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Chapter 562 Dignity

The rice noodle factory was still operating normally the previous second, but at this moment there was a wail.

In the factory, three women were thrown together, Chen Chunlan's hair was messy and there were signs of being slapped by the back of a knife on her neck; Huang Xiang was lucky and didn't get beaten much; the worst one was Wang Fang, who poked one of the people's hands with a pen, was slapped several times and her cheeks were swollen.

All three women had never seen such a scene before. Seeing the other party holding a machete in their hands, they were already scared to the point of being blank.

"I have never fought with women, but you better be honest!"

The monkey shook the machete in his hand and gestured in front of the three women, which scared the three of them to fear.

The plane followed in and saw three women lying on the ground. Li Shaoan and Zhang Jinkui were relieved. No matter whether they ran away or something, at least the conflict between the two sides would not intensify if they didn't meet.

A thug held the machete on his shoulder and pointed at the three women on the ground to curse.

"Why are you three women, the men in the factory, dead?"

"The one named Li Shaoan and Zhang Jinkui have hid there and asked them to come out!"

The three women looked at each other and realized that these people were coming for Li Shaoan and Zhang Jinkui.

Faced with these vicious evil villains, the three of them unanimously chose to close their teeth. No matter how they asked, they would not tell the whereabouts of Li Shaoan and Zhang Jinkui.

Seeing this, the plane felt that this was an opportunity to dissuade the fight. He wanted to turn a big thing into a small matter. He walked up to the monkey and smiled, "Brother Monkey, why don't you forget it like this. They must have seen us come to the door and scared away. We don't have to attack these women."

The monkey slapped the plane with his back hand, pointed at the back of a brother's hand, and scolded: "Don't fucking talk to me. Have you seen my brother's hand? Let this woman poke it like this. You just forget it?"

The plane was slapped in the face, and stood aside with his face covering, not daring to speak again.

The monkey walked up to Wang Fang, grabbed her collar and lifted it up, and shouted at her face: "Say, where is the one named Li Shaoan?"

Wang Fang had a contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly spitted on the monkey's face.

The monkey was caught off guard and did not dodge. He was furious and punched Wang Fang in the stomach.

The severe pain made Wang Fang's eyes dark, and a strong intestinal colic came from her abdomen. The pain was unbearable, causing a layer of white hair sweat to appear on her forehead, and she squatted on the ground in pain.

"Stupid, I don't beat women, I didn't say I won't beat women who are mean."

The monkey was still not satisfied and kicked Wang Fang to the ground, chased him up and raised his foot to step on Wang Fang's head.

Seeing this, Chen Chunlan immediately threw herself on Wang Fang and protected Wang Fang's head with her body. The monkey stepped on Chen Chunlan's back a few times. Chen Chunlan was worried about Wang Fang and dared not dodge, so she gritted her teeth and held on.

The plane couldn't stand watching, and frowned and blinked every time they stepped on it. The gangsters also bullied women, and at most they were hooligans, not as rough as monkeys.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from behind the factory. The man held an iron rod in his hand. Seeing the scene in front of him, he let out an angry shout!

The person who rushed out was Zhang Jinkui. A few days ago, there was still gauze wrapped around Zhang Jinkui's head, but this did not reduce his momentum at all.

Originally, Zhang Jinkui was doing a miscellaneous work behind the factory, but suddenly heard the movement inside the factory. He saw a group of people carrying machetes committing crimes in the factory. In desperation, he quickly returned to the dormitory to take out the iron rod and rushed over regardless of the danger.

Huang Xiang was worried about her husband's safety and shouted: "Jinkui, run!"

The monkey kicked Huang Xiang over and smiled contemptuously: "Oh, it turns out that this person is Zhang Jinkui? He looks so ugly. Brothers, please do him for me!"

Seeing Huang Xiang being kicked over, Zhang Jinkui was even more stunned, and the veins on his arm holding the iron stick rose.

Three thugs with no bladed machete rushed up. Zhang Jinkui had no fear at all, just like a tiger fighting a group of wolves fighting against one and three.

Zhang Jinkui gathered all his strength on the iron rod, swung his hands hard, and slammed with one of the thugs' machetes. The violent impact made the thugs' mouth numb, and the machetes were slack off.

Three people stabbed Zhang Jinkui with two swords.

After a long time of fighting, Zhang Jinkui was cut more than a dozen times. Fortunately, they were all cut without blades and no wounds. However, if you cut them with all your strength, it would be painful and would leave a bright red blood mark.

On the other hand, the three thugs were chased by Zhang Jinkui and were beaten by him. They were hit by countless strokes. The arms, feet, waist, and back were all covered with scars from iron rods.

The monkey who had been watching the battle next to him was shocked. Zhang Jinkui was indeed a fierce man. He could not help but lose his advantage by fighting with one against three. Instead, he could chase three people. No one could compare with his combat power in the town.

"Why are you still standing there? Get in!"

The monkey turned around and stared at the plane and his brothers, and shouted at these people.

When the plane saw the situation, Monkey, his brother and Zhang Jinkui were fighting like this. If his group of people did not take action, they would be afraid that the monkey would settle the score later, so they took the lead and rushed forward.

"Fuck, I've fought with you!"

The plane rushed up and grabbed Zhang Jinkui's iron stick with both hands. Several other little bastards hugged their legs, hugged their waists, and captured their hands, and rushed up to subdue Zhang Jinkui.

The monkey laughed smugly and walked up to Zhang Jinkui to mock him: "Aren't you quite able to fight just now? Why can't you do it?"

"I have the ambition to let go of me, we will play one-on-one!"

"Let you go, do you think I'm stupid? I know that you are a good fight, and even more powerful, can one person have ten?"

The monkey slapped Zhang Jinkui's face with a knife face, and suddenly shouted: "Kneel down!"

Zhang Jinkui's eyes widened, looked straight into the monkey's eyes, and stood firmly.

Huang Xiang, who was lying on the ground, got up, stood in front of Zhang Jinkui, begging for mercy to the monkey: "Little brother, we have no grudges with you, where did we mess with you? Why don't I kneel down and I will accompany you for my man?"

"Is there anything you have to do with here? Get out of here!"

The monkey slapped Huang Xiang on the head and slapped the hat on her head. Huang Xiang's bald head was exposed, which immediately caused ridicule.

"Oh, it turns out that he is a nun, and it's really strange to see him."

Seeing that his wife was humiliated, Zhang Jinkui's eyes were about to pop out. His posture was about to swallow the monkey alive, but his hands and feet were trapped. He was just a mortal, and no matter how strong he was, he could not escape.

Huang Xiang suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed to the monkeys and the others: "I beg you, let us go."

The monkey sneered: "Someone spent money to ask us for trouble. Your man beat someone outside. Now let him kneel down and apologize. As long as he kneels down, let's forget about this today."

Zhang Jinkui stared at the monkey and scolded: "Let me kneel down to you? What kind of dog do you think you are!"

"Okay, you're stubborn, right? Today I think it's your stubborn or your stubborn!"

The monkey lifted up the machete and slashed Zhang Jinkui's calf. The machete in his hand was sharp. With one slash, a hole was cut on Zhang Jinkui's leg, and blood kept flowing out.
Chapter completed!
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