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Chapter 725 Cut off a hand!

run?

These people did want to escape, but when Jiang Xian stood in front of them, they seemed to have lost all their strength. They couldn't even rise up with such thoughts. They stood stupidly in front of Jiang Xian, and they had lost the ability to think.

Jiang Xian slowly put away his palms, leaving only the gangster rolling and howling on the ground in pain.

When Jiang Xian's eyes fell on the other gangsters, the remaining people couldn't help but shiver, and their bodies were like shaking chaff. They looked at Jiang Xian tremblingly, swallowing their saliva, but they didn't even dare to say a word.

"Didn't I hear what I said? Leave 100,000 US dollars and you can leave!" Jiang Xian said with a smile: "Or, do you want to die here just like this?"

Jiang Xian's voice was very calm, and it sounded ordinary, but these little gangsters were as if they were cold winds passing by, and they were trembling in a cold war, and then they gathered together as if they were crazy and kept taking out the valuable things they had on their bodies.

To be honest, they don’t have much money on them. Some people look even more skinny and have a disheveled look. They are obviously an addict. It is impossible to expect these people to spend 100,000 US dollars. Otherwise, they would not have fallen into such wonton restaurants to extort protection fees.

Finally, a gangster came to Jiang Xian tremblingly and spoke with fear: "This, brother, we. We only have 16,850 US dollars in our hands. If there is more, there is really nothing. Look, can we please make some peace!"

There were countless mobile phones, jewelry, guns and daggers that they carried with them.

Jiang Xian took the $10,000 casually and said calmly: "It's okay to be compatible, everyone leaves a hand!"

"Everyone leaves a hand!" Jiang Xian said that the wind was calm and light. However, he was full of murderous intentions, which immediately made these gangsters take a breath.

"Brother, we..." The gangster in the lead had to say something. Jiang Xian suddenly grabbed his palm, then pinched it gently, and immediately, the sound of the bone being crushed echoed violently in the ears of every gangster.

ah……

The shrill screams were like killing a pig. Jiang Xian was slow and meticulous, and inch by inch, crushing the bones in the palm of the gangster's hand little by little. The screams of pain were like cutting the knife. He kept slashing the hearts of these gangsters one after another.

Finally... When Jiang Xian stopped crushing their bones, these gangsters had completely fainted, and their bodies were sweating profusely, as if they were fishing out of the water.

Jiang Xian was still smiling at these gangsters: "Now, everyone leaves me a hand!"

The gangsters moved their throats slightly. However, although they wanted to say a few words in the scene, the extremely cruel scene just now was still vivid in their minds. Jiang Xian was like a demon, completely making them unable to have any thoughts of resistance.

brush!

Jiang Xian pulled out a dagger and threw it in front of the group of gangsters. He said with a smile: "Now, either you cut down your own hands, or I will help you!"

Or, I'll help you!

Such a quiet and light sentence makes everyone feel a bone-broken chill that emanates from their bones.

finally!

A gangster grabbed the dagger tremblingly, aimed it at his left hand and chopped it down hard. He heard a puff, and immediately, his whole palm was completely separated. Immediately, the gangster screamed, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just covered his palm, but didn't even dare to say a word. He covered his wrist and walked down with pain.

He was smart and knew to leave his right hand that was good at using. When he left, he hurriedly picked up his left hand. With current technological means, if time had time, he might have a chance to cure it.

Seeing this little gangster cut off his palm, the remaining little gangsters couldn't help but swallowed, without any hesitation, and completely obeyed the orders of the demon in front of them.

It's like a herd effect. The sheep is a very scattered organization. Usually, they blindly rush left and right together. However, once a sheep moves, the other sheep will rush up without thinking, completely ignoring the possibility of a wolf in front or a better grass not far away.

When the first gangster made a choice, the rest of the people gritted their teeth, grabbed the daggers and pointed them at their palms and chopped them down.

The miserable voice kept echoing throughout the wonton hall. In an instant, the whole wonton hall seemed to be trapped in a hell on earth.

