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Chapter 177 Fierce Battle

The slashing outside was coming to an end. The two people in front and behind the car were cut into human form. A large amount of bright red blood washed the entire car's body, and blood was everywhere. Han Feng hugged Yang Xiwen and sat quietly in the car, completely witnessing all this.

The childishness on one of the young men in front of the car was obvious. Depending on his age, he should be only seventeen or eighteen years old. According to Han Feng's judgment, it was the first time he chopped people. He held a machete and slashed them out of order, and greeted them all, not like the beard next to him. He didn't take many times, but the effect of each knife was much greater than that of him. The reason why Han Feng paid so much attention to that person was because he found that this guy seemed to be in a madness. The fear and excitement of killing for the first time left his brain in a state of extreme chaos and excitement. To put it bluntly, it was the killing of people and the eyes were red.

Often such a person is the most dangerous because he has lost his mind and is in excitement and confusion. If his brain cannot be vented or suppressed, it is likely to affect the fish.

"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen killing people?" The man in front of him was cut into pieces. The crazy young man really targeted the person in the car. He shouted at Han Feng fiercely, "Look again, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Han Feng didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but it doesn't mean he was afraid. He came to the United States for the establishment of a company, so for such gangster revenge, he stayed quietly in the car and didn't move, no matter you were killed outside the car. Facing the other party's arrogance, Han Feng glanced at him and turned his gaze to Yang Xiwen in his arms, and chose to tolerate him. After all, he had to consider Yang Xiwen's situation. He only hoped that the few people outside could leave immediately after chopping off the people so that they could drive the car away. If they were to do this, they would lose any appetite.

However, things were so unsatisfactory. Seeing Han Feng turning his head "obediently", the man subconsciously thought that he was also an ordinary person who could be ravaged by him at will. At this time, he vaguely saw that there was a person sitting on the other side of the car, and according to the color of the clothes, he was still a woman. So he reached out and wiped off the somewhat sticky blood from the car window, and saw Yang Xiwen inside. He was obviously amazed by Yang Xiwen's beauty. After a little stunned, he smashed the car body with the hilt and made a "distance" sound, and then shouted: "Get out! Come out!"

Yang Xiwen's body trembled suddenly, and Han Feng's face also turned cold at this moment.

"Have you the fuck heard it? Get out of here quickly!!!"

Although it was a bit strange to see him performing such a move, they, as companions, also cooperated to shout and smashed the car door, making it "bangbang" sound. They must let Han Feng and the others open the car door.

Han Feng frowned and thought for a while, then said to Yang Xiwen: "Stay here and don't go out."

Seeing that he had untied his seat belt, Yang Xiwen didn't know what he was going to do, so she quickly stopped him and said, "Han Feng, don't! Don't go out!"

Han Feng comforted, "Don't worry, they can't hurt me."

Although he knew that Han Feng was very good, Yang Xiwen still disagreed: "No~ Let's call the police, yes, call the police!" As he said that, Yang Xiwen picked up her cell phone and wanted to call "911" to call the police.

"It's useless, you're obedient and sit here! Remember, after I go out, lock the car door!" Han Feng saw that one of the people outside had already brought a big hammer from elsewhere. If he didn't stop it, the car box would probably be smashed.

After saying that, Han Feng opened the car door and went out, then immediately closed the car door and blocked his body outside. Yang Xiwen hesitated for a moment, and finally locked the lock. She also knew that she was his burden now and could no longer distract him.

"Fuck! You finally know that you're out!" The young man who screamed the loudest used a machete to press his body on the body of the car, and then slowly walked towards the Hanfeng side. The sharp machete struck a long scratch on the body of the car, making a harsh noise, "I'm not happy today and I have no choice but to use your horse to relieve the fire!"

"Hey!" Han Feng suddenly said, "This car is rented. If you cut the car, you will have to pay."

"!!!" The other three people were simply suspicious of their ears when they heard Han Feng's words.

