My super open life

But before he could see what was going on, he was punched in the back of the head, and he didn't even have time to utter a cry for help.

"Who?"

The few remaining security guards instantly felt like an enemy.

Li Huaishui came out of the elevator, his hands grabbed the hair of the man in black, and dragged him all the way.

"Go away, or he will be a role model!"

The leading security guard's expression changed drastically, and he took out the guy from his waist without hesitation.

But before he put his finger on the trigger, a dazzling light flashed, and his arm was chopped off by Qi Gen in the next second.

"what!!!"

Blood splattered.

He knelt on the ground in pain, clutching his bleeding arm, and shouted in panic and panic, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

Li Huaishui looked at him sideways, his cold pupils filled with indifference.

"Don't you think it's too late?"

With a single finger, the man fell straight down, his eyes widened.

Seeing Li Huaishui's cold blood, the rest of the men in black were so frightened that their souls almost flew away. They didn't know who was leading the way, and a group of people ran away crying.

Li Huaishui stepped forward and put his hand on the doorknob of the ward.

Because of the thick sound-proof glass, Zhang Jun, who was still lying on the hospital bed, didn't know what happened outside.

After treatment, he is now conscious.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he said displeasedly: "Who let you in, get out!"

After waiting for a few seconds, he found that the person still hadn't left. He turned his head angrily, and when he saw the person clearly, his face, which had just recovered a little blood, turned pale instantly.

……

"Master Song, I think this kid is dying."

Brother Shui threw away the iron rod in his hand, and said out of breath.

Duan Zhang huddled on the ground, and his body began to convulse. There was no clean spot all over his body, and it was full of blood and vomit.

Zhang Songnian said with a smile: "If you die, you will die. There is nothing to make a fuss about. Let Li Huaishui and I collect some interest first."

He suddenly got up and patted Brother Shui on the face: "Xiao Shui, did I tell you to stop?"

A trace of panic flashed across Brother Shui's face, he quickly picked up the iron rod from the ground, pointed at Wu Xia and the others and said, "Hurry up, let's move on to the next round."

Li Jianguo's face was full of tears, and blood was bleeding from his lips. He said in a hoarse voice: "Stop torturing the child, hit me if you want to hit me, please!"

"Old man, did you let me talk?"

Brother Shui cursed viciously, and was about to hit Li Jianguo with an iron rod.

"Drip drip."

The piercing siren sounded, and a Santana sped from outside the warehouse.

Brother Shui's hand stopped in the air, and Zhang Songnian finally stood up from the chair.

At the same time, twenty or thirty men in black in the warehouse moved forward one after another, forming a circle around the car in a blink of an eye.

Li Huaishui got out of the car, and the first thing he saw were the people tied up and the blood stains on the ground. His eyes turned red instantly, and his chest began to heave.

"You are Li Huaishui?"

Zhang Songnian didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and walked out of the crowd unhurriedly.

He looked at Li Huaishui with interest, like a hunter teasing his prey, confident.

But Li Huaishui didn't have this leisurely mood, his voice was colder than the glacier of the North Pole: "Who hurt my father and my friend?"

Brother Shui took a step forward in disdain, with the iron rod in his hand on Li Huaishui's shoulder.

"I was the one who hit your father, and I was the one who hit your friend!"

"What's the matter, you bit me?"

After he finished speaking with a smile, the others also laughed.

Zhang Songnian shook his head jokingly and said, "I thought it would be someone who beat my son, but I didn't expect it to be such an idiot."

Hearing what he said, the laughter of the crowd became even more insane, and some people deliberately knocked on the tables and chairs with the things in their hands, making a ding-dong ding-dong sound.

Li Huaishui glanced at it, turned his head to look at the iron rod on his shoulder, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it forward.

Brother Shui felt that his hand was empty, and the iron rod was already in Li Huaishui's hands.

Holding this iron rod, Li Huaishui held both ends with his palms, and exerted force in opposite directions like twisting a twist.

But in the blink of an eye, the iron rod as thick as a small arm was twisted into a pile of scrap copper and iron, and then he threw it to the ground.

The crowd was silent, Brother Shui stood at the front, and suddenly felt a trace of regret in his heart.

But Li Huaishui would not give him a chance to regret it, so he swung his fist like lightning, and in a panic, Brother Shui blocked it with both fists indiscriminately.

