The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 430

"Oh!"

Xia Tian's face suddenly turned red.

She suddenly felt that she was very uncalm. She looked at the boss, who directly ignored the hundreds of people in Shanhe Club and even had the interest to take a sip of wine. Not only did he drink, but he even had the mood to tease herself.

She was really too uncalm.

"Lin Chuan!" Blood Hand Qiu Renlong stood out from the crowd.

Lin Chuan didn't even look at him.

Being ignored by Lin Chuan, Qiu Renlong's anger rose sharply, his eyes turned red, and his anger swelled. He said: "Lin Chuan, surrender, and then go to Mr. Qian to kowtow and beg for mercy, otherwise you won't be able to leave Jiaojiao Nightclub today."

He Wei, who was half dead on the ground, seemed to have found the confidence.

"Lin Chuan, I told you long ago, you're dead, you're dead! This is our Shanhehui headquarters, if you dare to come here to make trouble, you're just going to the toilet with a lantern, you're looking for death!"

"Are you regretting it now?"

"Hahaha, I'm not only going to pull out your teeth, I'm also going to play with you in front of you..."

Lin Chuan frowned slightly.

"Crack!" Seeing this, Xiao Jin immediately removed He Wei's jawbone.

"Damn!" Seeing Lin Chuan's men remove He Wei's jawbone in front of him, Qiu Renlong was furious, roared and rushed towards Lin Chuan.

Behind him, the Shanhehu members who received the signal also rushed into the nightclub.

"Your opponent is me!" Zhao Jinzhong directly blocked Qiu Renlong's way.

"Get out!"

Qiu Renlong roared.

As a notorious master in Yangcheng.

Qiu Renlong simply looked down on Zhao Jinzhong, an unknown person.

Seeing Zhao Jinzhong blocking the way, he punched Zhao Jinzhong in the face, but... facing this powerful punch, Zhao Jinzhong's face was full of contempt.

"Too slow!" Zhao Jinzhong's hand gently pulled, and the power of Qiu Renlong's fist was reduced by 90%.

Feeling that this punch was like a stone bull entering the sea, Qiu Renlong's expression changed, and he was about to change his moves, but it was too late. Zhao Jinzhong moved his hands and blocked his hands.

Oops!

Confirmed by the look in his eyes, he is someone he can't beat!

Qiu Renlong flashed this thought in his mind, using his hand as a fulcrum, raised his leg and swept towards Zhao Jinzhong's chest.

However, Zhao Jinzhong's thick waistline flashed like a rubber band, and he dodged the kick by a millimeter.

"It's my turn!"

The moment he dodged, Zhao Jinzhong showed a cruel smile.

Then his body bounced back like a spring, and his right foot suddenly attacked Qiu Renlong's waist from an incredible angle.

At this time, Qiu Renlong had used up all his strength and had not yet regained his strength. Facing this kick, he could only roll to the ground in embarrassment.

But who is Zhao Jinzhong?

As a soldier king who has been in battle for a long time and is used to fighting life and death.

Zhao Jinzhong had already calculated Qiu Renlong's reaction.

Facing Qiu Renlong rolling on the ground, he pulled out a high stool on the side and smashed it on Qiu Renlong's head.

Moreover, the position he hit was very particular, either joints or cartilage.

After more than a dozen hits.

Qiu Renlong on the ground was covered in blood.

There was no way he could turn the tables.

"Not bad!"

Lin Chuan nodded.

Zhao Jinzhong was worthy of being a soldier king. Whether it was strength, agility, or timing, he was just right. Lin Chuan estimated that if he did not have the ten years of skill he received later, he might have been evenly matched with Zhao Jinzhong.

After looking at Zhao Jinzhong.

Lin Chuan's eyes moved to other places in the hall.

This look.

Lin Chuan was even more satisfied.

Although Zhao Jinzhong brought very few people, and even their weapons were not as good as those of the Shanhe Society, there was no doubt that these people were better than the Shanhe Society in terms of coordination and details.

Facing the Shanhe Society.

These people formed a group of three, and then formed a squad of three groups. The eight squads were like eight blooming flowers, emitting deadly blood.

And the scattered individuals, such as Xiao Jin and others, were even more cunning. They almost wandered around and came at any opportunity. In just over a minute, Xiao Jin's iron stick stabbed at least seven or eight Shanhe members, so that the Shanhe Society members would shift their attention to him when they saw Xiao Jin.

Because Xiao Jin was a bit cruel, and the iron stick stabbed almost all of these people's chrysanthemums.

That scene was called a broken chrysanthemum, full of wounds, and your smile had turned yellow...

"Bang!"

As the last standing Shanhe Society member fell down.

Whether it was the onlookers outside watching the excitement, or He Wei, Xia Tian, ​​the person involved, they were all so shocked that they could not speak.

In the elevator, Xu Kun, who switched to the mobile phone monitoring hall, was even more dumbfounded.

Qiu Renlong lost, so forget it.

If you lose against a master, you lose, there is nothing strange about it!

But...

Three hundred elite members of the Shanhe Club could not beat eighty people in just five minutes, no, not even fiveMinutes...

Xu Kun looked at the time, it was just over three minutes, in this time, even three hundred pigs could drag it out longer than them.

"Bang!"

"Boss, I'm glad you did your job!"

Zhao Jinzhong threw Qiu Renlong, who was breathing more than breathing, at Lin Chuan's feet, and respectfully saluted Lin Chuan with his fists: "Boss, what should we do with this man?"

"Leave it there, and wait for the real boss to come!"

Lin Chuan held the wine glass and looked at the camera with a smile.

He knew.

On the other side of the camera, Xu Kun, the president of Shanhe Club, was watching this side.

After defeating Qiu Renlong, the second in command of Shanhe Club, Xu Kun, the president, had to do it himself.

Lin Chuan guessed correctly.

Xu Kun had been looking at the lobby on the first floor through the computer screen.

"Waste!"

"All of them are waste!"

Xu Kun threw the things on the desk away, angrily looked at the trembling young man at his feet, and shouted: "Are you dead? If not, go and call Badman in for me now!"

"Yes!"

The young man who had just been ravaged did not dare to resist at all.

Wait until the young man left the door.

Xu Kun stood up and fastened his belt, thought about it, and opened a secret compartment under the desk. After hesitating for a while, he took out the briefcase in the secret compartment and held it in his hand.

Just after doing all this.

A muscular man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall walked in.

"Boss!"

The man greeted Xu Kun in a muffled voice.

"Good!"

Seeing Badman, Xu Kun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Badman was his absolute confidant, and also a double-flowered red stick of Shanhehui.

In the club, Badman is the strongest. Even the top three masters including Qiu Renlong are not Badman's opponents.

This is also one of his trump cards that can suppress Qiu Renlong and others.

"Let's go to the hall!"

After seeing Badman, Xu Kun did not delay and stood up and pushed the door out. Behind him, the young man with numb eyes spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm viciously, and his eyes were full of pain and hatred.

Others may not know.

But the young man knew that Badman was definitely not just Xu Kun's confidant, because he accidentally saw Balman and Xu Kun being intimate. The exciting scene made him unable to eat for three days and three nights.

This guy is still his mistress!