418: C418 A Sweeping Sweep

C418 A Sweeping Sweep

Han Xue'er said with a pale face, "Second Brother, I know you are good at fighting, but this is the capital. Don't do anything stupid."

Han Qiang smiled and patted his sister's sales. He turned around and quickly walked out of the store.

A dozen bodyguards holding sticks surrounded Ren Xing'er in the middle. They did not have the slightest pity for Ren Xing'er. They swung their weapons at her fiercely.

Ren Xing'er had learned some martial arts. They were all Taekwondo and free fighting. It was not a problem for her to fight a few ruffians and hooligans. But facing so many fierce bodyguards, her heart was also in a panic. Her palms were full of cold sweat.

"Kill him!"

The head of the bodyguards roared angrily. The stick was already in front of her. She hurriedly dodged but before she could stand up, another two or three security guards surrounded her.

"It's over. I'm most likely going to be crippled here today."

Ren Xing'er muttered softly but her punches and kicks did not stop. Borrowing the opportunity to dodge, she kicked down a security guard. But before she could break out of the encirclement, another three bodyguards blocked her way.

"F * ck! Go to hell, little girl!"

The bodyguard who was hit earlier rushed forward with a ferocious smile and swung his staff at her head.

Ren Xing'er had nowhere to dodge. She used her hand to protect her head and closed her eyes in despair.

"What a pity for this little beauty. Why don't we take her back and strip her naked..." The fat man who was chasing from outside the circle muttered while panting.

Before he could finish muttering, he felt a strong force coming from his back. Immediately after, he jumped up and flew towards the center of the field.

The bodyguard swung his stick and was less than half a meter away from Ren Xing'er's little head. Suddenly, there was a sound of air being torn apart. The head of the bodyguard hurriedly turned his head and saw a boss flying over.

"Not good!"

The head of the bodyguard hurriedly withdrew his hand to dodge, but he was still a step too late. He was smashed until he was dizzy and fell backwards.

Ren Xing'er closed her eyes and waited for a few seconds, but the pain that she imagined did not appear. Instead, there was a loud thud beside her. She opened her eyes to take a look. The bodyguard who hit her just now was smashed to the ground by that fat pig like man. She could not help but blink her beautiful eyes in confusion.

"What are you all standing there for? Beat them to death! I'll take responsibility if anyone dies!"

Fatty roared hysterically.

When the bodyguards saw that the employer had been beaten, they were all shocked and rushed towards Han Qiang at all costs.

"Go to hell!"

"Little bastard watch and fight!"

...

Han Qiang looked at the bodyguard who was charging at him angrily and smiled. He stomped on the ground and rushed out like a cannonball. His attack was the most powerful Tiger Fist.

"Oh my god!"

The bodyguard who blocked his way screamed and flew backwards, hitting several of his companions.

Without any hesitation, Han Qiang rushed forward and exerted the essence of traditional martial arts to its fullest extent. Fists and kicks might not have any moves, but they were clean and direct without any extra movements. He hit the dozen or so bodyguards like flowing water, causing them to fall to the ground.

Ren Xing'er had been practicing martial arts since she was young, but she had never seen such simple martial arts.

At this moment, Han Qiang's punches and kicks were like a piece of art that was passed down from generation to generation in her eyes. When she saw them, her eyes were burning, and her little heart was beating rapidly.

The bodyguards who had forced Ren Xing'er into a sorry state were knocked down to the ground by Han Qiang in less than five minutes, and they were all rolling on the ground with swollen faces.

Mrs. Lin saw that her husband and more than ten bodyguards had been beaten down. She was so scared that she almost peed her pants. She screamed, "He hit someone! He killed someone! Someone come quickly!"

The capital was under the feet of the emperor. Her scream was so shrill that it attracted the attention of the relevant departments. Soon, several policemen and plainclothes policemen walked over quickly and surrounded Han Qiang.

A square-faced police officer frowned and said, "Attacking in broad daylight on the streets, do you still have the law in your eyes?"

"Police officers, you have to make the decision for me. Look at my face. My body is swollen." The fat man, who was wearing golden jewelry, shouted miserably.

"Come with us!" The square-faced police officer stretched out his hand and was about to take the peach from his waist.

Han Qiang said calmly, "Comrade police officer, we are eating at the noodle house. This guy brought more than ten bodyguards to cause trouble. I had no choice but to retaliate. If you don't believe me, you can ask the surrounding people."

The police officer turned his gaze to the side, and the surrounding people started to speak.

"That's right, comrade. That fat couple hit that little girl first, and that young man attacked first."

"A dozen men bullied a young girl, they deserve to be beaten up!"

...

The police officer listened for a while and roughly knew what had happened. He stretched out his hand and was about to handcuff Fatty back.

At that moment, a low voice came from behind, "Xiao Liu, that girl stole Mr. Lin and his wife's wallet. That's why the bodyguards chased after her."

Xiao Liu turned his head and saw that it was the police station's deputy director. He could only stop, "Director Wu Qiang, the crowd saw that it was these bodyguards who bullied them just now. The two of them were in self-defense."

Wu Qiang shook the bulging wallet in his hand, "This was the girl who fell out when she escaped. There was also Mr. Lin's ID inside. Now that the evidence is conclusive, quickly handcuff those two young men back to the station."

"Damn it! The guy with the surname Lin indeed has a background..."

Han Qiang secretly sighed.

Ren Xing'er had never seen such a scene before. She timidly hid behind Han Qiang and said weakly, "Mr Qiang believe me. I really did not steal their wallet."

Han Qiang smiled and patted her little hand. He said gently, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything."

Little Liu vaguely guessed that there was something strange about the matter. But when the deputy director said it, there was still "evidence" in his hands. He did not have much to say. He took the handcuffs and went to catch Han Qiang.

"I'm sorry, Mr Qiang, I have implicated you." Ren Xing'er said weakly.

Before Han Qiang could say anything, an anxious voice came from afar, "Wait a minute!"

Xiao Liu, Wu Qiang and the others followed the voice and saw a few luxury cars parked by the roadside. A Young Master rushed over.

Wu Qiang saw that it was Young Master Loong, who was famous in the capital. He smiled and went up to him. "What wind blew Young Master Loong here?"

Young Master Loong looked at Han Qiang and Ren Xing'er, who had a pale face behind him. He showed a smile that all men knew. He said in a clear voice, "I saw clearly what happened just now. Lin Rong and his wife bullied people with money and power. These two are defending themselves. "

Wu Qiang's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly shook the wallet in his hand. "Young Master Loong, I have evidence of those two people's crimes."

Young Master Loong sneered in disdain. "Is this little money worth them stealing?"

"Hmm? Do you know them?" Wu Qiang's expression changed slightly.

Young Master Loong saw Han Qiang shaking his head slightly and instantly understood what he meant. He put his arm around Wu Qiang's shoulder and walked to the side. He lowered his voice and said, "Do you know who was called a thief?"

Wu Qiang turned his head and looked. Han Qiang's clothes were not worth two to three hundred dollars. He did not look like a rich person at all. He said weakly, "He is..."

Young Master Loong sneered and said, "Some time ago, there was a rumored Stock God with a net worth of ten million dollars in the country. You know, it was you who wanted to catch that handsome guy!"

"What!"1

Wu Qiang widened his eyes in shock and turned to look at Han Qiang and Ren Xing'er. He was speechless for a long time.

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