"You won't give it to me?"

"Hmph! You should also ask if all of us agree!"

"No way!"

"No way!"

The leader had a ferocious look on his face, as if he had Ah Long completely under his thumb.

But he didn't know what kind of opponents he was about to face.

Ah Long struck first, punching the other man right in the eye socket and shouting.

"Brothers, let's take them down!"

"good!"

The others responded, knowing it was time to act.

Let alone 200,000, not even 200 yuan.

Chen Dong spent a lot of money to hire them as employees, not to watch the show, but to guard against highway robbers.

Fighting a group of veterans really proves the old saying, "An old man eating poison—he's tired of living!"

These people, when they do strike, aim for the vital points.

Before the millennium, the fighting techniques learned in the military were also known as the art of killing.

If too much force is used, the person being hit will either die or be maimed!

And it is precisely for this reason...

After the turn of the millennium, the military eliminated overly dangerous moves from the old-style combat techniques, evolving into a new style of combat techniques, which is also a censored version of combat techniques.

Ouch!

Ouch!

In just one encounter, cries of agony filled the air as the ground was littered with burly men draped in hemp clothing.

Upon seeing this, the woman behind him became indignant.

A woman who was leading the charge rushed towards Ah Long like a madwoman, shouting as she ran.

"You killed someone in your car and you still dare to hit people? If you have the guts, then kill me."

"Don't be afraid, everyone, come with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, seven or eight women rushed up.

Seeing that several employees had been scratched by the women who rushed up, Ah Long became anxious and kicked the woman closest to him, sending her flying.

"ah!"

A scream rang out, and the road thugs went even crazier, lunging at the man one after another.

There were also elderly people carrying shovels, wooden sticks, hoes... even their teeth, all of which became tools for the road bullies to commit their crimes.

Ah Long was even more insane than them. After being hit by a stick, he wielded a steel pipe with incredible speed, and any road thugs who got close to him screamed in agony.

"Go to hell, are you all fucking idiots?"

"On the battlefield, who cares if you're a man or a woman!"

As he spoke, Ah Long pulled out a dagger and pressed it against the leader's throat, panting heavily as he shouted.

"Stop the fuck!"

"If anyone dares to move again, I'll kill him right now."

"Don't be afraid, he won't dare!"

At this point, several of their men were injured, and the leader, Roadblock, was going all out. As long as the other side didn't dare to really make a move, he was determined to squeeze some oil out of Ah Long's group.

By then, it won't be enough to settle things with 200,000.

He not only wanted the money, but he also wouldn't let go of the goods on the two trucks.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than Ah Long brandished his dagger and stabbed him in the arm.

Instantly!

Blood splattered everywhere!

ah!!!

The bandit leader let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

How dare he?

He actually dared to commit such a crime!

The bandit leader could hardly believe it; he wasn't joking.

Aaaaaah!!!

The women who witnessed this scene screamed repeatedly.

They have always been the ones bullying others, and all we've seen are the driver's terrified expression and his desperate attempts to avoid them.

They never imagined that one day they would encounter someone even more ruthless than themselves.

The dagger stabbed without hesitation.

It's as if Ah Long is the ruthless killer!

"Say another word and I'll chop you up right now. Make your men back off!"

Don't be fooled by Ah Long's presentable appearance; just two months ago, he was a petty hoodlum at the very bottom of society.

They spend every day extorting money, staging accidents, blackmailing, and fighting for territory.

The bad things they did were similar to those of road thugs.

They really are all cut from the same cloth – those who make kilns and those who sell tiles.

Compared to these veterans, Ah Long understood the psychology of these road thugs better.

Taking advantage of their numbers and under the guise of "the law does not punish the masses," they do all sorts of heinous things, and you can't do anything about it anyway.

If they really encountered someone like Ah Long, who dared to fight to the death with them, this rabble would be more cowardly than anyone else!

"Back off! Everyone back off to the ground! If we delay any longer, I'll lose my arm!"

The bandit leader wailed incessantly, large beads of sweat dripping from the ends of his hair. At this moment, his sleeves were stained dark red with blood.

"Gan Tianlei, Du Lesheng, take a few men with you. I want to see what his second uncle looks like."

"You've come to rob me! I'll risk my life to kill you bunch of bastards!"

As soon as Ah Long finished speaking, the bandit leader trembled and immediately pleaded.

"Good sir, good sir, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. It's all my fault for being blind and mistaking the license plate. Please, brother, let us go."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to see it today!"

Ah Long tightened his grip on the bandit leader's neck slightly, and the bandit leader immediately felt a sense of suffocation.

"Brother Long, let's forget about it. The mission is more important; the boss is waiting!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Ah Long, causing him to freeze for a moment and sober up considerably.

Yes, Dong Ge is still waiting for them to deliver the goods in Yanjing. It's obviously not worth wasting time with this bunch of scum!

Then.

Under the command of Gan Tianlei, Du Lesheng and other supervisors, the roadblocks and rocks were all cleared away.

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