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Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

Click! Click! Click!

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Among the crowd, Wang Le punched and kicked, and his moves were not lost. Those people were like targets that took the initiative to get up. (Country)$(Village)$(Small)$(Say)$(Net)$(Net)xiang-cun-xiao-shuo first launch at high speed!

No matter whether you hold a murder weapon in your hand or have a high body, your arms are long and powerful, you can't get close to Wang Le's body, let alone defeat Mr. Wang.

I saw someone and a stick flying in the air and then falling to the ground. Some people were treated as sandbags by Wang Le, and kept punching them, like falling leaves that were destroyed in the wind, swaying, and then lying to the ground, half dead and unconscious.

For a moment, the sound of the murder weapon hitting the ground, the screams of the people rising and falling, and the sound of bones being broken and hammered, echoing endlessly on the road with sunny morning.

Wang Le, who had already taken off his white short-sleeved shirt, was half naked. Because of the boxing and kicking exercise, he was covered with sweat. Under the sunlight, the purple-gold dragon tattoo appeared vividly, ferocious and domineering. Those who were watching would feel frightened when they looked at it more.

In less than two minutes, more than a dozen people besieging Wang Le collapsed to the ground, looking very quiet and without making any moans.

Because all of these people were hit by Wang Le and fell into coma.

The young man who had never stepped forward to help the battle and was carrying a moxie-shaped head, had completely woken up from his hangover, and the drink was dissipated from his body's capillary pores with cold sweat.

Wang Le kicked the guy who was lying on the ground in a coma and kicked away, then slowly walked to the young man with a dry head shape. Pen`￥` `￥` `￥` ` `￥` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `

"You hooligan, you're done, you're dead, you're ready to sit in the prison!"

"My dad is Zhao Wenbin!"

The young man with a moxi-shaped head was yelling when he saw Wang Le with an expression in front of him.

In his opinion, a person who takes a taxi and has a tattoo of Qinglong must be a little hooligan who is on the edge of society, but he is only very skilled, so at this time, he still has the courage to say threatening words.

The three traffic police officers could no longer hold back and hurriedly ran over. One of them looked at Wang Le with a disgust and scolded him sternly: "What do you want to do? Hold your head with your hands quickly and squat down and don't move!"

Wang Le showed a sarcastic look and looked at the three traffic policemen. Just as he was about to speak, he saw his Q7 car coming here.

"You three are not contract workers, what are the auxiliary policemen?" Wang Le asked with a slight smile.

"Uh!" The three traffic police were stunned at first, and then they realized that the second-rate man in front of them was mocking them!

Suddenly, his face turned red and white. Before they could be angry, Wang Le saw his fingers at the three of them and said one by one: "It's really a piece of rat shit that ruins a pot of porridge, and there are still three!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xiyan and Chen Sheng had already got out of the car and ran over.

Then Wang Le continued to point fingers at the three of them with a gloomy face, and sneered in a cold voice: "Hey, I won't take off your skin today, I'm sorry to the country!"

After saying that, Wang Le looked at Chen Sheng who had just arrived and asked, "Uncle Chen, have you heard all of this?"

Chen Sheng didn't ask the reason, and nodded without thinking about it and replied: "I know how to do it."

Suddenly, as soon as Chen Sheng finished speaking, Wang Le suddenly kicked and kicked Moxi's young man with a dry head shape on the cheek.

"ah!"

The young man screamed, and his cheek bone was immediately kicked to pieces by Wang Le!

"I keep talking nonstop, it's so annoying. So what if your father is called Zhao Wenbin? My father-in-law is Mu Zhengnan, and my father or Xiao Yuanfang, fuck!"

Wang Le said with disdain, which made Mu Xiyan, who was standing next to her, burst into laughter.

Chen Sheng looked even more weird, and he wanted to laugh but couldn't. It was the first time he saw Wang Le playing with a young man's temper.

Before this, Wang Le gave him the impression that he was gentle and polite, and he was mature and of course, and his perverted appearance when he was fighting with others was unforgettable.

When the three traffic police officers next to him heard Wang Le say Mu Zhengnan and Xiao Yuanfang, they almost pissed their pants live.

"Why, I know I'm afraid?"

Wang Le changed the gloomy look on his face, looked at the three traffic policemen, and asked with a smile.

After pausing, Wang Le asked and answered, "It's too late, wait for the skin to peel you, a bunch of scum!"

Then Wang Le quickly walked towards his q7.

After getting in the car, Wang Le took out five stacks of RMB from the Fayan space and put them in a black plastic bag, and then got out of the car.

"Uncle Chen, please help send the driver to the hospital. There is still 50,000 yuan here. After all, the car has been crashed, so it is not easy to make a living. If you can help you with the slightest, you will help."

Wang Le handed Chen Sheng the plastic bag containing money in his hand, and said as he pointed his finger at the driver lying on the curb, and was still unconscious.

Immediately, Wang Le did not forget to add, "War these bad guys, don't bully the weak and be afraid of the strong, and dare not come to me, and go to trouble this driver at that time."

"Don't worry, I'll deal with the next thing here. You and Xiyan should leave quickly. After all, there are more and more people watching here." Chen Sheng took the plastic bag and said.

After a pause, Chen Sheng swept his eyes and collapsed to the ground, and more than a dozen people who had fallen into a coma, then asked Wang Le: "These people can't die, right?"

Wang Le smiled and replied, "It's okay, I'll just stay in the hospital bed for a month or two at most. Just treat them as emptying their bodies for alcohol and sex."

Chen Sheng smiled, then took out his cell phone and started contacting the person for the aftermath.

Seeing this, Wang Le first found his blood-stained short-sleeved shirt on the ground, then took Mu Xiyan's hand and left the scene of the accident, got into his Q7 car, and drove to Lianyayuan.

"Wang Le, did you hurt your body?"

On the way, Mu Xiyan, who was sitting on the passenger seat, was still worried. Because at the accident scene just now, the degree of damage between the two cars collided and destroyed was too terrible, and they were completely changed. How could Miss Mu not worry?

"Hey, it's okay. Look at my husband, I have no shortage of arms and legs, and I'm very strong and complete."

Wang Le, who was driving the car, raised one of his arms, made a toned look, showed off his biceps to his wife, and comforted her with a smile.

Mu Xiyan looked at Wang Le, who was half naked, and her pretty face became hot and her neck turned red. This was the first time she looked at her husband's figure seriously from close range. She was touching her in the dark before!
Chapter completed!