Mixed Miners

"Big brother, this is not the place to talk, let's go home first?" Yang Ling helped to bring up two large woven bags, so Yang Cheng hugged her daughter, a group of people came to the parking lot to find the off-road vehicle, stuffed everything into the reserve. box.

"The second child, is this the car you bought?"

Yang Cheng looked at this tall and mighty Wrangler with some surprises and some envious questions.

Yang Ling smiled and opened the door and said: "Now the road is not good, this off-road car is practical, I am a little closer to home, it is convenient to buy a car to go home!"

After several people got on the bus, Yang Ling drove away from the bus station. When he was about to contact Yang Xu, his phone call came over. He had not spoken yet, and the phone heard Yang Xu’s flustered voice: “Two brothers It's not good, something went wrong!"

Yang Ling’s heart tightened and he lowered his voice and asked, “What happened? Where are you?”

"We are at the door of Nanshan Supermarket, you are coming over... oh yeah... 噗通..."

The words on the phone have not been finished yet. Yang Ling can only hear Yang Xu making a cry. It seems that he has been beaten. His face becomes dark, calm and let everyone sit, and then let the bud on the vice driver guide the way. The fierce throttle stepped on the end, and the off-road vehicle roared out.

In a mountainous county town, traffic is usually chaotic and random. Nowadays, it is close to the year, and there are more people buying new year's goods in the streets and alleys. The roads are more and more crowded and chaotic. Yangling is mad at the door, and it is too late to consider the traffic rules. The car is almost a pin. The snakes in the flow of people flowed for nearly ten minutes, and Yang Ling rushed to the door of Nanshan Supermarket.

At this time, the supermarket door has been surrounded by nearly a thousand people, all of them are densely packed, carrying their backs, picking up the burden, holding children, selling snacks, tricycles, motorcycles, it is simply leaking, the outside people are stretching their necks Looking around. The Chinese people love to watch the excitement. This bad habit can not be changed in a short while. The literary master Lu Xun has already said that this is a common disease of the nation and it can be ruled, but it is estimated that it will not be cured.

Yang Ling jumped out of the car and told Yang Cheng that they would not go around in the car, but they would rush and squeezing inside.

"Oh~! Lying in the trough, you step on me!"

"Paralyzed, you don't have long eyes~!"

"Which turtle son squeezes Laozi~!"

"Squeeze a wool, squeeze, you still squeeze, Laozi pumping.......啪.....Oh,"

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Yang Ling hit the road like a broken bamboo, leaving behind a scene of people swaying and the roar of countless people, but he also refused to feel the feelings of others, because he still did not know how Yang Xu was doing, on the way to drive, the phone actually hit Nowhere.

In a dozen seconds, Yang Ling has stood at the door of the supermarket. The scene of the eye suddenly made him feel very angry. He saw Yang Xu lying on the ground, his clothes broke a few holes, his face had scratches, and his nostrils were still there. The blood is dripping, it is estimated that it was hit by people, and there are a few people standing around with strong body and tattoos on the face. One of the short-skinned men with a thick gold chain around their neck is laughing and holding. Feng Xin's chin.

Yang Ling’s eyes twitched a few times, and the body stood next to the big gold chain. He stretched his hand and pinched his wrist and gently twisted it back. He only heard a slight “click”, and the big gold chain made a pig-like kill. The screams, under the eyes of the public, his wrists have been twisted, and the palms are softly collapsed and hung on the arms.

"Boss..."

"Boss..."

A few of the surrounding gangsters were screamed by the sudden attack of Yang Ling, and they could not help but yell together. The big gold chain screamed at the broken palm of his hand, and his face was twisted and twisted: "Where is the bastard, on, Let him die for him~!"

Yang Ling sneaked at him with a sigh of relief, his face was incomparably indifferent, and his white light flashed through his eyes, revealing a sense of killing. These people are also lawless, even brazenly hitting people in the downtown area and arguing women in public, the most terrible It’s not that the police have come over yet. It’s estimated that it’s been ten minutes since he received the call. He clearly remembers that there seems to be a Chengguan police station nearby. It seems that this group’s arrogance is not a day or two.

For rogues, Yang Ling has always been abhorred, the shouts of the big gold chain have not fallen, his body swayed, turned into a shadow in the middle of a few ready to go through the mix, the onlookers only heard a burst of "啪.... ..啪...哎呦......嘭.......嘭..."

When Yang Ling stood next to the big gold chain again, several sturdy meditations had squinted and lie on the ground, with less air intake, less distortion, and a very difficult posture in the arms and legs. The discerning eye can be seen at a glance, and the legs and arms of these people must be folded.

"You..." The big gold chain looked at Yang Ling's cold eyes and couldn't make a sound with his mouth open. He was already blind. In the blink of an eye, all his men lay down, and they themselves. I just felt that Yang Ling’s movements were like the wind, and I didn’t see it at all.

"How am I?" Yang Ling stared intently at the big gold chain and reached for his neck. www.wuxiaspot.com~ An incomparable fear broke into the mind of the big gold chain. He felt the power of Yang Ling’s hand. It is a kind of pressure like a giant mountain that can't be resisted at all. It seems that as long as Yang Ling moves a little, he will be crushed into powder.

He opened his mouth and breathed hard, but he couldn't breathe a little bit of air. He felt that the internal organs were burning, his brain was very painful, and his eyes couldn't resist turning up, like a person pinching his neck. The duck, his face was red, his body was struggling, and his hand was slamming Yang Ling’s arm. He almost certainly had already smelled the death, the sky became dark, and even the crowds around him seemed to be drifting away from him. The noisy voice is slowly dissipating.

"Don't move, let go of him~"

Just then, the crowd rioted, several policemen rushed in, and one of them even shot a pistol at Yangling.

Yang Ling indifferently glared at the policeman's eyes, his hands were loose, the big gold chain body rolled down to the ground, like a dead dog, curled up on the ground, open mouth like a pull bellows to breathe hard.

"You are murderous in the city, and go to the police station with us!"

The policeman who shot the gun gestured with his eyes. A young policeman next to him took out a handcuff and walked up to prepare for it. Yang Ling’s eyes showed a sharp breath, staring at the policeman and said, “Hundreds of people here have seen, They first started to hurt my companion, and ridiculed the woman, went to the police station, and then they all got together."

The policeman who smashed the gun snorted. "I only saw you murdering people. As for the others, we have to investigate before we can confirm. Let's take a trip with us~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Welcome to the book friends to read, the latest The fastest, hottest serials are available at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mobile users please read.