"Aren't I fine? I won't tell you anymore. I'm driving. Don't worry, I'll be home soon." Yin Shaojie said calmly, scanning the dozen or so people approaching with his hawk-like eyes.
Listening to what the other party just said, this is a blatant robbery, right
Mu Xiaoxiao said, "Well, then you drive well, it doesn't matter if you drive slowly."
Yin Shaojie didn't want her to know his current situation, so he didn't say anything more and quickly hung up the phone.
He was afraid that the other party would smash the car, so he got out of the car.
"What did you just say?" He spoke fluent English from his sexy thin lips.
In that group of people, there were black people and white people, and several of them didn't look like good people.
"Young master from a rich family, we are just looking for some money from you." A black man grinned, thinking he was smiling fiercely, but the white tooth exposed looked more scary.
Yin Shaojie laughed so hard, "What are you talking about? Do you want to buy a coffin? Oh no, coffins are not popular in the United States, so are you short of money for cremation?"
"What are you talking about! If I want you to give me money, just give me money! Stop talking nonsense!"
Another white man shouted, obviously not taking Yin Shaojie seriously, thinking that he was just a weak and rich young master.
Yin Shaojie twisted the tendons in his neck and walked towards them step by step with his long legs.
"Let's make a quick decision, I'm very busy."
A few people were frightened by his posture, shrank back and whispered, "He is Chinese, what if he knows Chinese Kung Fu?"
The person who spoke was immediately slapped hard on the head.
"What are you MD afraid of! Do you really think Chinese people know Chinese Kung Fu? Silly!"
The man murmured softly, "If you really know how to do it..."
"Go on! Beat him to death!" The white man shouted again, but he was not stupid and did not rush to the first one.
Yin Shaojie looked at them like idiots, "Can you hurry up? I told you, I'm in a hurry and want to go home right away."
A black man cursed.
Yin Shaojie frowned slightly, the curse words made him harsh. So when the opponent rushed up with an iron rod, he was not polite. He grabbed the opponent's hand with one hand, pulled it toward him, gave the protruding belly a few times, and then kicked him hard, making the opponent The black man flew back into the crowd.
"Next one." Yin Shaojie said expressionlessly.
This move was fast and ruthless, and he killed a black man who was taller than him neatly, leaving the group of people stunned in an instant.
"He, he really knows Chinese Kung Fu..." the man just said with a trembling voice.
Yin Shaojie curled his lips and stepped forward.
The group of people who were so arrogant just now took a step back in fright.
Yin Shaojie thought it was funny and tried to scare them again.
They took another step back.
"Damn it! He's alone, what's there to be afraid of!" A white man probably felt that he looked too cowardly just now, so he was so angry that he slapped the person next to him.
"Then come on..."
"Yeah, go ahead and kill him!"
The white man paused and shouted, "Let's go together! Why do you have to fight him one by one? Are you stupid? Come on!"
A group of people thought it seemed right, so they listened to his nonsense and swarmed him.
"Kill him!"
Yin Shaojie kicked away the first person who came forward, and at the same time bent down to avoid the incoming baseball bat.
In fact, these people are big and strong, so they should be difficult to deal with.
But Yin Shaojie's movements were smooth, sharp and fierce.
(End of chapter)