The Most Powerful Young Man

On the road leading to Lu City, a Land Rover was galloping.

"Damn, if something happens to Ali, I have to mutilate all those who did it!" Fang Hai cursed while driving.

They all regard Ali as brothers, so they are anxious.

"Lao Song, investigate afterwards, who actually moved the hand." Xiao Yao said with a gloomy expression.

Song Yilin nodded his head: "I will take care of this matter."

"Ocean, drive faster!" Xiao Yao said.

"Brother Xiao, although I am also very anxious, I have already driven to the fastest speed. You may have been speeding. You may have not paid attention. There were three police cars trying to chase me before, but they were all thrown away by me... That's right. , Brother Xiao, you might as well call the police to talk about it, so that we won’t be intercepted in a while.” Fang Hai smiled bitterly, still driving slowly? Now it’s not driving slowly, but flying too slowly, okay?

Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment before he noticed the speed. He stretched out his hand, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and rummaged for the phone. Originally, he wanted to call Mayor Liu directly, but it might not be appropriate when he thought about it. Call Qin Xue first.

"Hello? What are you looking for?" Qin Xue asked.

"I'm on my way to Lu City now, but the speed is a bit fast. I have important matters. Those colleagues you told yours, don't stop us." Xiao Yao said.

"Huh?" Qin Xue was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Is it you?"

"Otherwise?" Xiao Yao asked.

"I also received an alarm call earlier. A girl named Meng Xiaomeng said that they were intercepted. Are you looking for them?" Qin Xue asked.

"Yes." Xiao Yao said.

"En... Then I'll say hello to the traffic brigade, they also called just now, but they didn't mean you were driving fast." Qin Xue said.

"What is that?" Xiao Yao was taken aback.

"They asked, why there is a small plane flying so low on the highway..." Qin Xue said.

Xiao Yao: "..."

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and finally it was pouring rain. When the wind blows, the rain drops flying, and the scenery outside the car window is hazy.

"Papa!" Stepped on the rain, splashing water.

Ali panted heavily, his wrists were trembling slightly, his body was shaky, and there were several bruises on his back.

But now there are only a dozen of the original twenty-odd people, and a dozen of them are already lying on the ground.

Ali found that these people were extraordinary, each of them had some foundation, and it was a bit difficult for Ali to deal with them.

Those more than a dozen people were equally uncomfortable. None of them thought that this young man was so difficult to deal with. Not only did he not bring him down, but the other party brought down a dozen brothers.

What an aggrieved thing this is!

While panting, the dozen or so people waved their sticks again and smashed them towards Ali.

All the money is collected, how embarrassing if things are not done well?

Ali gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, waved the swinging stick in his hand again, and rushed towards them.

The speed is fast.

There is no escape from the wind-swept mad dragon.

Ali seems to be born a warrior. He was carrying an iron rod, like a glamorous girl who was dancing pole dancing on the stage of the bar at this time, which made all the men salivate.

His every move is so graceful, as if every punch should be thrown like that, every stick should be thrown like that.

The existence of textbooks.

At the very least, Meng Xiaomeng, who was sitting in the car at this moment, looked fascinated. She muttered: "How can a man be so handsome?"

No one answered her question, and she didn't expect others to answer her question.

"Bang!" Ali was hit with another stick on the back.

The swinging stick he was talking about fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. Although there was a car window, although there was a distance, Meng Xiaomeng felt that he heard it very well.

That voice has been lingering in her ears all the time.

"Ali!" She yelled hysterically, reaching out and smashing the window with her fist desperately, but all of this was of no avail.

Her voice was drowned by the sound of rain.

She felt very painful at this time, and she couldn't wait to pounce on Ali's body and block the iron rods for him.

She really wanted to cry, crying hysterically, crying hoarse. She really wanted to hug Ali.

But the door of the car was locked, she decided that she must smash this **** Mercedes-Benz after she got back!

"Ali..." Her voice became smaller and lower, and the force of knocking on the car window gradually became weaker. In the end, she even cried and broke her hand.

"Bang!" Those people didn't seem to want to let Ali go. The iron rod slammed on Ali again. Ali didn't know what else he could do at this time, so he could only hold his head and protect him. Live the vitals.

"Damn, aren't you good at hitting? Go on! Come and pull with me again!" Iron rods hit Ali's body.