"Pfft..." Brother Shui's arms were like bursting watermelons, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood, flying around.

Zhang Songnian turned pale with shock, even his heart like a stone was terrified by Li Huaishui's thunderous tactics just now, he quickly jumped into the crowd and shouted sharply to his subordinates: "Go, let me go!"

Frightened by his usual power, although the man in black hesitated briefly, he finally rushed forward, aiming all kinds of weapons at Li Huaishui.

If there is no accident, Li Huaishui will have nowhere to escape and will die on the spot.

"A water!"

"Brother Li!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, whether it was Li Jianguo, Liu Xiuqin, or Wu Xia and the others, they couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Li Huaishui raised his head slowly, looking at the various weapons that were coming at him, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He moved his hands back and forth a few times, all the weapons were taken away by him, and the knives and guns turned into lumps of iron

Although these men in black have seen a lot of battles, they were all fighting with local hooligans like them. When have they seen such a 'quick hand'?
Many people began to back off and kept retreating, but Zhang Songnian picked up a broken knife from the ground and stabbed it directly into a person's body.

There were bloodstains all over his face, and he said with a ferocious expression, "Whoever runs will die!"

Immediately, he pulled out the broken knife, pointed at everyone, and then pointed at Li Huaishui: "Whoever kills him for me, I will give him [-] million. He only has one person. If you go together, can he kill you all? "

A group of men in black looked at each other, and then many of them gritted their teeth and ran towards Li Huaishui with bare hands.

Driven by these people, more and more people picked up something and launched a second attack on Li Huaishui.

Zhang Songnian laughed cruelly.

This is the charm of money, as long as you have money, you can make people crazy.

No matter how good you are at fighting, what's the point? If you can beat seven or eight, how can you beat twenty or thirty people?
But he wasn't happy for long, Li Huaishui told him with practical actions - I'm sorry, it's really possible!
Li Huaishui jumped up from the spot, soaring in mid-air, looking at these men in black who were doing a lot of evil on weekdays, his eyes burst out with infinite coldness.

All the men in black were under his fist, like fallen crops, and no one could stand.

Zhang Songnian opened his mouth wide enough to stuff one or five eggs, panting heavily, his back was wet a lot, and he didn't know if it was sweat or the blood that was stained.

If it wasn't for the ruthless effort to carry it, he would have almost knelt down on the spot.

Li Huaishui glanced at him indifferently, walked to the trunk of the car, and pulled out a young man with bandages all over his body.

Zhang Songnian blinked his eyelids, and shouted in panic, "Son!"

Zhang Jun himself was seriously injured, and being dragged on the ground by Li Huaishui in this way, there were piercing pains all over his body.

But compared to the shock in my heart, the pain on my body is nothing.

Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Zhang Jun felt that he was going crazy, and his stomach was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but want to retch.

"Dad, Dad, save me!"

He shouted desperately.

Zhang Songnian knelt down with a plop, and crawled to Li Huaishui's feet: "Please, let my son go, I will agree to any conditions you have."

"I know that it was my fault to arrest your family and friends, but I will make it up to you. I can give you a lot of money, and I guarantee that you have never seen so much money in your life."

"With this money, you don't have to drive such a rubbish car, you don't have to share rent with others, and you don't have to go to work to earn money. Isn't it a good life?"

He stared at Li Huaishui expectantly, and took out the checkbook from his pocket: "As long as you let me and my son go, I'll write you a check right away, okay?"

Li Huaishui looked at him quietly and said lightly.

"Do you think you are rich?"

He suddenly leaned down and whispered a few words to Zhang Songnian, only to see that Zhang Songnian froze suddenly, and the check book in his hand fell to the ground and fell into the blood.

Li Huaishui picked up a knife from the ground and cut off the ropes on Li Jianguo and the others. Everyone else was fine, but Duan Zhang was seriously injured.

Li Huaishui quickly helped him up and checked his injuries. Fortunately, he didn't suffer any internal injuries. If he was treated properly, he should be alive and kicking soon.

He secretly sent a burst of zhenqi into Duan Zhang's body. Although this guy is a little fatter, his meridians are much wider than ordinary people.

Sure enough, Duan Zhang groaned comfortably, and his face gradually became rosier.

Li Huaishui threw the car keys to Cai Yangdao, "Take my parents back first, and I'll deal with the matter here."