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Chapter 1212

The beeping sound from the phone made Dai Chongshan sweat coldly.

He knew that he could not stop this matter, and could not even persuade Dai Dong to change his mind.

Thinking of what Jiang Zhihao said last, Dai Chongshan sat on the sofa with a pale face and murmured to himself: "After this group of people are all crazy!"

At the door of the villa, just as a group of people were laughing and jogging, the roar of the engine came from a distance.

They turned their heads and looked at an old Toyota 86, which rushed over at a speed of more than one hundred per hour.

The thick iron fence gate could not stop the car from moving forward. The tank-like impact force made the iron gate fly out directly.

The guards next to them were all smashed and vomited blood. The front of the car was sunken, but the remaining momentum was not weak, so they continued to rush towards the villa.

The group of people were frightened and hurriedly avoided it. The Toyota 86 crashed into the villa gate directly.

It just lost its motivation and failed to knock the door away like an iron fence.

Dust was everywhere, Jiang Zhihao kicked open the car door and came out. Seeing him, several merchants were shocked for a few seconds and said angrily: "Are you crazy? You drive so fast, do you want to hit someone to death!"

"What a fucking little gangster. If you make some money, you don't know what your surname is. Do you know where this is?"

Jiang Zhihao stared at these people, remembering what Dai Dong said, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What are we doing? Do we need to report to you? Who are you?" someone said angrily.

Someone sneered and said, "What are we doing here? Don't you know? I heard that Mr. Meng found a stunning beauty and invited us to watch the scene together. Why, Mr. Jiang is also interested?"

"Mr. Jiang must be interested. I heard that was his mistress. Mr. Jiang must find it very exciting when he saw the mistress being insulted, right?"

A group of people burst into laughter, but they didn't take Jiang Zhihao seriously at all.

Looking at the arrogant look of these people, Jiang Zhihao had no expression on his face.

Just as these people were about to yell for a few more words, even more violent noises rang out above their heads.

They turned their heads and saw in surprise that three helicopters flew over quickly.

When they reached the top of their heads, six ropes fell down, and then twelve people followed the ropes and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

These people were wearing masks on their faces and couldn't see their faces clearly, but their ingenious aura was very obvious.

After calming down, the security guards in the villa surrounded him with weapons.

Jiang Zhihao didn't look at those people at all, but just said indifferently: "Don't leave any living mouth, kill!"

Although the voice was light, it was like thunder in the ears of those merchants.

Someone's body trembled slightly, but he pretended to be calm and said, "What are you pretending to be? You don't have a living mouth. We are all Jiawei's well-known figures, you dare."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his mouth was unscrupulous, and then he felt dizzy.

When his head fell to the ground, he realized that his body was still standing there.

The blood sprayed on the neck was like a fountain, and the horrified expression of the people next to him came into view.

He was a little puzzled: "Why can't the body move? Whose body is that?"
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