was more ruthless than him and even more desperate for his life. He really couldn't afford to offend him.
Even though his body was as soft as a puddle of mud, the tough guy still trembled and sat up on his knees, raised his hand from side to side and slapped him in the face.
Fan and count at the same time.
"One, two, three..."
Seeing that the boss had surrendered, the others lost the courage to fight with Li Juezhou. They exchanged glances and wondered what they should do next.
Just when I was scared and confused, I heard Li Juezhou say coldly: "Squat in a row with your head in your hands. Don't move until the police arrive!"
Several people have lost their backbone, and now they listen to whoever says what.
I originally thought that everything would be fine if I just squatted down, but I didn't know who screamed first. When I looked up, I saw that their boss had been kicked over.
The tough guy looked aggrieved and cried, "I've already started slapping myself, why don't you let me go?"
Sang Ning stepped on his chest, grinded it hard a few times, and said sullenly: "What did you do to Wenjiu?"
"Conscience of heaven and earth, we just stunned her. Before we could do anything, you ruined her good deeds——"
The henchman hurriedly defended himself, and after realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he suddenly stopped: "Ah, no, no, no, it was you who stopped the evil act!"
Sang Ning carries Wenjiu behind her back. Wenjiu is still in a coma at the moment, and his hands hang helplessly in front of Sang Ning.
Just now, she kicked the meaty man hard, causing Wenjiu to slip a little from behind her.
Sang Ning pushed the person up with all her strength, and then looked at Li Juezhou: "I'll leave this to you. I'll take Xiaojiu to the hospital first."
Li Juezhou raised his hand, trying to stop something: "I've already called an ambulance——"
"No, the ambulance is not as fast as me!" Sang Ning objected without thinking. No matter how fast the ambulance drives, can it be faster than her on a motorcycle?
"I called an express ambulance. It will arrive in fifteen minutes at most."
Sang Ning was confused. Ambulances are divided into express classes? This is the first time I heard about it.
Li Juezhou raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Wait a minute, it should be soon. She won't feel comfortable if you let her ride a motorcycle."