Spacious road, super sports cars galloping across the road.

Jiang Ce drove the Ferrari 458 and ran quickly on the road, and his speed was getting faster and faster. When he was about to enjoy himself, he would even open the car windows and feel the howling of the wind.

As a man, all have their own hobbies.

Some people like games, some people like anime, some people like houses, and some people like travel.

Jiangce loves cars.

Even though it is an old car, it is a Ferrari, and it is a supercar worth more than 2 million yuan. For people like Jiangce who have been making taxis for many years, it is really great to drive such a supercar occasionally.

It's like a person who has quit smoking for a long time, and suddenly one day he can let go of smoking. The feeling after one is really hard to describe.

Jiang Ce now controls the car with all his energy, using various technologies at will, and is illusory.

As I was driving, I suddenly felt like something was wrong with the road ahead.

He decisively stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped after sliding for hundreds of meters. Sure enough, he saw that the road ahead was stopped by seven or eight motorcycles.

A bunch of dressed non-mainstream men sitting on the railings with baseball bats in their hands.

Judging from this driving, it seems like someone you are going to deal with.

Jiang Ce put his hands on the steering wheel and looked at these people coldly.

Sure enough, all of these people came over, looking around the car, cursing.

Jiang Ce kept silent and observed quietly.

He needs to know whether these people came for him intentionally or robbed him unintentionally. It would be okay if it was the latter, but if it was the former, then there would be a problem.

Who wants to deal with him?

"Get out of the car!!!" A gangster knocked on the hood of the car.

Jiang Ce frowned slightly. What he couldn't stand when he loved cars was that others disrespect his car.

He turned off the engine, pulled the handbrake, pushed the door and walked out.

The group of people surrounded him and looked at Jiang Ce with a smirk, and the baseball bat in his hands kept beating.

"You are Jiang Ce?"

"Do you know where you are wrong?"

Judging from this tone, someone was definitely trying to slap Jiang Ce on purpose, rather than simply blocking the road and robbing, otherwise they would not have known it so clearly.

Jiang Ce said lightly: "I'll give you ten seconds to tell the person behind you."

"What?"

The gangster leader was stunned, "Hey, are you mentally wrong? You're optimistic, how many of us are, how many of you?"

Jiang Ce glanced at his watch.

"You still have five seconds."

"Damn, dare you to play tricks on me?"

The gangster waved the baseball bat and smashed it over, slashing it hard according to Jiang Ce's head.

But how could a mere gangster be the opponent of Shura War God?

He dodged sideways and punched the gangster's stomach. In an instant, his eyes suddenly bulged, and he knelt down with his hands covering his stomach, in great pain.

Although he was not dead, he couldn't move for a while.

Seeing Jiang Ce take action, everyone else was anxious.

"Damn, how dare you fight back?"

"Brothers, kill him!"

A group of people rushed up, waving sticks to attack, but they couldn't even touch Jiang Ce's body, and they all flew out in just a few seconds.

Jiang Ce's strength is far beyond their imagination.

This man is far from something they can deal with.

Jiang Ce walked up to a gangster and said lightly: "I'll give you a last chance to tell the person behind the scenes, you still have your life."

The gangster gritted his teeth and fought back: "Boy, do you think you can fight? Do you know who you are offending now?"

"Oh? Who is it?"

The gangster was amused, "Tell you don't be scared to pee your pants. We are on the Red Mist Front!"

Red Mist Front?

Jiang Ce thought about it and seemed to have a little impression. I remember that when I was in Huahai Park, Taurus had a meal, but why did the scar heal so quickly and forget the pain?

Seeing Jiang Ce in a daze, the gangster stood up and dusted the dust on his body, "I know you're scared now?"

Before he could stand firm, Jiang Ce kicked him over and the gangster flew out directly.

He lay on the ground and took out his cell phone, "You dare to fight back? OK, wait for me, I will call Boss Jia now, and you can just wait for death!"

Jiang Ce smiled, no longer in a hurry, and sat directly on the railing and waited quietly.

Less than twenty minutes later, another group of people rushed over. It looked like more than twenty motorcycles, and this time there were at least two people sitting in each car.

Some even sat three people.

It's obvious that they are here to help.

The gangster ran up and said to the person in charge: "Boss Jia, that guy. He knew that we were from the Red Mist Front, and he actually dared to fight back!"

This boss Jia is Jia Zhan from the Red Mist Front.

His body was hunched over, his mouth was also tilted, and he spat at the gangster, "It's really useless to be able to deal with seven or eight people, and he has thrown away all the faces of our Red Mist Front."

He picked up an iron stick and walked towards Jiang Ce.

As the distance narrowed, Jia Zhan gradually felt that the man in front of him seemed a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

When he and Jiang Ce were less than three meters away, they could probably see each other's face clearly.

As the moonlight shone, Jiang Ce slowly raised his head.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the face of Shura War God was fully revealed.

Bang.

The iron stick in Jia Zhan's hand fell to the ground, [Youyou Reading     ] He was so scared that he trembled all over his body, and cold sweats dripped down involuntarily, and fear spread throughout his body.

It was him, that terrifying man!

I remember the last time I was in Huahai Park, Jia Zhan was beaten to a disabled person by Jiang Ce. He spent a lot of money to barely return to his current appearance.

However, wounds on the body are easy to recover, while wounds in the heart are difficult to recover.

Whenever he saw someone similar to Jiang Ce on the street, he would be so scared that he lowered his head and didn't dare to move.

The boss's face is gone.

The Red Mist Front has also declined since then, and has recently become a small group that is not as good as the top ones, and many of their original subordinates have turned to other bosses.

Jia Zhanda was afraid of Jiang Ce from the bottom of his heart.

Even if you see the fake one, you will be scared to death, let alone the real one?

But Jia Zhan didn't know Jiang Ce's real name at all. If he knew, he would never be able to take the order tonight.

Like Shura seeking life?

Haha, you can't kill you, you can only save your life!

But the gangsters around him didn't know anything, after all, he didn't participate in the last "battle".

He pointed at Jiang Ce with a baseball bat, "Little bastard, we, Boss Jia, are here today, you are dead! Now I'll give you a chance, kneel down and help Boss Jia lick the uppers clean, and you will be left with a whole body."

Jiang Ce smiled slightly, said nothing, but just looked at Boss Jia quietly.

Let’s look at Jia Zhan again.

My body was trembling like something, and I could not even stand.
Chapter completed!