Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

After Four-Finger Tan asked his men to take out their firearms, he asked the gangsters surrounding Jiang Ran to move out of the way.

Jiang Ran stood on the ground with one foot and stepped on Liu Qingqing's plump and juicy breasts with the other. In front of him was a passage paved with warm yellow carpets, with people kneeling on both sides of the passage.

At the end of the carpet was a pile of corpses and broken limbs. The thick blood soaked the warm yellow carpet into dark orange, which looked bloody and weird under the light.

Further forward is a door that cuts off his sight. This door also gives Si Zhi Tan unlimited hope of escape.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Nearly 30 seconds had passed from the time Four Finger Tan closed the door to Liu Qingqing speaking, to the time all the gangsters knelt on the ground.

It only takes a few dozen seconds at most to go from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, then run to the fourth floor and take the elevator to the private house on the first floor.

Even if I had to run out of the alley and drive, it would only take less than 2 minutes if I ran at full speed.

Jiang Ran has not made any movement until now, and Kong Youyuan knows that he may not be able to catch up.

Seeing that he seemed hesitant when looking at the gangster who was kneeling on the ground, he thought for a while and finally reminded him: "Few of the people under Four Finger Tan's command are clean. If you seem to be begging for mercy now, maybe you will turn around and take revenge!"

"They have all seen the power of a grandmaster. Mr. Tan abandoned everyone as if they were worn out shoes. Mr. Jiang spared their lives and will only gain gratitude. No one dares to think of revenge!"

Liu Qingqing couldn't help but defend herself when she saw the bald man applying eye drops to Jiang Ran.

"Besides, these people are paid to do things. Apart from watching the scene and dealing with troublemakers, they really haven't done anything harmful to nature."

"You fart!" Kong Youyuan was so angry at this mature woman telling lies with her eyes open that he didn't care about her charm, so he uttered a curse word.

Jiang Ran thought for a moment, picked up a pair of unopened cards from the card table, and looked down at Liu Qingqing, who was being stepped on.

"The playing cards are well made, can you give me a pair?"

Liu Qingqing was a little stunned by this question, but she quickly put on a flattering and seductive smile: "Mr. Jiang is joking, it's just a deck of cards, you can have as many as you want!"

Jiang Ran nodded with satisfaction and moved his feet wearing sneakers.

Liu Qingqing suddenly felt the heavy feeling in her chest relax, and her plumpness quickly rebounded back to its original shape. Even when she was lying on the ground, layers of snow waves were still shaking.

She had just taken a few deep breaths when she felt the foot leave her chest and reach her lower back.

Before he had time to think about what he wanted to do with this move, he found himself being pushed up by the opponent's instep and lifted directly off the ground, floating in the air.

Jiang Ran raised his leg and pressed his foot on her tight and tender calf, causing Liu Qingqing to turn half a circle from lying in the air and stand up straight again.

Before the mature woman's feet even touched the ground, she felt a moderate force on her lower abdomen. She kept herself a few centimeters above the ground and flew straight towards the wall.

Jiang Ran followed suit and kicked Li Youcai, who was huddled at the corner of the table, towards the wall in the same way.

Kong Youyuan's mouth went dry when he saw him looking at him.

Since he kept standing, Jiang Ran didn't kick him, but picked up the opponent by his collar and threw him like a sandbag.

The three of them each staggered by half and flew backwards. Liu Qingqing and Li Youcai both faced backwards. Kong Youyuan met their eyes, but did not pay attention to this problem.

After seeing the heavy curtains on the wall, he finally realized what Jiang Ran was going to do.

"Mr. Jiang, for the purpose of protection and sound insulation, the windows are made of special three-layer insulating glass. The hollow layer is close to 12 centimeters, and it is inlaid. There is no way to open the window!"

Jiang Ran turned a deaf ear and the Jiujie Jin under his feet caused the carpet to sink a little where he stepped on it.

A huge thrust surged out from the soles of his feet, causing him to turn into an arrow and instantly catch up with the three people who had already flown dozens of meters backwards.

