Tong Junguo felt severe pain in his hand when the stone he kicked hit him. When he turned around, he found that the person coming was Xiao Jinchu.

Even though Xiao Jinchu in military uniform was just a blurry shadow, he brought so much pressure to people. When Xiao Jinchu walked over, it was as if his feet had their own cold air. Tong Junguo looked at his shadow that kept approaching. Even though he had a knife in his hand, he felt very scared.

This man didn't show up when the Second Young Master was here just now, but now he's here!

Damn it, just now the Second Young Master said that he wanted to leave the pistol behind, thinking that there was no need to use a butcher knife to kill these villagers, and that they could just be taught a lesson. Who would have thought that Xiao Jinchu would come!

Tong Junguo was aware of Xiao Jinchu's strength, so when Xiao Jinchu approached, he kept retreating, his eyes flickering around, and the knife in his hand was always clenched.

"Where's Xiao Yanmin?" Xiao Jinchu's cold voice was like a knife. Tong Junguo stood still and smiled as if he wasn't afraid. "Master, you really made it so hard for us to find you!"

Many of Tong Junguo's men followed, and they were all afraid when they saw their boss retreating continuously. Especially Xiao Jinchu's eyes cast a cold light in the dark night, and anyone who saw it would swallow.

Xiao Jinchu looked at Tong Junguo and the gang of robbers with a look as sharp as a knife, and even his tone was extremely gloomy: "Last time I sent you to the police station, I accidentally let you escape. Do you think you can run away this time?"

I thought Xiao Jinchu would have many people behind him, but I didn't expect that there were only three or four people. Think about it, he has more than a dozen people on his side, so would he be afraid of them? So Tong Junguo seemed to have a strong backing all of a sudden, and he spoke with confidence: "Master, I think you really think too much. I didn't do anything last time, why did he lock me up? I just left naturally."

Xiao Jinchu didn't have any weapons in his hands, but his words sounded like an order: "Get out of here if you know what's best for you."

"Haha? Get out?" Tong Junguo laughed, "Master, I'm really sorry, I don't know how to get out. Can you teach me?"

As soon as Tong Junguo finished speaking, the men behind him began to laugh. At this time, Xiao Jinchu exerted force on his feet, causing a stone on the ground to fly out from his feet and hit Tong Junguo's chest very accurately. He only groaned and his body instantly retreated.

Then, Xiao Jinchu rushed up and attacked him with no less than ten moves.

Tong Junguo was able to receive it at first, but later he found it very difficult to receive it. Xiao Jinchu used up all his strength in every move, as if he was facing the murderer of his father.

How could Tong Junguo be his opponent? Xiao Jinchu only used a little force to make him unable to move. Not to mention, he used such a great force, and in less than two minutes, he was completely defeated by Xiao Jinchu's feet.

Even though this man lost on his feet, he still tried to attack Xiao Jinchu with despicable means. Fan Zhiqiang, who happened to be not far away, saw the knife in his hand ready to fight back, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, watch out for the knife!"

When the knife was about to stab him, Xiao Jinchu quickly turned sideways, then fell backwards instantly, standing with his legs in the safest position. He used the force to stretch out his hands, then grabbed Tong Junguo and threw him hard to the floor.

The knife in Tong Junguo's hand fell with a thud. He was about to stand up to deal with Xiao Jinchu, but he didn't expect that his foot stepped on him all of a sudden, making him unable to move.

With hatred and resentment towards this man, Xiao Jinchu stepped harder and stomped him down, cursing, "Where is Xiao Yanmin?"

"He..." Tong Junguo felt a severe pain in his chest and could hardly speak. He groaned, "The Second Young Master has returned to the capital..."

"What kind of business is Xiao Yanmin doing recently?"

"I don't know..." Tong Junguo grabbed Xiao Jinchu's legs with both hands and tried his best to prevent his legs from hurting him.

Seeing that he was not being honest, Xiao Jinchu increased his strength: "You won't tell me, right? If you don't tell me, I will cut the tendons of your hands and feet. From now on, I will make it impossible for you to lift your hands or stand up. Do you want to experience the feeling of being disabled?"

Tong Junguo gave up struggling, touched the sand under him with one hand, then grabbed it and threw it in the direction of Xiao Jinchu. The sand got into his eyes and he quickly closed them. Tong Junguo took the opportunity to find the knife, ready to fight Xiao Jinchu again.

It’s a pity that Tong Junguo’s physical strength is limited, and he was no match for Xiao Jinchu. Everything he did was in vain. In the end, he could only lose miserably once again.

Xiao Jinchu had a few good brothers from the same team behind him. They beat up the group of people together. One of them ran over with a knife. Xiao Jinchu kicked him and he fell backwards. As a result, he was stabbed by a knife that was lying upside down on the floor.

The sharp tip of the knife pierced the man's chest directly, and blood flowed all over the ground.

When Tong Junguo saw that one of his companions had died, he was horrified and said, "Someone has been killed, someone is dead, let's go!" It was like giving himself a way out, and he immediately ran away with his men.

The group of people quickly took the opportunity to escape. Xiao Jinchu's purpose was just to beat them back, not to kill them all. He believed that after killing their prestige this time, they would not dare to cause trouble again! Li Jiancheng hadn't taken action for a long time. He finally got a chance. Who would have thought that this group of people were so weak and ran away. It was really unsatisfying. Fortunately, they brought a few brothers with them today, otherwise Xiao Jinchu would not be a match for those dozen people.

Fan Zhiqiang used his clothes to block Fan Xiaofeng's wound, and Xiao Jinchu dealt with those people and hurried over to support Fan Xiaofeng, anxiously asking: "Uncle Fan, how are you?"

Fan Xiaofeng just felt that his body was very heavy and painful, and everything in front of him was a little blurry and unclear. However, he did not want to leave a bad impression on his son, so he kept his eyes open and smiled.

"Jinchu, it's a good thing you're here..." Fan Xiaofeng was probably seriously injured and didn't even have the strength to speak.

Xiao Jinchu touched his back and found it covered in blood. This was because he had just blocked the knife for Fan Zhiqiang and the knife went straight through his abdomen. He spat out blood.