Jiang Baihe was so angry that his whole body exploded.

He was at a critical moment of life and death. If he ran out of gas at this time, wouldn't it cost him his life?

"Master, what should we do now?"

Looking at the bottomed mailbox, the driver was sweating profusely.

There is no place to hide in the wilderness around here.

"Hold on a little longer, support will arrive soon!"

Jiang Baihe gritted his teeth and could only pray secretly that reinforcements would arrive in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

ten minutes later.

The black Mercedes-Benz gradually slowed down and finally stopped helplessly on the side of the road.

At the same time, more than a dozen commercial vehicles roared over and quickly surrounded the Mercedes-Benz.

The car door opened, and dozens of Qilin Gang elites ran out aggressively.

Some were holding guns, some were holding knives, and everyone was staring at them with eager eyes.

Lu Chen took the knife from Lao Zhang's hand, walked step by step to the front of the Mercedes-Benz, put his foot on the hood, and stared at Jiang Baihe inside with lightning eyes: "Get out of the car and die."

"Boy! Don't mess around! My reinforcements will arrive soon. If you dare to touch me, everyone here will die!" Jiang Baihe threatened with a ferocious expression.

"Fire prevention, burn the car."

Lu Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and gave the order directly.

"burn!"

Lao Zhang waved his hand and a large barrel of gasoline was poured directly on the Mercedes-Benz.

Then the match was lit and flicked.

"boom!"

The entire car burst into flames instantly, and blazing flames shot into the sky.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

The driver panicked, ran out of the car, knelt down and begged for mercy.

Jiang Baihe couldn't resist the pressure and kicked the car door open and fled.

"Can you run?"

Lao Zhang snorted coldly, sprinted forward and pushed Jiang Baihe to the ground.

As an innate Dzogchen master, few people below the Grandmaster can rival him.

It is naturally easy to deal with a half-hearted person.

"Damn it! Let me go! Otherwise, when my Jiang family soldiers arrive, I will cut you into pieces!"

Jiang Baihe struggled wildly and screamed again and again.

With a cold face, Lu Chen stepped forward, raised his hand and cut off Jiang Baihe's arm with a knife.

Simple and straightforward, no nonsense at all.

"what--!"

Jiang Baihe suddenly screamed, breaking out in cold sweat from the pain and convulsing all over.

"You, you, you... you dare to hurt me? You are dead! Your whole family is dead!"

Jiang Baihe's eyes were split open, looking particularly ferocious.

Lu Chen had no expression on his face and just looked at him condescendingly. After the other party finished threatening, he slashed Jiang Baihe's other arm with his sword again.

"what--!"

Jiang Baihe let out a shrill scream, and his whole face was distorted.

"What the hell..."

Jiang Baihe was about to threaten him, but Lu Chen slashed him with his sword again.

A bloody ear fell to the ground.

For a moment, Jiang Baihe screamed louder.

However, Lu Chen had no intention of stopping, and the fourth knife came down smoothly, cutting off his second ear.

He looked like he was going to cut the opponent into pieces with a thousand knives.

"Don't...don't cut me, please, please spare me!"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me!"

Jiang Baihe finally collapsed and began to kowtow and beg for mercy.

He is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

Because he knew very well that if Chase Lu was allowed to chop it down, he would burp sooner or later.

This guy is a complete madman!

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