When Zheng Qing heard the kidnappers' conversation, she knew that Han Ke must have come to save her, so she began to struggle again, and another heavy slap in the face was slapped.

"Slutty, I fuck you to move." This time the kidnapper who was attacking was the scarred kidnapper. He was not a merciless person when he hit someone. He slapped Zheng Qing fainted.

"I told you the fuck, don't fight hard," the kidnapper on the side stopped him with anger on his face.

How could Han Ke give them a chance to get rid of himself? His speed did not decrease at all. In the blink of an eye, he surpassed them in front of them. In order to prevent the vehicle behind from suddenly brakeing and hurting Zheng Qing, he drove for another period of time in front, and then hit the car in the middle of the road.

The kidnapper also made a prediction that although he stepped on the brakes, he would not have thrown the person out.

The kidnapper looked at Han Ke who got out of the car step by step, walked towards them, pushed open the car door, got out of the car and cursed, "Fuck you, don't..." Before he could finish his words, he only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and then he felt his head being pressed hard on the windshield. The front windshield broke and scattered. Then, the kidnapper only felt a heart-wrenching pain coming from his head, his whole head was quickly covered by a warm liquid, and his mental consciousness began to slowly blur. Then his eyes turned black and he collapsed.

Seeing the ruthless behavior of the visitor without any room for anything, the other two kidnappers in the car were also worried. The long sword that the scar man held tightly in his hand slid silently into the corner.

Han Ke pulled open the door of the back seat, and because he used too much force, he pulled the door down. When he saw the bright red palm prints on Zheng Qing's face, anger suddenly rose in his heart. He suddenly grabbed a kidnapper and threw it to the ground.

I will only give you one chance and tell me who asked you to do it? Han Ke made a secret decision in his heart that he would not let the people around him be kidnapped again, but in a blink of an eye, this kind of thing happened again around him. No matter who it is, even those below, Han Ke must make them pay the price.

Seeing the kidnapper who was falling hesitated, Han Ke did not pause and kicked his left leg. In an instant, the screams of the kidnapper on the ground resounded on this section of the road. This made such a big noise. The pedestrians around and the owners driving behind also came up. Some people were wondering if they were filming a movie, but they didn't see the camera when they were watching. In addition, the slightest smell of blood was filled with the scene. While surprised, they all took a few steps back carefully. Many onlookers had quietly taken out their mobile phones and recorded the video.

"Give you another chance." Han Ke was not moved by the snarls around him and looked at the kidnappers on the ground coldly.

Seeing the kidnapper silent, Han Ke raised his right foot again.

"Niu Jiaming, Niu Jiaming, it was Niu Jiaming who asked us to kidnap this girl." The kidnapper on the ground covered his head like a conditioned reflex and shouted loudly. The pain from his left leg almost made him faint. When he came back for his right leg, he was worried that he would not be able to withstand the pain and died.

"Who slapped the slap on her face?" Han Ke took back his right foot and continued to ask.

The kidnappers on the ground were still holding their heads and pointed their fingers into the car in a hurry.

"Brother, brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was bad, I should hit me." The scar kidnapper in the car looked at him with a sinister look, rolled and crawled to Han Ke, knelt on the ground with a plop, and slapped himself hard while slapped himself in the face. He could see that the master in front of him was a cruel character, and the two of them had not done anything were beaten like this. He now hated him, why was his hands so cheap? He guessed in his heart: This man shouldn't kill me.

When killing someone, seeing Zheng Qing's miserable appearance, Han Ke was heartbroken, but he didn't lose his mind. Besides, there were so many people watching; but if someone dared to hit him, he had to be prepared to endure the pain a hundred times.

"A few hits"

"One, two strokes" The Scar Kidnapper originally wanted to report it, but he glanced at Han Ke's red eyes and stretched out his two fingers submissively.

"Pa" As soon as the Scar kidnapper finished speaking, he felt a thousand-pound force falling heavily on his left face. His eyes were briefly blind, his head buzzed, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground. After about half a minute, he recovered from the violent cough. With the cough, a pool of blood with five or six teeth was spewed out.

"Stand up" Han Ke's expression. He looked back at Zheng Qing who was unconscious in the car, and his anger was burning violently.

The Scar Knives' eardrum had been pierced. He couldn't hear what Han Ke was saying, and he was still lying on the ground in a suffocation. Han Ke was furious and picked up the Scar Knives with his right hand, and slapped the Scar Knives with his left hand again on the right face of the Scar Knives. Another mouthful of blood was spewed out, and again mixed with two scattered teeth.

Seeing Han Ke's ruthless method, the crowd watching the audience gasped. They also heard that the people on the ground should be kidnappers. They kidnapped someone in the car, so they were beaten so much. Everyone looked at Han Ke carefully while looking at the kidnappers who were beaten with gloating.

Looking at the Scar Kidnapper who collapsed on the ground as soon as he let go, Han Ke felt disgusted. He turned around and gently carried Zheng Qing out of the car.

When passing by the Scar Knives, his right foot deliberately fell on the Scar Knives' wrist. Only a crisp cracking sound was heard, which made people around him scream again.

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Han Ke did not take Zheng Qing to the hospital, but took her home directly. Judging from Zheng Qing's appearance, there should not be any harm in other parts except her face. He had notified Fei'er on the way and explained the general situation and asked him to buy some medicine to treat facial injuries.

"It's so heavy!" Li Fei'er's eyes were filled with sympathy while applying medicine to Zheng Qing. She was kidnapped some time ago and understood that fear, but fortunately she did not suffer such trauma. Moreover, this is the second time that Zheng Qing has been kidnapped. Although her relationship with Zheng Qing is not very close, she has been living together for so long and has often spyed into Zheng Qing's heart, so Fei'er also knows that Zheng Qing also has a lot of feelings and dependence on Han Ke in her heart.

Han Ke did not rush to find trouble for Niu Jiaming, but stayed by Zheng Qing's side until she woke up.

After waking up, he saw Han Ke at a glance, and suddenly stood up and picked up Han Ke and cried. At the most vulnerable moment in his heart, Han Ke was her only psychological sustenance. Han Ke, who was hugged tightly, did not dare to speak, but just carefully stroked Zheng Qing's spine and comforted her.

Niu Jiaming's name was recited silently by Han Ke several times in his heart. This time, he would never give him up easily.

The next day, Han Ke just got up and received a call from Huang Yue. Huang Yue hurriedly said on the other end of the phone: "Fuck, brother, what did you do yesterday? You've been on the news."

Han Ke didn't understand very much. Huang Yue hanged up the phone and sent him a link. After Han Ke clicked on it, he was the latest version of Nanling Weekly newspaper. The front page title was: "Young Master of the Han Group! Beat innocent people in the street?" The big title was accompanied by a picture of Han Ke standing among the kidnappers in Sanming with a cold face.

Han Ke became popular as soon as he saw this title. Damn, these reporters just wrote something like this. He passed the article below, trampling on other people's lives, and being blinded by social laws... These similar words were written one after another, and they were written one and a half pages.

Han Ke became more and more angry as he looked at it, and almost urged to throw his phone off. He stroked to the right and came up with a big title "The Future Star of Nanling, a Contemporary Young Model". When he saw the photos and the caption, it turned out to be Niu Jiaming. He also used nearly half of the version, all of which were fancy and fancy words, one left and one right, which was a sharp contrast.
Chapter completed!