"Ha...ah--"

After hearing Han Feng's words, the young man was about to laugh a few words to express his current mood, but his laughter quickly turned into a scream. In just a moment, he flew out somehow. At the same time, a heart-wrenching pain came from his right shoulder, and there seemed to be a "click" sound in his ears, and it seemed that it was coming from his body.

"Bang!" The heavy object landed!

The muffled sound seemed to be directly heard in the hearts of the other two, shocking their hearts to shrink for a while.

Too fast! This is their first thought!

The speed was too fast! They only saw a shadow flashing by, and then the boy Xiaoqiang screamed and flew out.

Such a strong force, one punch can actually knock a person away! This is their second thought.

The two looked at each other and knew that they had hit the nail on the ground today. They couldn't help but feel a little regretful. They had already done their own work, but they were all blamed for that boy! But now that it's like this, no matter how much they regret it, it's useless, so they had to bite the bullet and go on.

The mustache that was chopping people with Xiaoqiang just now was obviously more experienced and good at it. After a realistic fake, he slashed at Han Feng in the head. This is his unique skill of fame. Basically, in this kind of fight, people rarely care about this. The brain will no longer think about anything at this time, so at least ninety-nine out of a hundred people will be deceived by the flick in front of him, which will lead to his center of gravity leaning forward, and there is no time to avoid his back moves.

However, this time his luck was obviously not very good. He encountered one percent of the chance. He was about to slash Han Feng, but Han Feng's figure suddenly disappeared, and instead he suddenly appeared on the back of his knife with a hand.

"Want to grab the knife? Dream!" Xiaowang's beard has rich experience in fighting. He also had measures to deal with this situation. He did not stop and pull the knife back, but continued downwards along the knife's momentum, and then turned in an arc, sweeping across his waist, so that a bloody hole could be drawn on his waist.

Wishes are beautiful, reality is cruel. The beard miscalculated again. After pulling the knife, he did not pull back, but followed that direction and pressed directly downward and accelerated.

The blood-stained machete drew a beautiful arc. When the beard wanted to turn, he found that he could not use any strength at all. The control of the knife completely fell into the other party's hands, and the arc continued-

Xiaomoustache didn't understand the other party's intentions, and her face turned pale and she wanted to abandon the knife and retreat, but at this time there was no hurry!

"ah--"

The mustache screamed, and a big bloody hole was pulled out on the left side of the body, and blood was pouring out!

Seeing this, the remaining man knew that he was no match for Han Feng no matter what, so he hit Yang Xiwen. He lifted the sledgehammer in his hand and thumped at the car window glass.

"Bang!" A loud bang directly smashed a big hole in the car window. Fortunately, it was plexiglass and no debris was produced. Yang Xiwen was just frightened.

The man wanted to hit another hammer, but Han Feng didn't have a chance. He kept flying into his body and nailing it so that he couldn't move at all.

Han Feng knocked on the car door and said, "Xiwen, it's okay, please open the door."

"Feng, you're not injured, are you?" Yang Xiwen asked worriedly, "Why do you have so much blood on you?"

"I'm fine, this is not my blood." Han Feng sat in, took off his coat, threw it into the back car box, and said, "Drive."

"Driving? But here..." Yang Xiwen looked at Han Feng in surprise.

"They are all fine." Han Feng was very sensible when he started just now and did not cause any death. Seeing her hesitant look, he asked, "Have you called the police?"

"No...but I called Shirley."

Yang Xiwen was so anxious that Shirley's family seemed to be a mafia and a gangster, so she called her and told her about the situation here to see if she could help.

There are all Chinese gangsters here. If the mafia intervenes, wouldn’t it be that the more you help, the more you help?

Han Feng had already heard someone coming here, so he said to Yang Xiwen: "You sit here and I'll drive."

"You can drive?"

Han Feng did not explain this time.

Ford, whose body was covered in blood, turned his head urgently and rushed out of Chinatown quickly.
Chapter completed!
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