Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 797 The law does not blame the public ([-])

"People who can fall down when they walk, I really don't know how you built such a huge organization and became the boss." The masked man with golden flame pattern taunted ruthlessly.

The masked man was silent again.

Seeing that another person came, the man in black didn't waste any more time. He kicked the policeman on the ground over and snatched away the cooler he was holding tightly in his arms.

The policeman tried to take it back, but was kicked again and broke his ribs.

"Go help," the masked man ordered.

The man with the golden flame pattern mask immediately moved his muscles and bones, and rushed up with a stride, almost to the point where afterimages appeared.

All the men in black were dealt with within ten seconds.

The masked man always knew that he was strong, but his strength was too ridiculous. Before he could see how he made the move, the man in black fell to the ground. However, he just didn't know who was stronger than her. ?

Recapturing the refrigerator from the man in black, the policeman asked them to help deliver the medicine to Jiuzhai before he passed out, and passed out without giving them a chance to refuse.

"Think carefully, the person you want to hide is in Jiuzhai, and I can't expose it until I find the person who assassinated me." The masked man with golden flame pattern reminded.

The masked man thought for a long time, and finally decided to deliver the medicine himself.

The man with the golden flame pattern mask expressed no objection.

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed?" the masked man asked.

The man with the golden flame pattern mask replied arrogantly: "I owe you a favor. Before your plan is implemented, your life and death are up to me."

"You don't have to, my fate is up to me, not others." The masked man replied coldly.

Along the way, the two were bickering and refusing to give in to each other.

The masked man seriously suspected that he set up a new character after being rescued by himself.

What is rebellious and cynical is all fake, he is a rebellious uncle with a bit of a funny, middle school temperament.

Thinking about it this way, the masked man also answered his words one after another, and fell asleep before he knew it.

Their car was driving towards Jiuzhai along the rugged mountain road. On the way, a car hit them straight from the branch road. Fortunately, they dodged in time, otherwise they would have to hit the guardrail, and they might fall down the mountain.

Thick black smoke came out from the hood of the car, and it was about to explode soon. The masked man with golden flame patterns got out of the car hurriedly, turned to the back seat and pulled the masked man out.

A tall, thin man with sunken cheeks and haggard got out of the car that caused the accident. The clothes on the man's body were expensive at first glance, but it was just like a walking skeleton covered with human clothes.

"The Patriarch of the Cha family?" The man in the mask with the golden flame pattern recognized the man in front of him at a glance. He couldn't believe that he had fallen into such an insignificant appearance, so he whispered his identity to prove it. .

The Patriarch of the Cha family stared at the refrigerator in his hand with a gloomy look in his eyes, repeating morbidly, "Give it to me, give it to me..."

With a sound of "bang--", the car behind the masked man and the others burned and exploded.

The man with the golden flame pattern mask remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the Patriarch of the Zha family. If it was in the past, he would be able to frighten him with just one look.

But now, he only saw endless despair and strong vengeance in his eyes.

"As long as you give it to me, I'll let you go," the Patriarch of the Cha family said grimly.

"I'm afraid not, this one is to save lives," the masked man with the golden flame pattern said while holding up the cooler and shaking it in front of him.

Patriarch Cha Family suddenly rushed towards him crazily and with extreme hatred as if he had been stimulated by something.

At the same time, men in black came from all directions.

(End of this chapter)