"Who is Li Tianran!" A loud shout came from outside the door, shaking the entire room like a dragon's roar.

As soon as the sound fell, the person had arrived.

This is a young man with a tiger back and a bear waist. He kicked open the door and rushed in.

He is too fast and too fierce, like a big beast and insect!

Tigers enter the flock!

As soon as he rushed into the room, he carried two young men, like an eagle catching a chicken, with one hand roaring and smashing it violently. The four young men collided with each other, and a muffled sound came, turning into a group.

The bald man's face suddenly changed, and his hand touched under the table.

"Are you Li Tianran?" At this moment, a faint voice came.

Li Tianfeng looked up and saw a pair of extremely sharp eyes, murderous intent, staring at him, as if staring at a dead person.

This is not Zhiyuan, who else?

"Bastard, smash my place, I'll kill you!" Li Tianran roared angrily, pulled out a watermelon knife from under the table, and slashed towards Zhiyuan.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Zhiyuan sneered. Li Tianfeng's movements were extremely slow in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and arrived first. He grabbed Li Tianfeng's wrist and twisted it hard. Li Tianfeng howled and the knife fell on the table.

"Where is the person?" The next moment, Zhiyuan pinched Li Tianran's neck and asked in a cold voice.

"What did you say?" Li Tianran pretended to be stupid.

"Very good!" Zhiyuan gritted his teeth. In Li Tianran's fearful gaze, he suddenly lifted the watermelon knife on the table and slashed it at Li Tianran's wrist.

In an instant, a cold light flashed.

"Ah!" Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, Li Tianran's hand was divided into two pieces with one knife, bloody and gloomy.

"Don't fucking move!" Seeing the four young men forced into a corner eager to try and prepare to escape, Zheng Yong kicked one over and shouted.

"I'll ask you again, where are the people?" Zhiyuan whispered and put the knife on Li Tianran's neck. "I don't know anymore. I cut your throat with one knife. You know, I'm not kidding!"

"On the second floor, the second floor, my hands!" Li Tianran exclaimed in pain, rolling on the sofa.

"Xiaoyong, look at them and don't let someone go out. Who dares to move around? I will chop it up with one knife!"

Zhiyuan gave an order, threw the watermelon knife to Zheng Yong, and ran to the second floor.

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"Hehe, you'd better be obedient and make me feel comfortable today, otherwise, hum!"

"No! No! Let me go, please!"

As soon as he arrived at the second floor, Zhiyuan heard helpless shouts coming from a room.

"Aunt San!" Zhiyuan opened the door with a kick.

The next moment, Zhiyuan's face turned into a piece of ice, extremely cold.

It was a narrow room with only one cabinet and one bed.

At this moment, a burly young man, naked, pressing against a woman, was tearing her clothes open.

"Stop! Fuck you!" Zhiyuan was furious and rushed over, lifted the young man up, pulled his arm, and twisted it hard.

"Crack!" A crisp sound, accompanied by a scream, the young man rolled on the ground.

"Bang!" Zhiyuan was furious and did not give up. He stepped on the young man's lower body, then held his head and smashed it to the ground.

Zhiyuan didn't let go of his hand until the young man lay on the ground and his personnel were not awake.

"Aunt San!" The redness in Zhiyuan's eyes faded, he took off his coat, and draped it on Wu Jiayi.

"Xiao Kai, is it you? Is it really you?" Wu Jiayi trembled with her hands, touching Zhiyuan's face and the scar on his face. At this time, she suddenly hugged Zhiyuan and cried, "Child, you are finally here, you are finally here to save Aunt San, wuwuwu!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Zhiyuan comforted and breathed a long sigh.

He arrived in time, and if he was one step later, he would not be able to imagine what happened.

If Aunt San was defiled by this beast, she would be afraid that she would not have the courage to live.

"Let's go home!" Zhiyuan helped Aunt San up and said softly.

"Yeah!" Wu Jiayi nodded, followed Zhiyuan and walked downstairs step by step.

"Not good, no good!" At this moment, a figure rushed into the door and panicked.

This is not Wu Laosan, who else?

"Hmm?" Zhiyuan looked up and looked out the door.

At both ends of the road, there were a large crowd of people, carrying knives and sticks, swarming in.

"Xiao Kai, what should I do!" Wu Jiayi grabbed Zhiyuan's arm and was very nervous.