Ali's body twitched a bit. He was not a hard hit after all. He knew what pain was. He just regretted it. He really wanted to get up at this time, walked to the Mercedes Benz, and told Meng Xiaomeng that he really felt Meng Xiao The dream is very beautiful, and he also likes Meng Xiaomeng very much.

There are some things that, if you don't say one second, you may not have a chance to say one second, Ali understands this truth.

"Bang!" An iron rod slammed heavily on Ali's head. Ali felt that the whole world was shaking, and finally slowly lost consciousness, and his head fell on the ground.

The rain is still beating.

Slap the whole world. There are many vehicles passing by, but no one will stop to help. On the contrary, they can increase the speed when they pass here, and they seem to be worried that they will catch fire.

These are all real people!

Meng Xiaomeng hoped that those people could get out of the car and help, but no one could hear her cry.

At this time, a car stopped, and Meng Xiaomeng felt that he saw hope.

It was a black Land Rover, and three men got out of the car.

The rain also dampened all their clothes.

"Don't let any of them go." Xiao Yao said with a black face.

His eyes fell on Ali's body, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and his eyes were murderous.

Song Yilin and Fang Hai also nodded heavily.

"Damn, who are you? Go back to the car!" A man with a swinging stick stepped on Ali's body and said to Xiao Yao, why are you really afraid of death now? He thought depressed.

Xiao Yao looked at him, showing a slight smile, but his smile looked a little sordid.

"That leg of yours...Look at it a few more times," Xiao Yao said.

"What do you mean?" The man was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't react, let alone the ability to understand what Xiao Yao said.

"Because... that leg won't belong to you soon." Xiao Yao said seriously.

After saying this, he rushed towards the man.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the opponent. The man was slightly startled, and then quickly raised his wrist, the swinging stick in his hand smashed towards Xiao Yao's head. However, his swing stick did not fall into Xiao Yao's hand. Xiao Yao's wrist was tightly clasped, and he let out a scream, feeling pain in his wrist for a while, and then, the swing stick in his hand was gripped by the opponent. In his hand, the stick hit his leg in the next second. After a third of a second, the pain nerve reacted, and then he let out a scream.

He fell to the ground and rolled, holding his leg, with a hideous expression on his face. He felt that his leg was directly crushed by a high-speed car.

"How can you still call?" Xiao Yao grinned, his wrists raised again, and the swinging stick fell on the man's other leg again.

A "click" made people listen to the scalp numb.

Xiao Yao is not a cruel person, many people think so, but when he becomes cruel, he himself will be afraid.

The man finally fainted in pain, he suddenly felt that being able to faint was simply a pleasure.

At this time, Fang Hai and Song Yilin also rushed forward, and the remaining dozen people all took a step back. Although they have an advantage in numbers, they feel a sense of panic, as if they are among these people. In front of him is simply vulnerable. Facts proved that their ideas were accurate. In the next second, Xiao Yao and Song Yilin rushed into the crowd, while Fang Hai slowly followed, grabbing one and starting to ravage them.

"Bang, bang, bang!" This is the sound of an iron rod hitting a person.

Each of Xiao Yao and Song Yilin was holding a swinging stick and began to beat these people. Fang Hai also wanted to grab one, but he didn't find a chance for a long time. In the end, there was really no way. He could only pick up one from the ground. Then participate in the battle.

He was thinking that after he went back, he really had to practice kungfu. This always picks up people's heads. It doesn't sound aggressive, doesn't it?

A minute later, the dozens of people were all lying on the ground, and the wailing sounds were very neat, but the patter of rain was covered up.

Xiao Yao and Song Yilin stood in the crowd with solemn expressions on their faces.

At this time, the driver in the Mercedes-Benz finally breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door. Meng Xiaomeng immediately rushed out like crazy, and rushed to Ali's side at a very fast speed, regardless of whether it rained or not. Wet her clothes, and no matter whether the rain will make her makeup, she just hugged Ali tightly, and then cried like a child.

Xiao Yao walked to her and said in a low voice, "He is not dead yet."

Meng Xiaomeng turned his face, and Xiao Yao was shocked by the ferocious eyes.

"How can you say that! You are dead!" she yelled.

Xiao Yao's little heart was frightened and thumped, thinking about what he said wrong...

Isn't he dead?