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Chapter 44: One against Ten

From the moment he spoke the first sentence to Shen Yiling, his life was doomed to a sad ending!!!

The mistake was that he shouldn't have provoked someone he couldn't afford to offend. Not only him, but even the invisible bosses behind him couldn't afford to offend Zhao.

Under Dong Lixiang's command, the six young men on the first motorcycle filed out, holding up their machetes, and quickly approached Zhao Jianhui. Shen Yiling and Tong Junyan, who had been beaten by someone, beside Zhao Jianhui, both changed color at this moment.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yiling pointed at the person who came with a calm face, but the other party rushed towards Zhao Jianhui with a machete without saying a word. However, a shocking scene appeared. Seeing several guys coming with machetes, Zhao Jianhui was prepared. He shook his body, stretched out his hand and knocked one down with a punch, and kicked another one with a kick. His movements were smooth and almost completed at the same time.

The guys following behind the two of them saw that he was moving so fast that it was scary. They stretched out their feet from the side and knocked one down. The one behind him hadn't come to his senses yet and was kicked on the butt by Zhao Jianhui. He rushed forward a few steps and fell headfirst to the ground, his face bruised and bloody.

In Shen Yiling's shocked eyes, Zhao Jianhui pointed east and hit west, using both fists and feet. With a cry of "Ouch", another unlucky guy fell down again.

In less than half a minute, the six people who rushed over first had all fallen down. The young man who got off the motorcycle behind was almost scared silly. When he came to his senses and looked at Dong Lixiang sitting on the ground, Dong Lao Da was also scared silly at this moment, thinking, is this *** still a human? How can this guy be so powerful?

"Go, he's just one person, I don't believe he can knock down so many people at once." There was no use in being afraid. At this time, Dong Lixiang already knew that he had kicked the iron plate today, but at this time he was already riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. He couldn't lead seventy or eighty brothers to run away because of being scared by one person, right?

After hearing what Dong Lixiang said, the young men took out their machetes and surrounded Zhao Jianhui, forcing him forward step by step.

At this moment, Zhao Jianhui suddenly took out a dark pistol from his arms and pointed it at the young man walking in front with a smile: "Do you think I will really dare to shoot you to death?"

"Plop..." The young man knelt on the ground with both knees, trembling his teeth and said: "Boss, I... I, I surrender..."

"Hold your head with both hands, squat down..." Zhao Jianhui shouted, and those people looked at each other and looked at Dong Lixiang. Zhao Jianhui walked over and grabbed his hair. With a little force, Dong Lixiang was pulled out of a handful of hair.

"Ouch..." Dong Lixiang screamed in pain. His wrist had just been cut off by Zhao Jianhui's hand knife. Now the huge pain trembled on the tip of his heart and had not dissipated yet. Another wave of strong pain was transmitted to his brain.

Before he finished shouting, Zhao Jianhui said coldly: "You are really bold, you dare to tease women in broad daylight..."

Dong Lixiang was still stubborn, groaning: "Damn it, do you know who I am? You hit me,..."

With a "slap", Zhao Jianhui slapped him hard: "Shut your stinky mouth! Make your people squat obediently..."

Dong Lixiang really deserved a beating, his face was covered with blood, but he still stubbornly shouted: "Wait, you kid, I will definitely make you look good!" Zhao Jianhui suddenly laughed: "You really won't cry until you see the coffin? I don't shoot doesn't mean I really dare not shoot you. I want you to stay in prison for a few more years if you keep your life."

As he said, he pointed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at his thighs, and with two "bangs", a pair of blood holes immediately appeared on Dong Lixiang's two thick legs.

"Shooting... killing people..." The young people standing behind Dong Lixiang screamed and turned around to run. When they turned around, they saw that behind them, there were already many police officers in uniform.

"Dong Lixiang, I have already told you that I can call three to five hundred people with one phone call. Do you believe it now?!" Zhao Jianhui asked with a smile. "Even if you have more people, can you outnumber the army and the police?"

This time the police came very quickly. After receiving Li Nan's order, the people from the East City Branch arrived within five minutes. After Li Nan notified the branches to dispatch police forces to rush to the fruit market, he also rushed over with the city bureau's riot squad and special police team.

Speaking of Dong Lixiang's name, it is a household name in Dongcheng and even the entire Pengzhou area, and everyone is afraid of him. Dong Lixiang is 33 years old, a former worker at the Pengzhou Feed Factory. He was sentenced twice and was known as the "Local Leprosy Overlord" in Dongcheng District. His subordinates Liang Sandao and Li Hongqiang were both Dong Lixiang's die-hard thugs and leaders, and they had been detained and sentenced many times.

Since Dong Lixiang was released from labor reform and "set up a stick" in Dongcheng District and called himself "boss", he openly declared: "I set up a stick and I am the king!" Some local ruffians and hooligans all called him "Brother Xiang" and there were more than 30 hooligans and thugs who often surrounded him. Jiang Jinguang, another boss who was sentenced to prison and released before him, was dissatisfied and said, "Who is he?" This really annoyed Dong Lixiang, and then a fierce battle like the old Shanghai gangs' "black eating black" for the "boss" began.

One night, Dong Lixiang and a group of thugs chased Jiang Jinguang home. Without saying anything, they beat anyone and smashed anything they saw. Jiang Jinguang and his right-hand man Zhang Rongguo were covered in blood. Jiang Jinguang was not to be trifled with: "How dare this kid fight me?"

Three days later at 5 a.m., Jiang Jinguang gathered a group of thugs and rushed to Dong Lixiang's home with guns and knives. They set up a "duel" formation. According to the "rules" they had privately set, Dong Lixiang started first. He swung a sharp axe at Jiang Jinguang, and Jiang Jinguang's left arm was immediately covered in blood.