"It's okay, I'm there!" Zhiyuan chuckled and patted Wu Jiayi's back of his hand.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Zheng Yong.

"Protect Aunt San, let's go!"

A knife suddenly appeared in Zhiyuan's hand, and he walked out of the room with Li Tianran.

"Aunt San, don't worry!" Zheng Yong grinned, holding a watermelon knife in one hand, holding Wu Jiayi in the other, following Zhiyuan closely behind.

"Bastard, hurry up! Go ahead and follow Brother Yuan!" Zheng Yong glanced at Wu Laosan, very unhappy.

Zhiyuan carried Li Tianran and walked out of the door step by step, looking at the crowd surrounding him with cold eyes.

He didn't take these people seriously at all.

Compared with the brothers in the Northeast, these people are just clowns, which is far behind.

What kind of formation did Zhiyuan have never seen? He was only ten years old and his brother Xiaoyong and rushed into the Miao village immediately with his sword. Why did he fear?

Just a group of mobs.

"Let's go!" Zhiyuan didn't stop, and held Li Tianran with one hand and walked forward step by step.

Wu Laosan is in the middle, and Zheng Yong protects Wu Jiayi at the end.

"Stop!" A loud shout came, and a middle-aged man walked out of the crowd ten meters away, holding a cigar in his mouth and staring at Zhiyuan.

"You can't stop me!" Zhiyuan shook his head and walked forward step by step.

"Boy, I'll kill you!" Two young men rushed up, and Zhiyuan jumped into the air, kicked the two of them over to the ground with two consecutive kicks.

He still didn't stop, and still carried Li Tianran and walked forward step by step.

His footsteps were very heavy and heavy, as if they were stepping on everyone's hearts. Every time he took a step forward, he couldn't help but take a step back in the crowd.

Zhiyuan sneered.

It's indeed a mob!

He just got two feet scared everyone.

He also knew that these people were only twenty or thirty, but more than half of them were collected. Each person had a maximum of one or two hundred yuan, and they were usually just a person. Who dared to fight to the death?

"I'll tell you to stop!" the middle-aged man shouted again, "Let my son go, I'll let you go!"

"So, he is your son!"

Zhiyuan pinched Li Tianran's neck, "The design hurt my third uncle and kidnapped my third aunt, thinking I didn't know? I originally planned to pay back the money and take my third uncle and third aunt home, but you shouldn't have, never, shouldn't have touched her! His hands are not as good as my third aunt's hair, let us go? I can do it if you put it?"

"Boy, that road?" the middle-aged man asked with a gloomy face.

"I'm just a passing ghost, you can't afford to offend!" Zhiyuan said.

"It's a big deal, it's not good for anyone!" The middle-aged man's tone softened, "You can discuss something if you have something to do!"

"Scatter!" Zhiyuan shouted.

"You!" the middle-aged man hesitated.

He knew that he had met a difficult master.

From the other party's eyes, he could see that this person was not easy to mess with.

Moreover, his son is still in the hands of the other party, and he is very passive.

More importantly, if the stalemate continues, no one can get it if the people from the Public Security Bureau come.

He knows what business he does.

At that time, if both people and money are gone, he may still have to go to jail.

However, just as he hesitated for a moment, the boy opposite raised his hand and stabbed Li Tianran in the thigh with a knife.

"Scatter!" The middle-aged man did not dare to hesitate anymore. With a wave of his hand, the crowd dispersed one after another.

"March?" Zhiyuan sneered, "Xiaoyong, take Aunt San first, my palace behind me!"

"Okay!" Zheng Yong held the knife, held Wu Jiayi, held her head and chest up, and swung her swaggeringly, passing through the crowd.

The scene was silent and no one dared to step forward.

It was not until Zheng Yong reached the intersection that Zhiyuan took steps.

"I'll give you my man!" Zhiyuan walked out of the crowd, shouted loudly, kicked Li Tianran over, and ran towards the intersection.

"Chasing!" The middle-aged man hurriedly supported Li Tianran and roared angrily.

However, when the crowd heard his shout, not only did no one dare to chase him, but they actually retreated one after another.

"Waste!" The middle-aged man's face turned pale, "Call an ambulance!"

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"Aunt San, let's go home!"

At the intersection, Zhiyuan stopped a taxi and left.

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Chapter completed!