You are the uncle!

The reason why he was able to deal with the two opponents so easily just now was all due to the opponent's momentary carelessness.

Now that the opponent has prepared himself, if he wants to use the tricks just now, I'm afraid it will not be so easy.

Sure enough, the prepared Bancuntou no longer let people rush forward, but let the remaining two people scatter to support him, while he dropped the iron rod in his hand and assumed a posture ready to attack.

As soon as Bancuntou showed his posture, Jiang Xiqiao knew he had encountered a tough guy, because this guy, like Zhang Siyong, was practicing Israeli martial arts.

Jiang Xiqiao felt a little guilty at the bottom of his heart. When it came to fighting skills, although he knew some of them himself, they were just a few moves he learned from Zhang Siyong for self-defense when he was free.

Jiang Xiqiao, who knew that he would not be able to take advantage of it, simply gave up the idea of ​​solving everyone alone. His current strategy is just one word - procrastination!

Like Ming Jing in his heart, he knew that as long as he could delay Yin Ting's late arrival, there would be a great probability that his plight would be alleviated.

That guy grew up in the military barracks, so he must have practiced it too. After he got the job done, he was able to deal with the remaining two young men. For him, it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

However, Bancuntou obviously knew his plan, and didn't give him this chance at all. He rushed up quickly, clenched his fist and swung it towards Jiang Xiqiao's jaw.

Jiang Xiqiao looked at the enlarged fist in front of his eyes, and what Zhang Siyong once said flashed in his mind: As long as people who have practiced Israeli martial arts are not allowed to get close, basically there will be no major problems.

He took a few steps back quickly, dodging Bancuntou's attack, and a little gangster who had been waiting by the side immediately waved an iron rod to greet Jiang Xiqiao.

Facing such a rookie, Jiang Xiqiao was naturally much more relaxed. He just dodged sideways, and used the most basic Taekwondo kick to aim at the opponent's chin, kicking the person to the ground, and then turning around to make up for a hook Fist, the little bastard who was still struggling at first suddenly became incompetent.

Bancuntou took the opportunity to bully him, raised his hand and slashed at the back of Jiang Xiqiao's neck in the shape of a knife. Jiang Xiqiao felt the air flow brought by him on the back of his neck, and didn't dare to turn his head back. He just rolled forward to avoid the attack .

As soon as he showed his flaws, the rest of the yellow hair immediately surrounded him and kicked Jiang Xiqiao's chest fiercely. Jiang Xiqiao, who couldn't dodge for a while, could only cross his hands in front of him, sternly Accept this foot.

At this moment, Bancuntou's attack also arrived, and he also saw Jiang Xiqiao's intention to keep him from getting close, so he just imitated Huang Mao and the others and kicked Jiang Xiqiao from the side.

Jiang Xiqiao had been guarding against his move for a long time, and rolled to the left to avoid a donkey, stood up and punched the right hand casually, knocking the rushing yellow hair to the ground.

After such a short time, Bancuntou got close again, and Jiang Xiqiao didn't dare to fight him hard, so he could only retreat while fighting.

Just as Jiangxi Bridge was beating and retreating, Huang Mao, who had just been knocked to the ground, was sneaking around behind him with an iron rod. Taking advantage of Jiangxi Bridge's unprepared moment, he swung the iron rod and smashed it down hard.

The cold iron rod hit Jiang Xiqiao's back, and under the severe pain, Jiang Xiqiao immediately couldn't stand still, staggered, and knelt on the ground on one knee, and finally caught his weak spot to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, raising his hand and hitting A right uppercut hit him in the face, and Jiang Xiqiao, who was hit at the compression point of his jaw, fell to the ground.

Huang Mao, who succeeded in the sneak attack, looked at Jiang Xiqiao's distressed appearance, walked up to him triumphantly, raised his hand in Jiang Xiqiao's face and punched him: "Grandson! Aren't you awesome? Why don't you just keep going?" Grandpa has it?"

A bloody smell came out of Jiang Xiqiao's mouth. He half-lyed on the concrete floor, turned his head and spit bloody spittle into the open space on one side, raised his eyelids and gave the villain Dezhi's yellow hair a sideways look, and said mockingly : "You kind of rubbish, you can only pretend to be a tiger!"

