Rent Collector: Get the school district building from the Goddess of Fudge

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Jiang Haiming stood alone on the side of the street. He had finished smoking a cigarette, frowned, and said impatiently listening to the occasional noises from inside.

"What about the profession you promised? It takes so long for a group of people to deal with a kid. I really don't know what use they are for."

Although he said so, he was still unwilling to go in and find out. He is such a conservative person.

When absolute safety is not assured, he will not confront others head-on.

It was still okay at the entrance of the alley, but the sound of fighting came from inside, and Jiang Haiming was really impatient to wait.

It has been nearly 20 minutes since I came out, but the people inside have not come out for a long time.

At this time, the two people in the alley were still in a stalemate. Several thugs surrounded Chen Fan in a corner, sealing off all the escape routes for Chen Fan.

All the subordinates know what kind of temper the gang has, so every time he makes a move, several people stay far away.

Chen Fan also discovered this, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If everyone rushes over indiscriminately, one's physical strength will be exhausted in advance.

The middle-aged man grinned, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Most of the numbness had subsided in the place where Chen Fan's electric baton hit just now, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Chen Fan himself was not feeling well either, the price of the successful blow just now was still all returned to Chen Fan.

Both hands were trembling slightly, and I sighed that the strength in the middle-aged man's hands was much stronger than I imagined.

But both of them only took a breath for a moment, and rushed towards each other again.

And this time, there was no room for the two of them, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Several subordinates couldn't help feeling jealous when they saw it. On the surface, this young man was the oldest, only about 25 years old, and he was actually qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Quan, one of the four members of the gang.

Every time the two collided, due to the particularity of the weapons held by the composition, they still had the upper hand, which made the subordinates feel lucky that they didn't face it alone.

However, the current stalemate is only a superficial phenomenon.

After all, Chen Fan's electric baton is much stronger than ordinary iron bars, and every time the two collide, it will inevitably cause scratches.

Apart from the burning pain where he was accidentally hit, Chen Fan could bear it, but the middle-aged man's aura gradually diminished.

In the subsequent fight, Chen Fan took advantage of his unpreparedness and slammed a stick across his waist.

The middle-aged man stepped back a few steps, and his face became much uglier. The middle-aged man was surprised to find out at this time.

The numbness from the place Chen Fan hit had spread all over his body, which also made his movements sluggish.

The middle-aged man's expression became more and more cold. He looked at the men who surrounded the battlefield between the two, waved his hand, and said in a low voice.

"The next move, we should decide the outcome, no matter what, we can't let this kid escape, you just charge up!"

The subordinate who was closest to him nodded, and gave the other companions a look.

Chen Fan naturally saw this scene, and his heart sank. The thing he was worried about really happened.

The situation this time was much more dangerous than the situation with that guy named Tonghu last time. Everyone who was watching from the sidelines gave Chen Fan a very uncomfortable feeling.

He was sure that this was no longer the strength of an ordinary gangster, and he might even have a life on his back. It seemed that this time he underestimated the real power hidden in Nangang again.

Chen Fan looked around to find a breakthrough point, but there were at least a dozen or so people around him.

If he continued to confront the middle-aged man in front of him head-on, he would definitely lose.

Chen Fan was a little puzzled, every time the system would go silent after he got into trouble, this time it was still the same.

The familiar sound in my mind didn't sound, but the middle-aged man attacked again.

The sound of the iron rod piercing through the air sounded, and it hit Chen Fan's face directly, and subconsciously took the blow with one hand across his face.

Chen Fan's complexion became a little ugly, even now his physique is already different from ordinary people.

But for such a long-term high-intensity activity, it still consumes his physical and mental strength.

Seeing this blow, the middle-aged man's expression darkened completely after being resisted again.

His current strength is less than 1/2 of what he had just now, and every attack he makes consumes his physical strength and vitality.

During the collision with Chen Fan, he was even more affected, his complexion changed, a little ugly, his chest fluttered, and he was panting lightly.

Naturally, Chen Fan could tell that the middle-aged man was not feeling well.

But in his current state, if he wanted to defeat him in just a few rounds, and under the heavy siege of this gang, it was almost impossible to leave intact.

With a bang, the middle-aged man leaned on the iron rod on the ground, and finally he couldn't support himself anymore and stopped.

Just now, it was like running water, attacking uninterruptedly, and several subordinates swarmed up after seeing him stop his movements.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth and once again exploded his speed to the extreme, only to feel a clicking sound coming from his legs.

It was as if his leg bones could no longer bear the high load and began to break down.

But if you are swarmed by this group of guys, there is no possibility of surviving at all.

The only thing to do now is to get out of the encirclement and try to find an opportunity...

The reaction speed of several subordinates was a bit faster than Chen Fan's imagination. Everyone seemed to have colluded with each other in advance, and rushed to Chen Fan's position from different directions and angles.

Fortunately, Chen Fan's agility was a little faster than these guys, and all his subordinates swarmed up, but missed.

Chen Fan broke away from the encirclement in an instant, his feet were on the ground, his face turned pale.

The severe pain from his legs made him temporarily in a trance.

Chen Fan forcibly cheered himself up, he must not fall here, otherwise...

Chen Fan didn't allow him to think about it any longer, gritted his teeth and struggled to move out of the alley.

However, the group of subordinates behind him naturally would not sympathize with what happened to him.

There were playful smiles on each face. If it was Chen Fan before, they would naturally have to be cautious, but now he is like a bereaved dog.

"Boy, don't leave. If you don't run, we can save your life, but if you dare to be dishonest, our methods are more interesting than you think."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but frowned when he heard such words from his subordinates, but in his current state, he didn't bother to care about these things...