tiger teacher

Wang Jian worked hard to restrain his violent temper, which was almost uncontrollable, and kept telling himself not to be impulsive, but even if he thought about it again, his feet walked involuntarily towards the place where the sound came from.

And the reason why Wang Jian didn't like Lin Yaxuan, and even hated Lin Yaxuan a little, was actually because she was involved in this industry.If it wasn't for Tianraner's relationship, he and Lin Yaxuan would never get along with each other forever.What's more, Lin Yaxuan doesn't touch her own hands, she's just a major shareholder in import and export, and she will never sell these things in her own place. If she does it herself, Wang Jian may not even give Tianraner face.

Gradually walked into the largest room, looking in from the window, there were about twenty people inside, some of them played cards, some of them drank alcohol.There was a lot of mess in the room, and Wang Jian even saw a woman in a coma, lying naked on the sofa, with many scratches on her body and messy hair.

After Wang Jian looked around, he turned and came to the door.The door was ajar, and when it was pushed lightly, the door shaft that hadn't been oiled for a long time made a harsh creaking sound.But the sound was instantly drowned out by the noise of the group of people, and did not attract their attention.

Wang Jian raised his foot to enter, slowly walked through the dark corridor, and headed towards the place where they gathered. The smell of cigarettes, wine and strange sweat in his nose made his blood rush to the top of his head. , the scalp also tightens and relaxes regularly following the rhythm of the beating heart.

When the light shone directly on Wang Jian's face, the group of people still didn't have Wang Jian in the room. Most of them were drunk. Put a needle in your arm.

"Who is the ruffian?"

Wang Jian's voice was not loud, but he was as shocked as a thunderbolt. When he said a word, all four people turned their attention to him. The originally noisy room suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere froze in an instant.

"Who the hell are you?" A 35-year-old man stood up first: "You don't know the rules when you want goods?"

Wang Jian flicked the cigarette butt up, raised his half-down head, rolled his eyelids up, and repeated with a very serious expression: "Who is the second ruffian."

The man patted his chest: "I just..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jian suddenly rushed in front of him like lightning, held down his head and slammed it directly on the generous table full of sundries, the plates and bowls on the table were overturned to the ground, and The second ruffian also passed out with blood on his face.

The whole process was clean and neat, and before those around him could react, his boss had already been knocked to the ground.

This time the situation suddenly intensified, and the people in the room became excited all of a sudden, yelling and cursing at the guy who took advantage of it and rushed towards Wang Jian.

Wang Jian had no intention of explaining, just kicked the chest of the person closest to him.

The weight of his kick can actually be deduced by a physical formula. His own weight plus the weight of the lead weight plus the sudden explosive force, the impact of this kick has definitely reached the 1990 World Cup. A super heavy artillery with a ball speed exceeding 210 kilometers.

The person who was kicked flew out without any suspense, and because of the narrow space, the person who flew out knocked down seven or eight people like a bowling ball. This kind of impact directly lost the fighting ability, especially the one who was kicked. It can be said that none of the ribs were intact, and the chest was deflated, just like a rubber man after being hit by a shell.

This may be the heaviest shot Wang Jian has made since he came to this city. He really can't think of any reason to be merciful. Whether it's because these people made Huang Yue addicted to drugs, he feels unreasonably angry.

And after he knocked down so many people with one move, the others were stunned, but then someone took out a short-barreled firecracker from the corner.Although this kind of thing is not a real bullet, but at this distance, the steel balls it sprays can easily kill a person instantly.

But when Wang Jian saw him, he suddenly smiled coldly, quickly picked up a plate with chicken feet and flew towards the man. When the man thought of shooting, it was too late. The stainless steel plate was like a dart, directly embedded in his arm, and the severe pain made him unable to hold the gun at all, allowing the firecracker in his hand to fly out.

Afterwards, Wang Jian threw the cigarette butt from his mouth high, picked up the broom behind the door with one hand, stepped on the broom head, and pulled out the stick inside at once.

Then Wang Jian drove the rest of the people to a corner as if he was driving pigs back to the pen in the countryside, and sat down on the stool in front of them with a stick:

"I'm going to ask you two questions now."

