Chapter Sixteen: Iron Head Skill

nnot be his true masterpiece because the material used is nylon thread.At the same time, everyone was extremely surprised how this young man could tell it was a nylon line. This eyesight was definitel...He Shuangshuang was a little dumbfounded by what she saw. As the deputy captain of the criminal police team, someone dared to smash her car

She was already seething with anger after what Ye Bufan had done to her, and now she was about to explode!

She kicked the car door open with one foot and jumped out, pointing at the bald man and shouting, "What are you trying to do"

Seeing the posture of these people, Ye Bufan immediately knew that it was Xiang Yunfei who had brought them.

But he wasn't eager to intervene. Since these clueless fools had provoked the He family, he was naturally happy to sit back and watch the show.

He also got out of the car and stood beside He Shuangshuang, looking at the hooligans with a sly smile.

He Shuangshuang shouted at the small hooligans in front of her: "All of you get down on your knees, hands on your heads, I'm the police!"

The bald man had just arrived in Jiangnan City and didn't know the criminal police deputy captain in front of him.

His lecherous gaze kept roving over He Shuangshuang's frosty figure, and he said with a smirk: "Little girl, you still claim to be a police officer Why don't you say you're the captain of the Criminal Police Team!"

"You're right, I am the deputy captain of the criminal police force. Put down your weapon and get on the ground with your hands up."

"That's pathetic, even your boasts are so small, you lack any guts, only boasting about a deputy captain." The bald man burst into laughter and then said, "Do you think we brothers are easy to fool"

"If you were the deputy captain, I'd be the director."

At this time, Little Huang Mao came over and said, "Iron Head Brother, this little girl is too damn beautiful. Why don't we brothers take her back to have some fun"

"Not a bad idea," the bald man said. "Brothers, break that kid's legs, and take this woman back. We'll all have some fun tonight!"

"Okay!"

Xia Huangmao had long been smitten with He Shuangshuang, hearing the command he immediately reached out with his large pig's hooves towards her.

Ye Bufan had already seen during his diagnosis that this girl had been practicing martial arts since she was young. Although she hadn't yet stepped into the realm of a warrior, she was far stronger than ordinary people.

Sure enough, He Shuangshuang, who had long been seething with anger, let out a roar: "You're looking for death!"

Then she lifted her leg and slammed a ten-centimeter stiletto heel into the little punk's stomach.

Before anyone could admire her long, straight legs, Xiao Huangmao was kicked up into the air and landed with a thud in front of Guangtou.

"Ah!"

The yellow-haired man let out a heart-wrenching scream. He felt like his intestines were being crushed, and he writhed in pain on the ground.

"Little missy, you're a bit of a fighter, aren't you!" Though somewhat surprised, the bald man wasn't fazed. He sneered and said, "Interesting. Come at me together, I want to see how many you can take!"

As for Ye Bufan next to him, he completely ignored him, treating him like a nobody who could be slapped to death with one hand.

A group of thugs rushed toward He Shuangshuang one after another. At first, they were barehanded, but later they even used steel pipes and knives, yet they were still no match for her.

After a few minutes, these people were beaten to the ground, crying and wailing.

About fifty or sixty meters away from them, an SUV was parked, and Xiang Yuntian was sitting in the car watching everything before him.

Beside him sat a middle-aged man, wearing large sunglasses and sporting a menacing cobra tattoo on his chest.

He is the notorious gang leader in this area, the boss of the bald guys. Because he is extremely ruthless, everyone calls him Cobra.

Seeing the people he had brought being knocked down by He Shuangshuang, Xiang Yuntai said with some worry: "Brother Snake, your men are not good enough. How can they even lose to a woman"

The Cobra, however, remained very calm, taking a puff from his cigar and saying: "What's the rush They are just some small-timers. The real experts in my crew are Ironhead."

He began practicing martial arts at Shaolin Temple since he was a child, mastering hard kung fu. Especially his iron head was almost invulnerable to blades and firearms. If he hadn't dealt with the son of a local bully in the north a few days ago, he wouldn't have come here for refuge.

Don't worry, this guy is just playing cat and mouse with that girl. He'll make his move soon enough.

Only then did Xiang Yuntian let out a sigh of relief, and picked up a black suitcase from beside him. "Brother She, here's the 200,000 we agreed on. I want those two legs of that kid."

"Throw it in the car, I'm a Cobra, I always keep my word!" As he said this, he suddenly frowned and looked at He Shuangshuang, "Who is this woman She looks familiar somehow."

He had originally known the eldest Miss of the He family. In the outside world, it was most important to keep his eyes open and know that there were some people in this Jiangnan City who absolutely couldn't be provoked, and he must always remember this.

But their location was a little far from He Shuangshuang, and the angle they were looking at was always her back. For a moment, she just felt a little familiar but didn't recognize them.

Xiang Yunteng said nonchalantly, "What does it matter She's just a woman driving a beat-up Jetta. What background could she possibly have"

Upon hearing this, the cobra also relaxed. Indeed, those young masters and ladies from wealthy families in Jiangnan City, which one wasn't driving a luxury car worth millions Who would drive a Jetta like this

He couldn't have dreamed that this Jetta car was specially driven for Ye Bufan by the Miss He family.

The bald man saw his men knocked down, took two steps forward, and said arrogantly, “You’re pretty good for a woman. The spicier the better, you're right up my Ironhead brother's alley.”

"But let me tell you, no matter what, you'll never beat my Iron Head. Come here willingly and snuggle up in my arms, and I won't hold today's events against you."

"Die!"

He Shuangshuang let out a furious shout, raising her hand and throwing a punch at Guangtou's face.

A sneer curled up at the bald man's lips, but he just bowed his head slightly, meeting the attack with his bare scalp.

Only a sharp cracking sound could be heard as the fist landed solidly on the bald head.

The result was the bald man stood there motionless, while He Shuangshuang took several steps back in succession.

She immediately felt a burning pain shoot up her hand, as if her bones were shattering. She raised her hand to look and saw that her originally fair and smooth little fist had swollen up.

The bald man raised his hand and touched his big head, smiling and saying, "Well, little lady, do you know how powerful Ironhead is now"

He Shuangshuang came with a stubborn temper, and she wouldn't give up easily. With a cold snort, she charged at the bald man again.

But this time she didn't use her fists again, she used her legs. A downward kick from top to bottom slammed down heavily.

Ye Bufan shook his head beside him, saying that big breasts and no brains, sure enough.

It's obvious this guy has some skill with his head. You're hitting his head Couldn't you pick a different spot Like, maybe kick his balls.

He Shuangshuang didn't consider that much at all. At this time, her long legs had smashed heavily onto the bald head, only to hear a click. The bald head didn't suffer any damage, but the ten-centimeter high heel instantly broke.

She obviously wasn't mentally prepared for this, retracting her right leg with one step high and one low. Caught off guard, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Once she regained her balance, she saw the bald man's lewd face appear before her, a hairy big hand reaching for her chest.

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