How could Jin Muchen make such a low-level mistake? In fact, even when he just kicked the knife hands, he did not relax his vigilance with the guy in his hand.

It is not easy for a guy who can get to his current position, and he must have a sense of ruthlessness that ordinary people do not have.

Sure enough, Jin Muchen's guess was once again verified by this guy.

The knife eye was about to stab Jin Muchen in the thigh, but the moment the knife hit him, he twisted his waist suddenly, avoiding the fatal knife, and at the same time he raised his leg and kicked the guy's left leg bend.

Almost instinctively, the guy raised his left leg up and just blocked the line where he swung the knife. As a result, the knife was stabbed firmly on his own calf.

Fortunately, he just pricked his calf. If he pricked his thigh, it would be very likely to hurt his major artery.

However, even if he didn't hit the vital point, the man was seriously injured. He was like a frog that was shocked by electricity. He suddenly broke free from Jin Muchen's hand, hugged his calves, jumped on the ground a few times, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

He kept screaming, and at this time, Jin Muchen walked up to him, stepped on his throat with his foot, and his originally miserable and sharp screams immediately stopped.

At this time, his subordinates looked at Jin Muchen not only as simple as throwing a mouse and avoiding the weapon, but also more fear of this guy.

Made, this guy was a kung fu master in those few strokes just now. No one could see clearly what was going on. He had already had more than a dozen companions kicked out by him, and he still lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

As for the backbone of their group, the boss who can beat the most, let alone him subdued him as soon as he met. He failed to succeed even if he fought hard. Instead, he even stabbed himself.

Not to mention how miserable it is now. At this time, this guy stepped on their boss's neck and glanced at them. None of them dared to stand in place and look at him.

The workers who were originally trembling behind Jin Muchen were all exhaling and raised their eyebrows at this time, and their chests were raised high, and the steel chisels and iron pipes in their hands felt less heavy.

When they came out with this young man before, one hundred people were unwilling to do so because of how vicious the guys outside were. They had seen them all in the morning.

Now that they are asked to come out and fight them again, they really don’t have that courage.

If it weren't for the boss, he made a promise of huge bonuses later, and each of them was willing to come out with this little guy.

And even when they came out, their eyes were all circling around, thinking about how they would cover the retreat of the young master if they fought for a while.

But now things have developed completely beyond their expectations, and things have not been as one-sided as they had imagined before.

Those gangsters who were extremely vicious before were like paper tigers in front of the young boss. After only a few encounters, they were subdued by the evil spirits, and the others dared not move easily.

Looking at the turtle grandsons who had been arrogant at the construction site for a morning, they were all trembling now. These workers were so relieved and proud.

Jin Xiucheng, who had been standing at the wall of the construction site gate, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

It seems that this little bastard is really not bragging. He really hasn't fallen behind the boxing technique his grandfather taught him back then.

Jin Muchen looked at the leader and fell down. At this time, he was completely gone at this time, so he was so carefree when he challenged him before.

The big bald head was covered with mud, and tears flowed all over his face, and a lot of mud was stuck. The sunglasses on his face were no longer known where to fall, and his black face turned red due to severe pain and breathlessness.

After holding it in for a while, I guess this guy could get brain damage. Jin Muchen then raised his foot and let go of the guy's neck. The black boss didn't bother to shout pain, but just breathed the fresh air as hard as he was struggling to survive.

"Now, do you still want to take your men and continue to block the door here?"

Jin Muchen sneered and asked as he looked at the man. The man also took a breath at this time, raised his head suddenly, and glared at Jin Muchen fiercely.

"Boy, don't think I'm afraid like this. You Mr. Zhu, I'm not scared. I'm still stuck in your door. I'm having a gossip. I'm so fucking you, kill me here today..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his harsh words, Jin Muchen kicked him on the cheek, leaving eight points of strength in this sleep, otherwise Jin Muchen would definitely kick this guy's head off his neck with all his strength.

However, even the kick of this two-part force had already caused the man, who had nearly 200 kilograms to spin on the ground for several times, and then his mind turned into a ball of paste. When he opened his mouth, he had a few broken teeth in his mouth...