Those kneeling on the ground, no matter whether it was alcohol or poison, were already sober at all times. Looking at Wang Jian with a fierce face, they didn't even dare to breathe.

"First question, do you know Huang Yue?"

But after asking for a long time, no one responded to Wang Jian. Wang Jian frowned, and as soon as he made a move, he inserted the stick directly into the cabinet next to him, and it was trembling when he poked it, which was very scary.

"I said... I said..." A young man who was kneeling on the ground with a frightened face came back to his senses, and kowtowed his head like pounding garlic: "I know him, he is my new younger brother."

"He's here?"

"No, he is not qualified to enter here."

Wang Jian hummed, and took out the phone: "Call him."

After speaking, Wang Jian pointed to the woman on the sofa: "What about this one?"

The Er Gouzi who sold his teammates hurriedly replied: "Master... If you like it, you can take it. She is a little bitch who has no money to buy. She is voluntary..."

"Call quickly."

In fact, Wang Jian also felt a sense of powerlessness. The girl on the sofa looked up to ten years old, and she looked pretty, but the eyes on her arms had already made her lose the vitality she should have at her age. Let a group of scum spoil the sofa.

For this kind of thing, Wang Jian has no choice. He is neither Jesus Christ nor Tathagata Buddha. His ability is limited, and it is already difficult to keep his principles. It is even more difficult to change other people's thinking.

But when Huang Yue's "boss" was on the phone, there was a sudden commotion outside, and Xu Hu's loud voice was heard shouting from afar:

"Ruffian [-]! Be fucking honest, if you dare to touch our master, I'll peel off the skin for you."

Before his voice died down, a bunch of footsteps rushed into the room where Wang Jian was, followed by a group of shiny bald heads holding water pipes, wrenches, hammers and wires... "Yeah? "

As soon as Xu Hu came in, he was taken aback. The people in the room were all in mourning.And Wang Jian sat there in a leisurely manner, with his back to them, and there were five or six people kneeling behind him, with terrified faces.As for the ruffian, lying on the ground, his head was covered with blood, his nose bone collapsed, and it looked like the battle was very fierce.

"Master...Master." Xu Hu wiped his forehead: "You are fine."

"Don't call me master." Wang Jian couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm only in my 20s."

"My old lady told us that anyone who is capable should be called a master!" After finishing speaking, Xu Hu looked around and was completely surprised: "Master, did you do it alone?"

Wang Jian didn't answer directly, but just shrugged.But his action, in Xu Hu's view, is the indifference of a martial arts master.

Xu Hu knew that if he relied on his physique, he could hit three or five adults, which was already the limit, and he would definitely be injured all over his body.Maybe I have to be escorted to the hospital for a while.And he was a soldier, even the most capable instructor in their company at that time, he could only pick two soldiers like Xu Hu, and they still won miserably.

But this good guy, he beat nearly twenty of them by himself, and he didn't even wrinkle his clothes, and he didn't breathe a breath.What is a martial arts master?This is called a martial arts master!When he was a child, when he heard stories from the villagers about the kind of martial arts master who can ride a thousand horses, Xu Hu was always unhappy, thinking that this was just bragging. When he grew up, he had heard of such a person more or less. , and today he finally saw it.

At this moment, he felt both lucky and happy, he was glad that he didn't get sick and fought with this good guy just now, and he was happy that his kung fu dream since childhood seemed to be coming true.

"Master! How about this group of people?" Xu Hu became excited at once, pointing to the little bald head behind him: "Do you want my brother to destroy all these bastards?"

Wang Jian waved his hand: "Call the police."

"Report... the police?" Xu Hu was stunned: "This is against the rules."

"That's whatever you want."

"Then what should we say to the police?" Xu Hu rubbed his head: "No one has dealt with the note."

"Just say that you passed by and saw the situation here."

"okay!"

And when the big bald head called the police, a weak call came from outside the door: "Brother Mosquito? Brother Mosquito?"

When Wang Jian heard it, he reckoned that the voice was probably the legendary Huang Yue, and he raised his chin at the guy who sold his teammate: "Let him in."