Reborn 1980 Married to the toughest guy in the army

"Haha, it seems that Teacher Jia is determined not to cooperate!"

His words were a bit arrogant and threatening, and his tone was cold and chilling.

Before he finished his words, a man beside him walked up to Jia Haixia and stabbed a dagger on the table in front of Jia Haixia with a snap.

Jia Haixia seemed to have anticipated something, her expression remained calm, and her face didn't even change.

Shu Yun on the side was frightened by the knife.

His eyes swept over Jia Haixia, and he quickly calmed down.

Hong Biao stared at Jia Haixia coldly, but did not miss Shu Yun's expression.

There's something wrong with this girl!

When she first came here, the little girl didn't cry out of fright, but her little face was squeezed into wrinkles.

How come I felt calm after going to the bathroom?

Hong Biao's eyes moved across the remaining four people's faces: "What about you?"

The four people answered without thinking: "We don't agree!"

One of the men, who was about seventy years old, said:

"I'm old enough now, I've had enough of living!"

"You can lose your life, but you can't do such evil things!"

"I don't agree. Even if I die here today, I still don't agree!"

Hong Biao sneered: "Old man, you are not afraid of death, where are your children!"

"What about your son and grandson? Aren't they afraid of death?"

The old man sneered: "I have no children, I am a lonely old man, what should I be afraid of!"

Hong Biao's face darkened.

He looked at the other people coldly again: "What do you mean, don't you have any children?"

Those men were silent. Some of them had wives and children at home, but they were all stubborn and single-minded.

They couldn't afford to go along with these bandits.

"I don't agree. My family is out of town. If you have the ability, go find them!"

"I don't agree either. Although I have a family, if I die for the justice in my heart, my family will support me."

"In this life, one must have some faith. If one does not have faith, one is no different from an animal!"

The powerful words from these people made Hong Biao's face turn pale.

He nodded: "Very good, in that case, don't blame me for being rude."

He looked at Jia Haixia and said, "Teacher Jia, you are the most fiercely opposed person here, so I will start with you!"

"Someone, chop her hands off!"

Hong Biao is trying to make an example of someone.

In his opinion, these people are all intellectuals who look proud but are actually as timid as mice.

As long as we do something serious, I guarantee they will be scared to death.

There was a reason why he chose Jia Haixia to take action first.

This line of work mainly looks at age and experience.

Although Jia Haixia is not the youngest in the association, she is the only woman in the association.

At least she looks easier to bully.

However, I made a mistake this time. If I hadn't brought Jia Haixia here today, maybe I would have gotten what I wanted.

But he brought her here, and the chain reaction that followed was something he could never have imagined in his dreams.

He saw his men grab the knife on the table and were about to chop Jia Haixia's wrist.

At this moment, Jia Haixia suddenly grabbed a small bottle of spray and sprayed it into the man's eyes.

"Ah!" The man was caught off guard and was sprayed in the face.

His eyes suddenly felt a burning pain, and without caring about hurting others, he quickly dropped the knife and covered his eyes with both hands.

Jia Haixia took the opportunity to bend down, pick up the knife, and stab the man.

The knife was swift, fierce and accurate, stabbing directly into his abdomen.

This scene was unexpected by everyone present.

Even Hong Biao was shocked.

Jia Haixia fiercely pulled out the knife, pushed the man in front of her away, turned around and looked at Hong Biao coldly.

"Although I am just a woman, my ex-husband is also an officer. Do you really think I am a weak woman who can't even lift a finger?"

At this moment, she was standing there in a plaid cheongsam, with her long hair tied up on top of her head, with only a small wisp of hair hanging down.

Her expression was calm, her eyes were firm, and her eyes were bright and dazzling.

The knife in her hand was still dripping with blood, but her whole temperament was indescribably elegant and calm.

It's like a blooming wild rose with thorns.

People can't help but be attracted and impressed!

Everyone present was watching this scene quietly, but they had different thoughts. Shu Yun's little face had turned red.

It's exciting and thrilling!

So handsome! Teacher Jia is so handsome at this moment.

Hong Biao was also excited.

He has become a bit abnormal due to working in cemeteries for a long time.

I really don't like delicate and weak women in general.

I like that little bit of special flavor.

If Jia Haixia wasn't old, he would really be interested!

He chuckled a few times, stood up, suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at Jia Haixia.

Jia Haixia's pupils shrank.

The body was also slightly stiff.

But he moved gently and stood in front of Jiang Wan.

She underestimated Hong Biao and didn't expect that Hong Biao had a gun in his hand.

Her only thought now was that if Hong Biao shot, she would not let him hurt Jiang Wan even if she died.

Hong Biao thought she was afraid and wanted to run away, so he burst into laughter. He walked around half of the table with the gun in his hand, came in front of her, and put the muzzle of the gun against Jia Haixia's forehead.

"Awesome, why aren't you awesome anymore?"

"You dare to hurt my people?"

"When you stabbed someone, you did it very quickly!"

"I didn't expect that Mr. Jia from the Antiques Association is actually a military family member!"

"But, so what? You also said that he was your ex-husband. Do you think you are still a military dependent now?"

He spoke nonchalantly, with a carefree look on his face.

Even the gun in his hand was held crookedly.

It seemed that Jia Haixia was not even qualified enough for him to threaten her seriously.

Even with a gun pointed at her head, Jia Haixia remained unafraid.

She looked at Hong Biao with a smile, her eyes shining brightly.

"What does it matter whether I am a military dependent or not?"

"Until you pulled out your gun, I thought you were just a businessman who was only interested in making money."

"Now……"

Jia Haixia suddenly paused here.

"What now?"

Hong Biao questioned aggressively.

The face was so hideous that it was almost distorted.

Jia Haixia suddenly raised the corners of her lips and said coldly:

"Now, you'll soon be dead!"

The moment she said this.

The waiter standing behind Jia Haixia, who was completely ignored by Hong Biao, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the wine bottle and smashed it hard on Hong Biao's head.

"boom!"

"Crash!"

The sound of a wine bottle breaking was heard, and everyone present was shocked.

But it's not over yet.

Hong Biao was suddenly hit on the head by a wine bottle and was completely dazed.

Just when he was stiff and confused.

A delicate and white fist came towards him, aiming at his arm.

Hong Biao saw it but didn't care at all.

He practiced Kung Fu, and although he didn't have the Golden Bell Cover, his flesh was very tough, and he didn't care about the fists of ordinary adult men.

Not to mention a woman's fist.

Therefore, he didn't move at all.