Jin Muchen's ferocity scared all the gangsters. They knew the physique of their boss. Although they were not tall, they were covered in tendons and flesh. In terms of weight, they could definitely be about 200 pounds.

But Jin Muchen just kicked their boss to the ground with his stomach as the center of the circle. After turning several circles, he sprayed blood and broke his teeth when he opened his mouth. How strong was the kick, they felt that the anus tightened when they thought about it.

Looking at the companions behind him who had been beaten by him before, they are still covering their chests and stomachs, and they can't get up. So although Jin Muchen's control over their boss at this time was no longer as strict as before, none of them dared to rush up.

The fat black man gasped on the ground for a long time before he gradually recovered his mind. Looking at the blood all over the ground and the broken teeth all over his mouth, he immediately felt a burst of evil fire: "I'm planning grandma, brothers cut him off for me..."

He almost used all his strength to roar, and the boss shouted. If he couldn't get it, he would definitely have to shave it when he went back. A group of gangsters rushed towards Jin Muchen with their knives weakly.

But just halfway through, a commotion came from behind them. Everyone stopped moving and looked back and were startled.

In the distance, there were small agricultural tricycles running towards this side. Soon, one of them rushed behind them. Then more than a dozen tall men jumped off the tricycles.

Taking the shovel in his hand, he rushed up with a roar. The gangsters at the end subconsciously resisted a few times, but they were soon smashed to the ground by these rural men.

These rural people are not very careful and do not know what it means to stay away from power. They really fight to the death when they come up.

Several gangsters who were knocked to the ground had obviously fallen to the ground with their heads in their arms, but the big pickaxe handle in their hands was still desperately greeting them on the back.

There were waves of empty sounds, which sounded like a cunning sound. The gangsters didn't even have time to scream and were knocked unconscious on the ground.

The tragic situation of those gangsters frightened all these gangsters. What is the situation?

Where did these rural local beggars come from?

But at this time no one answered their questions. The men took turns to the guys in their hands and rushed towards them. Their posture was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Although the gangsters were holding machetes in their hands, they were not fools. At this time, there were obviously many people, and this was their place. If they really cut one or two villagers with a knife, the result waiting for them was destined to be a tragedy.

If they can't beat them, they can't escape, but they can't escape. If they fall into the hands of these rural people, then the ending waiting for them is conceivable.

So soon most of the gangsters lost the idea of ​​resistance and were pressed to the ground by others. There were only a few clever ones who jumped off the road before the villagers rushed to them, fled directly to the grass on the side of the road, and fled to the distance.

A group of hooligans were quickly subdued to the ground. At this time, Kim Soo-sung, who had been watching on the wall, breathed a sigh of relief. Then he opened the construction site gate and hurried out with a group of workers.

The villagers walked in front of course, Uncle Guang, who organized and planned the operation. There were two old men next to him, and these two were representatives of the villages next to him.

"Xiao Jin, we weren't late! How is our Baosheng?"

When the old uncle Guang saw Jin Xiucheng, he hurriedly asked.

"I didn't come late, I didn't come late. Baoqiang has nothing to do. He is resting inside now!"

After hearing what Jin Xiucheng said, the old Uncle Guang was relieved, then suddenly turned around and looked at the gangsters who were pressed on the ground by the villagers. He shouted at his son Baoqiang, who was a little confused, "Take me to death, so that they can remember a lot. In the future, they will have to go around when they see our Qianche Village..."

Then Baoqiang nodded vigorously: "Dad, just look at it!"

Then with a wave of his hand, the villagers immediately raised their feet, kicked the gangsters who either squatted or knelt down to the ground, and then stepped forward and punched and kicked them.

This time they are quite smart and don't use any guys, but because they have been engaged in physical labor for a long time, their punches and feet are really not easy.

Even if these gangsters usually fight with people on the streets and have developed the ability to resist beatings and beatings, they are useless in front of these old farmers at this time, because they are not at all fists or feet.
Chapter completed!