"□□Mom! Are you being stubborn? I'm going to abolish you today!" The enraged Huang Mao lost his mind in an instant, and kicked Jiang Xiqiao with his foot.

When the yellow hair ran away, Bancuntou also came over with an iron rod, and the cat cried and the mouse pretended to be kind and said: "At first I didn't want to be so ruthless, but it's a pity that you don't eat the toast and fine wine. If you want to blame, blame it." I shouldn't have offended that woman Ji Yuanyuan!"

After speaking, he swung the iron rod and was about to smash it on Jiang Xiqiao's calf. Jiang Xiqiao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly. Just as he was about to bear the coming pain, he heard the sound of the iron rod falling to the ground.

Immediately, there was a muffled groan and a familiar curse: "My mother!"

He hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see Yin Tingwan clenched his fists, standing on the open space not far from him with his eyes tearing apart, while Bancuntou was covering his waist with a pale face, and fell beside him. Cold sweat broke out on the ground.

Seeing that Bancuntou, the most powerful fighter in the team, couldn't even beat Yin Tingwan with a single move, Huang Mao, who was so arrogant just now, watched Yin Tingwan walking towards him step by step, and immediately softened his legs in fright He shouted involuntarily: "...It's none of my business, it's that bitch Ji Yuanyuan..."

"I know!" Yin Tingwan interrupted him, his voice was so cold that it was about to freeze, he stared at Huang Mao and said with a grin: "Don't worry, I just want to teach you a lesson now! The content of this lesson is easy to understand—" — Ask the murderer to pay his life and pay his debts!”

Yin Tingwan in front of him looked very calm, but what happened next made even Jiang Xiqiao, who was lying on the side, terrified.

After he dropped that sentence, he picked up an iron rod left on the ground, and walked up to the leader, Bancuntou.

Bancuntou covered his aching waist and abdomen, looked up at him and said coldly: "If you have the ability, kill us, or...

The unfinished words were full of threats.

"You think I dare not?" After hearing what Bancuntou said, Yin Tingwan's expression didn't change a bit, and he raised his hand to strike Bancuntou's arm with a stick, and there was a clear "click" sound immediately when the stick fell.

This was not over yet, the next three sticks hit Bancuntou's limbs accurately, the movements were quick and fierce, even Bancuntou, who was always known as a tough man on weekdays, was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat.

After solving the bantou, he took the iron rod and walked up to the punks who were still on the ground, and broke his limbs in the same way.

After all this tossing, finally a little bastard couldn't stand it anymore. Hearing the pain in his ears, and seeing Yin Tingwan who was gradually walking towards him, he backed away in fright, and shouted: "Don't worry about me!" I didn’t even move a single finger of him, and the wounds on his body were all caused by the third child!”

"Fourth Ji, my mother!"

Caught off guard by being betrayed, Huang Mao was startled and terrified. Seeing Yin Tingwan acting as if he had never heard of it, he broke Ji Laosi's limbs with a snap shot, then turned around and walked towards him, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak I can't even say it.

Yin Tingwan looked condescendingly at Huang Mao who was shaking into a sieve, and suddenly laughed out loud. He lowered his head and grabbed Huang Mao's hair to force him to look up at himself, showing a smile that made Huang Mao frightened.

"It's you, right? Don't worry, I'm a fair person. If you hit Xiaohe just now, I'll return it to you!"

After speaking, he lifted his foot and kicked Huang Mao's face, the position was exactly the same as the scar on Jiang Xiqiao's face.

It's just that Huang Mao's punch was far less powerful than his kick. With this kick, Huang Mao spit out two teeth, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth desperately.

Then came the corners of the eyes, chest, waist and abdomen, wherever Jiang Xiqiao's body was covered with dust, Yin Tingwan was included in the attacked position, and kicked Huang Mao one by one.

The yellow hair had already passed out when Yin Tingwan kicked to the chest, but Yin Tingwan didn't seem to see it at all, and continued to kick without mercy. , the blood overflowing from the corner of Huangmao's mouth was even more.

Jiang Xiqiao, who had already stood up, looked at Yin Tingwan who was kicking people like crazy not far away, and the chill in his heart enveloped his whole body.