Jiang Ran's acceleration directly allowed him to pass Kong Youyuan, as well as Li Youcai and Liu Qingqing, who were still in a state of confusion.

He leaned forward half-way, his feet still pushing forward, one hand always behind his back, and the other hand holding the unopened playing cards hanging in front of him.

When he came to the wall, his terrifying forward momentum stopped abruptly. He turned into a petal and stood lightly on the ground. He immediately tore off the heavy curtain and let it fall directly to the ground.

A very thick complete glass that appears in the eye cannot be opened flat or sideways.

Seeing that she was about to hit the thick glass at such a fast speed, Liu Qingqing had already envisioned the scene of her splitting. She turned her head straight with numbness, not daring to look any further.

The expected situation of her body falling apart did not happen. One foot directly touched her buttocks, eliminating the terrifying force.

Liu Qingqing opened her eyes in fear.

Then he saw a slender arm holding an unopened playing card reach out from his shoulder and lightly support Li Youcai's back.

So the fat man who screamed while flying upside down seemed to have turned into a piece of paper, losing all kinetic energy and falling safely on the spot.

Then, at the critical moment when Kong Youyuan closed his eyes tightly and was only a few centimeters away from hitting the glass, this hand stretched out two fingers to pinch his clothes.

The bloody scene did not happen, and Kong Youyuan's speed did not drag the footsteps of the young man beside him.

His two fingers were as immovable as mountains.

Jiang Ran released his fingers, and Kong Youyuan fell to the ground from a height of a few centimeters. It was like jumping on the spot with a small step, and the slight shock could be completely ignored.

He wiped the cold sweat from his bald head and said with lingering fear: "Mr. Jiang, if you slow down a little bit, I will explain it here!"

Liu Qingqing's plump body trembled wildly, and she felt the feeling of flying backwards without any resistance. Then one foot took away all the impact, and she finally felt the power of the Grandmaster.

Having been stepped on just now, I only knew that the other party had killed many people, but the feeling was more intuitive when I had no personal experience.

It's no wonder that his father, with his deep knowledge of the city and his methods, also chose to escape in an instant.

Facing the Grandmaster, how ridiculous are conspiracies and tricks?

Liu Qingqing's moist and charming mature body trembled slightly, her messy hair stuck to her red lips and pretty face, and her smooth and fragrant sweat flowed down.

This inexplicable scene also made the kneeling horsemen confused. They dragged their knees and turned around.

Seeing Grandmaster Jiang, who was as tall as a pine tree and as tall as a crane, one hand was pressed against the thick triple-layer glass. Although he didn't understand what the other person was doing, looking at the situation, it seemed that he had let them go?

"I'm just saying, no one took action, why did he kill us?"

The strong fear receded like a tide, and a ruffian couldn't help but slumped to the ground and muttered softly.

"The Grandmaster is nothing more than that. He doesn't even understand the principle of letting a tiger go back to the mountain." The gangster, who had a centipede-shaped scar connecting his cheek to the side of his neck, looked at him sinisterly.

"Yes, yes, let the tiger go back to the mountain, even ten of you are no match for me!" A gangster nodded feebly a few times, his words sarcastic.

"What a shame!" The gangster with the centipede scar glanced at him disdainfully. Although he was far away from Jiang Ran, he subconsciously lowered his voice.

"We are certainly no match for him, but doesn't he have parents or brothers and sisters?" Seeing his brothers looking at him thoughtfully, he smiled bitterly.

"Even if there are no direct relatives alive, wouldn't we wait? It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. How can we wait for him to get married and have a baby? Are we afraid that he won't find the chance to take revenge?"

"When the time comes, I'll send his wife to the Furnace State to find some black guys to film and video. I'll make him angry and disgusted to death!"

Many ruffians looked at each other, each with their own thoughts. Their faces were full of lewd smiles and shame and anger because they had just knelt down to beg for mercy. However, they had no intention of objecting to these words.