The shop owner looked at everything in front of him with fear. For him, all this was as incredible as a dream. First, someone else collected his own protection fee, and then suddenly a Chinese man stood up to protect his own interests. Now he even chopped off their hands directly.

Who is this person?

Jiang Xian threw the 10,000 US dollars to the store owner with a smile on his face and said, "Boss, I just heard that your wife is sick, so why should I use the money to treat the disease immediately?"

"Thank you!" The shop owner could only answer Jiang Xian mechanically.

"What are you still being stunned here? Get out of here!" Jiang Xian's voice suddenly became cold. In an instant, these little gangsters couldn't help swallowing their saliva, scattered, and never dared to stay any longer.

"By the way, cut off your boss Jerry's limbs!" Jiang Xian's devilish voice from afar still echoed in everyone's heart.

A scream came from outside the door, but Jiang Xian shook his head and returned to Medusa. At the same time, he waved to Wang Hao and smiled: "Boss, come here, I have something to ask you!"

Wang Hao swallowed his saliva, feeling that the 10,000 yuan US dollar in his arms was a little hot. When he saw Jiang Xian greeting him, he did not dare to neglect him. He just came to Jiang Xian quickly and smiled and said, "I don't know what to call this gentleman?"

Jiang Xian smiled and said, "Jiang Xian!"

Jiang Xian?

The shop owner tilted his head and thought for a long time but didn't know what the name represents. With his identity and status, it was difficult to get into existence like Jiangxian. He just nodded with a little restrained moment: "Mr. Jiang Xian, just ask if you have anything to say!"

When the shop owner said this, the shop owner looked at Medusa, who was still eating wontons, and turned her eyes to Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian just smiled slightly and said slowly: "That's right, I'm very curious. Isn't the land covered by the Qing Gang here always there? How could Americans come here to blackmail?"

Wang Hao smiled bitterly: "I don't know much about this, but recently, I have heard that some large American gangs are jealous of the interests occupied by the Qing Gang, and seem to have launched some attacks on the Qing Gang. Originally, there were still some Qing Gang members protecting us in this Chinese street, and they usually don't charge us protection fees. However, now the Qing Gang has suffered a huge blow, and we..."

Speaking of this, Wang Hao sighed a few times, but there was a feeling of helplessness on his face.

Jiang Xian nodded. He knew very well that with the fight between the Qing Gang and the Hongmen, he had killed so many powerful people from the Qing Gang in one breath. The Qing Gang is now extremely weak. Faced with the invasion of some gangs in the United States, the Qing Gang can't stand it at all.

Logically speaking, the Qing Gang members on China Street are the lowest-level Qing Gang members, but even such gang members have been removed, it can be seen how chaotic the Qing Gang is now.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xian shook his head slightly, but his appearance greatly reduced the strength of the Qing Gang, which greatly affected these Chinese people in China. Unexpectedly, he indirectly damaged the interests of these Chinese people.

However, Jiang Xian is not the kind of person who is compassionate to the world. Although all this is because of himself, if he can do it again, Jiang Xian will still kill the Qing Gang without hesitation.

Immortality, you don’t want me to live, and I don’t want you to continue to exist in this world.

He let out a sigh of relief, Jiang Xian looked at Wang Hao and smiled and said, "Don't worry, store owner, I want you to promise that such a thing will never happen in the future, and I will never dare to have anyone come to charge you for protection fees!"

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Jiang Xian smiled gently. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, a sirens sound came. Jiang Xian couldn't help but frowned slightly. Then, the sirens sound stopped in front of the Chaos Hall.

Wang Hao's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly spoke to Jiang Xian: "Mr. Jiang Xian, it's not good. The police are here, you might as well leave quickly!"

"Haha!" Jiang Xian glanced at the shop owner, smiled and said, "No, what should you do if I leave? If they take revenge on you, what should you do?"

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Jiang Xian smiled slightly and patted Wang Hao on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, just leave it to me to deal with it!"

While speaking, Jiang Xian took out his cell phone and pressed several phone numbers casually.

At this time, the gate of Chaos Museum was suddenly knocked open, and a group of fully armed policemen entered in one after another!^-^^-^
Chapter completed!
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