I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

"I don't know, someone came out..."

In people's sight, a man and a woman looked back and ran out quickly.

In the end, Meng Junwei and Jin Ha Na did not have the courage to help, and their ability was not enough to help. Besides, they were not very familiar with Chen Yongxiao.

Someone asked them, "What's going on in there? Who are these people going to hit?"

"Chen Yongxiao." Kim Ha Na replied, quickly took out her cell phone from her bag and started calling the police.

"Who is Chen Yongxiao?" asked an older man.

"I know. Isn't this the young man who was trending on several trending searches yesterday? No wonder those people said they wanted to fight against the national scum."

"Ah, tell me what happened?"

"It's almost the same Chen Yongxiao. He belittled our country's martial arts in various ways, but praised the Dragon Country in various ways. He also poisoned a sword master named Quan Xiuxian in our country, and then took the opportunity to provoke him, and humiliated him after defeating him... This kid only knows how to use despicable tactics and has no real strength. He is a complete national scum." A middle-aged man said with certainty.

"I didn't expect this guy to be so bad. He deserves to be beaten."

Everyone was immediately outraged and began to look at the thugs in front of them with much more favor.

"I said it didn't look like a gang fight, and they didn't stop us from filming. That shows they're on the side of justice and aren't afraid of being filmed at all."

"Indeed, that scum is going to be badly beaten."

A different voice came from the crowd: "Officer, I want to call the police, the location is..."

"Little girl, someone has already called the police. I don't think the police will arrive early to deal with such a rat crossing the street."

"Maybe he'll come over after it's over."

In the pause between words, someone shouted "Fighting has started", and everyone turned to look forward.

Unfortunately, the elevator door was crowded with strong men, and I couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

……

A heavy punch.

A thug was hit on the chin by brass knuckles, and his body went limp and fell towards the elevator entrance.

Chen Jiajun leaned against the back wall of the elevator like an arch, his abdominal muscles bulged, the soles of his feet were tensed and firmly rooted to the ground, and the brass knuckles on his hands collided with the iron rod, making crisp sounds.

The brain is rapidly analyzing the tingling sensation from the 'danger perception'. The greater the threat to itself, the sharper the tingling sensation.

Relying on his danger perception, he dodged countless heavy blows from iron rods hitting his head.

Fortunately, it was such a narrow elevator, as the three of them squeezed all the space in front.

Even if the person behind can reach the iron rod, he cannot exert full force. When his arm swings down, it is easy to hit the body and shoulders in front, and the power is much smaller.

Faced with this low-power iron rod attack, Chen Jiajun couldn't dodge it and just used his head to take it.

As for the powerful iron rods of the three people in the front, he dodged them if he could, and blocked them with his elbows and brass knuckles if he couldn't. Now that his bones had undergone five rounds of physical strengthening, they were not easily fractured.

Facing the dense swarm of stick shadows...

In less than half a minute, the clothes on his shoulder were torn, his ear was hit, blood was flowing down his cheek, and his glasses were shattered into pieces.

"Don't beat him to death, leave him alive." Jin Zaikai on the outer layer lit a cigarette and gave an order.

The result is no surprise.

The thugs around here are all well-trained all year round. They are not ordinary people who just sit in the office and never exercise.

Even the world champions in the fighting world would be beaten into pig heads. It would be the same for anyone to fight against twenty strong men with sticks alone.

Upon hearing Director Jin's words, a thug at the front hesitated and was half a beat slower.

Chen Jiajun suddenly pulled his right hand back, and with inertia, he smashed forward suddenly. The thug in front of him instantly stiffened and fell to the ground.

The body is pressed against the wall like an arch to leave space for the arms to swing backwards. If the fist is thrown out directly without inertia, the force will be greatly weakened.