Dark alley.

The light from the mobile phone's flashlight hits the surface of the building wall, illuminating the limp figure brightly and clearly.

This scene was also caught in the eyes of several people present.

"How powerful is it!" Lin Zida's feet were cold.

He once witnessed Jiang Ning challenge four people at a barbecue stall, but the scene at that time was nowhere near as horrifying as he is now.

The last few people were common gangsters on the street, but the three people who surrounded him and Zhuang Jianhui today were far different.

Whether it's the weapons they carry or the aura they exude, it all proves that they are definitely a group of desperadoes, and breaking people's bones doesn't happen just once or twice.

At first, Lin Zida was worried whether Jiang Ning would be defeated, but now...

'Underestimating him...'

Jiang Ning destroyed the man with high cheekbones with one kick. According to the momentum of the man swinging the steel pipe just now, if Jiang Ning was just an ordinary person, his skull would probably be cracked!

He no longer looked at the cripple, and slowly moved his eyes towards the others, asking: "Who scolded me just now?"

Jiang Ning was scolded just as she passed the intersection.

He and Xue Yuantong were eating fish in a good mood, but the happy atmosphere was directly ruined.

An ordinary person would have no choice but to swallow his anger and leave silently.

But Jiang Ning's cultivation continues to advance. If he still endures it, what's the use of his cultivation as an immortal?

As for saying that the other party apologized just now, you should forgive the other party. How funny is that?

Someone slaps you in front of your loved ones out of nowhere.

Then I ask you to slap you back, and you feel relieved?

If a dog bites you, if you bite the dog, will you be relieved?

When the man with short eyebrows saw the miserable condition of his companion, he stared at Jiang Ning.

The bald man's expression was astonished. Immediately, he touched the dagger at his waist with his left hand.

A few seconds later, he changed his sly expression and smiled instead: "Brother, my brother is a little impulsive and reckless. He really deserves to be beaten. Are you satisfied now?"

Jiang Ning scanned the environment and noticed Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui, especially Zhuang Jianhui's broken arm.

Zhuang Jianhui was tied to a telephone pole, holding a steel pipe in his mouth. He looked humiliated and embarrassed, and Jiang Ningquan saw him.

Jiang Ning was dressed in white, and the moonlight shone down, making him look bright. He looked calm, as if he had everything under control.

The contrast at this moment dealt a severe blow to Zhuang Jianhui, who prided himself on being proud. The mental pain was even greater than the severe pain of a broken arm.

He couldn't help but lower his head.

Jiang Ning had no consciousness of being in danger at all, so he just reminded: "Hey, isn't this Young Master Zhuang? What's wrong?"

Zhuang Jianhui had no shame in looking directly at Jiang Ning.

As soon as these words came out, the bald man and the man with short eyebrows were stunned at the same time: "Do you know each other?"

Lin Zida had a bitter expression on his face: "I was punished by the boss."

The man with short eyebrows threatened: "Now that we know each other, it will be easier. Tell me something interesting."

As he spoke, he held the dagger in front of Lin Zida's eyes and kept swiping it.

Jiang Ning flicked his fingers, and the mana condensed on his fingertips instantly turned into a blazing flame, which suddenly rushed towards the short-browed man like a spiritual snake.

In an instant, the firelight illuminated the dim environment and dispersed the shadows.

The speed of the flame was extremely fast, and the man with short eyebrows felt a wave of blazing heat coming towards him.

He was so frightened that he immediately took two steps back and slapped his face in panic.

When the fire was extinguished, the man's eyebrows were completely burned.

Jiang Ning said calmly: "I hate others threatening me the most."

As soon as this move came out, Lin Zida screamed: "What the hell!"

Zhuang Jianhui was also extremely horrified. He could see clearly that just now Jiang Ning flicked his fingers and a flame shot out of the air. It was like an immortal's trick.

The bald man thought he had seen a ghost.

Only Xue Yuantong said in surprise: "Magic! I want to learn it!"