Seeing that he was about to kill someone if he continued to fight, Jiang Xiqiao finally couldn't bear to make a move. He rushed up and hugged Yin Tingwan and begged: "Tingzi, enough! Stop it!"

The movement in the alley was so loud that it had already attracted the attention of the school guards. Unfortunately, when they beat Li Yu last time, they had already seen Yin Tingwan's angry security personnel, but none of them dared to fight.

The security chief was afraid that he would be held responsible if things got serious, so he simply asked his subordinates to call the police.

After Yin Tingwan was stopped by Jiang Xiqiao, the police rushed to the scene just in time. Except for a few gangsters who were seriously injured and were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, the rest of the group who were still able to move were taken back to the police station for questioning.

Standing on the Jiangxi Bridge outside the inquiry room, listening to the indistinct shouting and cursing coming from the door, his heart felt as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice, and he was so cold that he lost all consciousness.

He couldn't be more clear about how ruthless Yin Tingwan's attack was just now, and the others are fine, but the yellow hair is more likely to be dangerous, if there is something wrong with that person, waiting for Yin Tingwan, the only thing he can do is to go to jail Road!

"Xiaohe!"

Zhang Siyong, who rushed over after receiving Jiang Xiqiao's call, panted and ran to Jiang Xiqiao's side. As soon as he arrived, he hurriedly grabbed someone to check the injury: "How is it? Are you injured? Do you feel any pain?"

Jiang Xiqiao looked at him and shook his head, suppressed his worries, and greeted the lawyer who came with Zhang Siyong: "I'm going to trouble you, Lawyer Li!"

The person called Lawyer Li quickly waved his hands and said, "Young Master Jiang is too polite, this is what I should do."

But Zhang Siyong began to ask about the cause of the incident: "What's going on? All right, why did you suddenly get into a fight with someone?"

Jiang Xiqiao recalled what Huang Mao said, and replied with a cold face: "Someone said that group of gangsters just now, it should be the person Ji Yuanyuan is looking for."

Zhang Siyong was furious when he heard the words, and slammed his fist against the wall, cursing, "Fuck! I knew I shouldn't have let this bitch go!"

"I'll talk about her in due time. What I'm worried about now is Yin Tingwan."

Zhang Siyong looked at the worried Jiang Xiqiao in surprise and said, "Didn't it mean that Tingzi was not injured?"

"He wasn't injured, but those little bastards were seriously injured, especially that yellow-haired one. If he insists on being held accountable, I'm afraid we alone won't be able to solve it!"

As soon as he said it, Zhang Siyong understood what he meant, and hurriedly said: "You are crazy! If you are looking for your mother now, then your persistence for so long before is meaningless!"

Jiang Xiqiao grabbed his hair and slid down against the wall slowly, squatting by the wall and holding his head in his hands, his words were full of helplessness: "In this situation, what else can I do if I don't look for her?"

"Xiaohe, you know your mother's personality better than I do. Go to her now, do you think she will help without saying a word?"

Zhang Siyong said in disapproval that no one knows better than him Jiang Xiqiao's efforts to fight against Jiang's mother. In this evenly matched tug-of-war, as long as Jiang Xiqiao shows any signs of weakness, Jiang's mother will definitely I will not let go of such an opportunity, and will definitely use this matter as capital to negotiate with Jiang Xiqiao.

Jiang Xiqiao, who was told by Zhang Siyong about the central matter, stood up with a 'teng', raised his hand and threw his schoolbag on the opposite wall, shouting at Zhang Siyong with red eyes: "Then what should I do? Looking at Tingzi to go to jail?"

"That's not what I meant." Seeing that Jiang Xiqiao was blown up, Zhang Siyong immediately changed his tone to be gentle, and persuaded in a roundabout way: "I mean, we don't know the specific situation now, so I will talk to Li first." Let the lawyer go and find out, let's try to see if we can solve it by ourselves, and if it really doesn't work, we can go to her again, is that okay?"

……. "

"That's fine. I'll take Lawyer Li to bail you out first. By the way, I'll ask about Tingzi's situation. You just wait here for me obediently, you understand?"

"it is good."

Zhang Siyong took the lawyer he called to the director's office, leaving Jiang Xiqiao standing alone in the empty corridor, anxiously waiting for the result.