The Dragon King is released from prison

Looking at the group of people rushing towards her, the long-legged woman stretched and said to the strong man: "I just finished eating and am too lazy to move. Come on."

The strong man still didn't make a sound, he just nodded and took a step forward.

Liu Ji looked at the two people coldly and snorted: "You have to pay a price for arrogance! Give them a long memory!"

While talking, Liu Ji also took out a swing stick from his body and walked forward.

In the past, Liu Ji would never participate in the fight, but this time it was different. This was a battle that everyone could tell would be one-sided. Naturally, Liu Ji also wanted to get addicted to the fight and show off his power!

"Why don't you give up your position for me? I want to see what their arrogant capital is!"

Liu Ji shouted and swung the stick in his hand.

Several people stood in front of Liu Ji, making Liu Ji anxious.

"Get out of my way!"

Liu Ji was just about to pull away the younger brother in front of him, but before his hand touched the younger brother, he saw the younger brother flying directly towards him. The powerful inertial force directly caused the younger brother to take Liu Ji with him. Knocked out together.

Liu Ji was knocked to the ground. Before he could get up from the ground, he saw a scene that frightened him.

The strong man knocked down his two men with just one punch and one kick.

During this period, the stick in someone else's hand hit the strong man, but the strong man did not react at all.

Liu Ji didn't have access to Dongtang, so he didn't know how terrifying Dongtang was. Those who could come out to perform tasks in an organization like this had received strict training, and their basic ability to withstand attacks was countless times that of ordinary people.

The strong man kicked several people in front of him one after another with great momentum. One person stepped forward and was punched in the head by the strong man. His eyes were bloodshot on the spot and he fainted on the ground.

The occurrence of this scene caused those who originally wanted to rush forward to stop and scream in front of the strong man with sticks, but no one dared to come forward.

The strong man showed disdain and took a step forward.

When the strong man takes a step forward, those people take a step back.

The strong man locked his eyes on Liu Ji and grinned: "Are you the one taking the lead?"

Liu Ji wanted to stand up from the ground, but found that his legs were weak and he could only kick back and forth on the ground, gradually retreating with the power of his hands.

The confidence on Liu Ji's face completely disappeared. This was the first time Liu Ji saw such a terrifying person. Just one person could beat so many people!

The expression on Liu Ji's face was as if he had seen a ghost.

The strong man stepped forward again and lifted up Liu Ji's collar: "Let me ask you, are you taking the lead?"

"I, I, I, I..." Liu Ji trembled, his voice was trembling, and he did not dare to look at the strong man.

While looking away, Liu Ji saw a younger brother lying on the ground. Judging from the bloodshot eyes, he was probably dying!

This scene was so frightening that Liu Ji couldn't even speak, and his face turned pale.

"Trash." The strong man slammed it on the ground.

There was a muffled "pop" sound, and Liu Ji felt as if his internal organs had been displaced by the impact. He felt particularly uncomfortable and could not breathe.

The strong man put his foot on Liu Ji's chest, gradually exerting force: "Tell me, where is the person named Qiao?"

Liu Ji was frightened by the squeezing force on his chest. A smell of urine came out, and most of Liu Ji's pants were instantly wet.

Liu Ji could not care about his face at this time. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at Qiao Ling aside.

The strong man looked at Qiao Ling: "A member of the Qiao family?"

Qiao Ling was also shocked by the strong man's fighting power, but at this moment, there was no choice or retreat for Qiao Ling. Qiao Ling took off his sunglasses, looked directly at the strong man, nodded and said, "It's me."

The strong man grinned and kicked Liu Ji a few meters away: "Haha, is there anyone in the Qiao family? Let a girl come out."

After the strong man finished speaking, he slowly walked towards Qiao Ling.

The strong man's two-meter-tall figure and explosive muscles carried a strong sense of oppression. Wherever he passed, everyone brought by Liu Ji retreated.

The strong man walked up to Qiao Ling, stretched out his hand and took it back: "Give me the stuff."

Qiao Ling took a deep breath: "I can give you something, but..."

When Qiao Ling said this, he suddenly jumped up and kicked the strong man directly on the head.

Qiao Ling is an expert, and he also knows that losing one's center of gravity during a battle is a very dangerous move, just like jumping into the air. It looks good, but is not practical at all.

But for Qiao Ling at this time, she had no other choice. She was very aware of the power gap between herself and the strong man. It was completely useless to hit the strong man with her own attacks. She could only attack the opponent's fatal places. Chance.

Qiao Ling just noticed that during the fight, this strong man would always subconsciously protect his temples, which was obviously his life gate.

This was Qiao Ling's only chance to take action.

Seeing that his leg was about to hit the strong man's head, Qiao Ling's eyes showed joy, but the next second, Qiao Ling flew directly into the air, hit the wall behind him hard, and fell to the ground again.

The strong man put away his fists and strode towards Qiao Ling.

Qiao Ling struggled to get up and covered her lower abdomen with one hand. The severe pain there made it difficult for her to breathe.

Seeing the strong man approaching, Qiao Ling reluctantly punched out, but was easily stopped by the strong man.

The strong man grabbed Qiao Ling's neck with his backhand, pressed Qiao Ling against the wall and lifted him up.

The strong man's eyes showed a violent look: "I don't have much patience, where are the things?"

The people brought by Liu Ji were watching this scene from a distance.

Qiao Ling's face turned red, and a feeling of suffocation enveloped her, making Qiao Ling's limbs begin to shake unconsciously.

The long-legged woman sat there and looked at Liu Ji with disdain.

Liu Ji felt the contemptuous gaze of the long-legged woman, but he did not dare to say anything. He could only turn his head to the side, pretending not to see it, hoping that the wait would not implicate him.

As for professional ethics, Liu Ji didn't care at all. The worst he could do was return the money to the Qiao family after it was over!

The strong man's hand gripping Qiao Ling's neck gradually tightened: "You have ten seconds to consider whether to die or tell me where the things are."

In the entire teahouse, Yaque was silent, and Liu Ji and others did not dare to express their anger.

In this silent atmosphere, time passed by second by second.

With every second that passed, the look on Qiao Ling's face became more and more painful.

"What are you talking about? Excuse me." A sudden voice broke the silence of the tea house.

The long-legged woman and the strong man looked in the direction of the sound almost at the same time.

At the stairway of the second floor, Qi Tian slowly walked down with a long-haired man in his arms: "Is this your friend? He is a bit fragile and can't speak hard after a few words, so I have to ask some questions. Ask you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Tian threw the long-haired man to the ground. The long-haired man's face was distorted and his limbs were bent strangely. It was obvious that he had been treated extremely miserably.

The face of the long-legged woman and the strong man changed drastically the moment they saw the long-haired man!