After the eyebrowless man put out the fire, he approached Lin Zida again and tried to control him.

Jiang Ning made a gesture of snapping her fingers. The eyebrowless man was startled and his voice was hoarse: "Pretend to be a ghost!"

Jiang Ning snapped his fingers.

Although there was no flame this time, the eyebrowless man still hid behind Lin Zida, letting him act as a cover.

Seeing how frightened he was, Jiang Ning couldn't help laughing.

The bald man finally gave up. He was a discerning man. The kick this kid just gave was too sharp, and he also knew some weird techniques.

They just made a sneak attack and still didn't take advantage.

The nights are long and there are many dreams. If they continue to be involved, they may not be able to leave.

"Pick him up and let's go."

At the same time, he was upset in his heart. If he had acted faster, he might have been able to break Zhuang Jianhui's leg again, but it was a pity that he talked too much.

Jiang Ning said: "I haven't apologized yet."

The bald man's forehead jumped, and he finally said sincerely: "I'm sorry, we were impulsive just now. We will never curse anyone in the future. I sincerely apologize."

Jiang Ning stretched out her hand: "What's the use of apologizing? Pay the compensation, three hundred."

The bald man's mouth twitched, and he honestly took out three banknotes and carefully placed them in Jiang Ning's hand.

He originally had the idea of ​​a sneak attack by hiding the dagger, but under Jiang Ning's stabbing gaze, he gave up abruptly.

The bald man retreated to the man with high cheekbones, helped him up, and quickly disappeared into the alley next to him.

Zhuang Jianhui spat out the steel pipe and said angrily: "Leave them!"

Jiang Ning glanced at him and said, "Oh, can I call him back for you?"

Zhuang Jianhui's face suddenly froze.

Lin Zida suddenly shouted: "Jian Hui, shut up! Is your brain flooded?"

Then, he looked at Jiang Ning with respect on his expression: "Thank you, Jiang Ning. If you weren't here today, I really can't imagine the consequences."

Lin Zida could predict the horror. Jian Hui had already broken an arm. If the steel pipe was knocked down, how many teeth would be saved? And would the other party really let them go so easily?

Thinking of the brutality of the bald man when he attacked, Lin Zida felt that there was no chance that he would be spared.

As soon as he thought of this, the feeling of surviving a disaster suddenly emerged. For the first time, Lin Zida felt that living a healthy life was so beautiful!

For him, even if one hand is disabled, it is an extremely heavy blow, which means that he can no longer hold a controller and play games.

Jiang Ning: "It's a convenient thing."

After Zhuang Jianhui was scolded by Lin Zida, he was silent for a long time and said, "Thank you. If you encounter anything in the future, you can come to me for anything."

In the last few words, he deliberately emphasized his tone. He was not an ungrateful person, but he was blinded by his innate superiority. A stick from his bald head woke him up most of the time.

Jiang Ning waved her hand: "No need."

Lin Zida added: "Thank you so much for today."

He struggled to break free of the rope.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning and Tongtong left together.

…

Lin Zida helped Zhuang Jianhui untie the rope and quickly left the path until he appeared next to the hotel.

Zhuang Jianhui hugged his broken right arm and escaped from the tense area. The pain of the fracture was particularly clear, and his face turned pale from the pain.

Lin Zida called Lin Han and quickly explained, asking her to help contact the hospital and send someone to pick her up.

Huqishan Villa.

Lin Han, who was originally looking forward to a late-night snack, suddenly changed his expression after answering the phone.

Ding Shuyan's eyes were dark and he asked: "Did something happen?"

Lin Han nodded: "Well, Xiaohui's arm was broken."

"Anything else?"

Lin Han: "Little Fatty didn't say much. I'll contact the hospital first. Can you go there later?"

Ding Shuyan put down the tea cup, and the palpitating feeling completely disappeared.

She knew that the crisis was over.

She stood up slowly, her soft white skirt fit her body, and her perfect curves were gradually revealed under the moonlight: "Well, let's go and take a look."
To be continued...