Chapter 1635: Chapter 957: Jiang Fifth Master, Sickly? Ruthless Moves, Skilled in Heart Execution (28 Updates)

The dagger was very small, yet extremely sharp. Jiang Jinsang retreated slightly, the dagger slid past his forearm. Only the sound of fabric tearing could be heard, and it was at this moment.

Jiang Jinsang raised his hand and grasped the man’s arm with deft strength.

The man endured the pain, the dagger fell to the ground with a thud, and when he looked up, he was met with Jiang Jinsang’s eyes.

Among the three of them, Jiang Jinsang seemed to be the easiest to deal with.

His frame was slim, skin pale to the point of being unnatural, lips blood-red, calm and cold, as if able to engulf a person.

Based on the information he investigated, this man was frail before his marriage, frequently visiting the hospital as a sickly patient. No matter how formidable he appeared, how much strength could he possibly have? Although he hadn’t undergone any professional training, he has always lived on the edge, relying on sheer ruthlessness!

With the dagger on the ground, he threw a punch towards Jiang Jinsang.

Barely avoiding, the wind from the punch was rapid and fierce.

It seemed like it was meant to take his life directly.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Jiang Jinsang suddenly used the skillful strength with which he was gripping the man’s wrist, and abruptly pulled the man forward...

Caught off guard, the man stumbled straight towards Jiang Jinsang.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jinsang used strength against strength, kicking him in the abdomen. The man groaned but didn’t fall, picking up the dagger from the ground, lunging again, yet Jiang Jinsang’s peripheral vision caught sight of the stick placed inside the van.

This group hadn’t closed the car door upon getting out, quickly grabbing a stick. As sharp as the dagger was, it ultimately wasn’t as long as the stick.

And then, it smashed onto his forearm!

He probably never imagined...

This man, who was rumored to not live past twenty-eight years, would be so ruthless!

"Bang——" it hit.

As if trying to break his arm forcefully.

Brother Qing cried out in pain. The situation made it unwise to continue fighting, so he immediately turned to run.

Protecting his arm, his movements weren’t as nimble. Jiang Jinsang moved quickly, kicking him from behind.

He groaned, his body stumbled, his knees hit the ground, diving forward onto the ground.

"The matter with Kingfisher last time, it was you guys, wasn’t it? And today you dared to come over to kidnap my niece. Whose audacity do you think you have!"

Jiang Jinsang threw the stick away, taking the opportunity of Brother Qing not yet getting up, kicked his back again.

Against these desperate outlaws, you don’t need to hold back.

The man groaned, his body that was about to prop up, fell heavily again, his back felt numb with pain.

For fuck’s sake...

Didn’t Jiang Zhaolin say Jiang Jinsang was weak and sickly, just too clever?

What the hell, are you really his uncle, you don’t understand the person in front of you at all, no wonder he played you to death.

Jiang Jinsang’s conduct today completely overturned previous perceptions of him, with such agility, where does he resemble a sickly person, utterly unruly and violent, tougher than those who live by licking blood off the knife edge.

Brother Qing originally held back his pain, unwilling to cry out, while Jiang Jinsang’s actions also paused for a moment.

He thought the "beating" had finally stopped!

In the next second, a punch and a kick fell one after another, head, back, legs, none spared.

If their target was him, or someone else, Jiang Jinsang probably wouldn’t be this angry. A group of grown men, actually daring to lay hands on women and children!

Still a human?

Since they aren’t humans, beating them to death is deserved.

Huo Qinqi and Jiang Yanting exchanged a glance, the immediate crisis resolved, just waiting for the police to arrive. If they really caused a fatality, it would be hard to manage. The two just prepared to intervene.

The cellphone rang—

Jiang Jinsang stopped.

He walked to the cellphone, bent down to pick it up, the phone number wasn’t saved, his hand was very pale, the knuckles had scraped skin, a bit of blood.

He stared at the phone, glancing at the man lying lifeless on the ground.

The phone vibration stopped, the previously sent message caught his eye.

This phone didn’t require unlocking to see the message content; one line of text:

[Did it succeed?]

Jiang Jinsang pursed his lips, looking at the man on the ground, holding the phone, crouched down.

Brother Qing probably never imagined that one day he would be taken down by a sickly man’s phone, the man’s skin too pale, perhaps the whitest man he’s ever seen, so pale it seemed bloodless, except the corners of his mouth were curved with a slight smile.

Beijing people say he is nearly demonically wise, this clearly...

Is a bloodthirsty demon capable of devouring people.

Long, distinct fingers played with the phone, "Aside from you four and those surveilling at the kindergarten gate, there are other accomplices, right."

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