Noble Lady's Ring

  Lin Dong, the big officer, turned his head and saw that the knife-scarred brother was leading more than a dozen little rascals, killing intent surging forth as they approached, their aura under the night sky seeming like that of a daredevil squad filled with ferocity.

  The official didn't say another word and picked up Han Yudie, this demon, then started the Bolt Road.

  Fortunately, Han Yudie's body was light, if it were as heavy as a big mother, the official's arm would have been bent long ago.

  Han Yudie was like a gentle little wild cat nestled in the bosom of a high-ranking official, shouting loudly all the way: "Shh, shh, ah."

  The big official was so egg-achingly painful, his two legs were like a cheetah's, full of explosive power, and he charged forward with all his might.

  The official's speed was first-rate, and he held her in his arms while gently stroking the few strands of hair on her forehead.

  Dàogē and a dozen or so little rascals were shocked, deeply shocked. Is this human? What kind of awesome heart and body does one need to cultivate such a powerful physique?

  Dào bā gē used two seconds to make a phone call. Tonight, we must thoroughly intercept Lín Dàguān rén and then settle the score with him.

  The big official immediately heard the deafening sound of motorcycle engines coming from behind, he knew that the flying car party had appeared again, and he was resentful in his heart, if he had a sports car, he would have rushed out long ago.

  Two modified motorcycles drove fiercely in front of the official, and the official let out a loud shout. A dragon-like kick sent one of the guys on the left flying, hanging him from a streetlight. The strength in the official's legs was unimaginable. The guy on the right swung his club at the official's head, but the official wouldn't let him succeed. After dodging the attack with a slide, he kicked the guy in the back. Thinking that if he didn't leave now, those thugs would definitely kill him, the official started up the motorcycle. "I want to pee, I want to pee," said Hanyu Die, feeling like she was watching an action movie.

  "Damn it!" Just as Da Guan Ren was about to ride his motorcycle away from the scene, two vans suddenly appeared out of nowhere and blocked his path.

  The car light shone on the official's face, and the official immediately abandoned the motorcycle and ran back.

  Dagger Scar and those dozen or so little rascals had already panted their way up.

  The official's palms were slightly sweaty. If it weren't for Han Yudie being here, he would have run away a long time ago. With this burden on his back, he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

  The official used only three seconds to send a lifesaving message to Tiezi.

  He had completely calmed down by now. Han Yudie seemed to have realized something, blinking her eyes and staring at Lin Dong's face.

  Han Yudie's hand suddenly touched the chin of the high-ranking official, and she said with a smile: "Birdman, you just shook me so hard that it felt really good."

  The official has already died of tofu heart.

  "Shut up." The official fiercely scolded, his eyes extremely menacing.

  Han Yudie pouted, very unaccustomed to the sudden outburst of the big official, but she liked snuggling in the big official's arms.

  The official's chest may not be the broadest, but it is warm and cozy to snuggle up in, listening to the strong and musically rhythmic heartbeat.

  "Damn it, you're as fast as a rabbit! Where are you running to?" Scar said to Lin Dong as soon as he came up.

  Lin Dong smiled and said: "Knife Scar Brother, aren't you being too petty? I just hit you a few times, and you're mobilizing so many people. You really think highly of me."

  Dagger Scar's eyes were fixed on Lin Dong with a sinister gaze, damn it, thinking of himself and his few little brothers being beaten down like a dead dog by Lin Dong's hands made him so angry that his gums bled.

  "If I didn't take you seriously, I wouldn't have asked the Flying Car Party to show up." Scar Brother wasn't the main character, just a supporting role. To vent his anger and spend 10,000 yuan, he asked the Flying Car Party to show up and teach Lin Dong a lesson.

  "Is it true that this kid took down the six of you by himself?" The speaker was a young man with a cigarette in his mouth, looking arrogant and unbelievable. He glanced at Lin Dong with a mixture of shock and excitement, his eyes gleaming brightly as he realized that the kid was holding onto a stunning beauty.

  "Fourth brother, this kid is like he's playing World of Warcraft with a cheat code." Scar said honestly, his eyes full of venomous resentment.

  Ma Si heard what Dāo Bā said so seriously, not like a fake, and once again sized up Lin Dong. He didn't see anything unusual, but he could test Lin Dong's skills.

  "Go up a few." Ma Si spat out a mouthful of thick smoke and said.

  "Fourth Brother, with an iron pipe?" a rascal asked.

  "Damn it, he's your dad, what's with all the politeness? Just don't beat him to death."

  Five thugs, one of whom was holding a steel pipe over a meter long, glared at Lin Dong and slowly surrounded him step by step.

  Lin Dong put down Han Yudie, who let out a belch and said "I want to see the Bird People fly". Lin Dong slapped Han Yudie's butt hard. Han Yudie almost jumped up. "Damn it, stay still for me."

  Lin Dong is definitely not a reckless and stupid birdman, but now he thinks he can release the turtle's aura to subdue these little brothers, but in reality, there is only farting.

  He just delayed the time, fortunately these people didn't all shamelessly surround him, otherwise the consequences would be very serious.

  The four men exchanged a glance and rushed forward, their four iron pipes greeting the official's body.

  These four people are all skilled fighters and they all know the ferocity of Lin's Thunder Leg, so they specifically target his weak points.

  Mr. Lin showed off his incredible skills at this moment, and when he was hit by an iron pipe on his arm, he swept away the two guys with a single stroke of his sword, snatched an iron pipe from the enemy's hand, and directly smashed it onto one guy's shoulder.

  Two seconds later, all four fighters were knocked to the ground by Lin Daguang.

  "Damn it." Ma Si spat out cigarette butts and stomped his leather shoes fiercely several times.

  "Get them all up." Ma Si was enraged, and the four of them were knocked down so neatly. They really underestimated Lin.

  Twenty rascals united with a stick, iron pipe and dagger in array.

  Even the calmest person would be shocked by such a scene, saying that one is not afraid of death is nonsense, anyone who sees such an awesome formation will have fear.

  The official also said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Dagger scar brother, fourth brother, you won't be joking with me this little brother, right? Alright, I'll apologize and give you compensation, and we'll just pretend nothing happened."

  Ma Siyuan burst out laughing: "Compensation and apology? Oh, what kind of compensation and apology?"

  Mr. Lin smiled and said, "Alright, I'll give you 500,000 yuan, and let's just forget about what happened. We're all out here trying to make a living, after all. Having one more friend means having one more road to take, don't you think?"