With Jia Zhan's order, the group of little brothers rushed up one by one, licking their lips while staring at Ding Mengyan, and surrounded them like hungry wolves.

Ding Mengyan leaned in Jiang Ce's arms in fear, trembling.

Just as the people on the Red Mist Front were showing off, they could only hear the huge bell ringing in the city.

Dong~~

Dong~~

Dong~~

One sound after another, crisp and deafening, making people feel extremely shocked.

Everyone on the Red Mist Front stopped and looked in the direction where the bell sound came.

Farewell to the old and welcome the new.

The old year passed, and the new year came.

People in this world are one year older.

There were twelve consecutive sounds, each sound hitting the heart, deafening.

Soon, the New Year's bell stopped.

Jiang Ce looked up at the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly: "I am a little sad today and don't want to do it. You guys go while I still have a little bit of rationality."

What a simple word.

But no one wants to listen.

Jia Zhan covered his stomach and laughed constantly, pointing at Jiang Ce and said, "Are you stupid? Don't you see how many of us are on the scene? Why, do you want to hit twenty of one person? Are you afraid that's not..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the ground vibrating, and then he heard a series of rumbling sounds.

It's a car.

Many cars!

Jia Zhan looked up at the outskirts of Huahai Park and saw super luxury cars parked outside the park one by one, one after another, and it seemed that the entire road was occupied by luxury cars.

Each car is worth more than three million.

With so many cars, how many billions will it take to buy it?

Compared with those luxury cars, Jia Zhan and his motorcycles are like electric toys, pediatrics.

Not only are there luxury cars, but also 'warriors'!

The doors of all the luxury cars were opened, and burly men walked out of the car.

Wuyang and Wuyang walked into the Flower Sea Park.

One big piece after another.

Everyone was shaved, and a unique spirit of a warrior was revealed in their eyebrows.

It is the unique temperament of killing generals and enemies on the battlefield, and it is a terrifying aura that is refined through blood and cannot be possessed by ordinary people.

The people on the Red Mist Front were just ordinary gangsters. It was okay to bully ordinary people. Seeing so many strong and firm warriors, they were so scared that their legs and feet became weak and they stood there and dared not move.

Seeing that such a large group of people were getting closer and closer, Jia Zhan didn't know what to do. He was also thinking about whether his enemy was coming?

After thinking about it, it won’t be.

He usually specializes in picking soft persimmons, and he doesn't even touch people with a little status or power.

Just his enemies, one is weaker than the other, how could they find such a large group of strong warriors?

After a while, all the soldiers came to Huahai Park, all facing Jiangce, and bowed neatly.

Swish, swish, swish.

Rows of soldiers saluted at the same time, and the scene shocked everyone's heart.

Line up and separate.

A graceful and luxurious man walked up to the person, bowed to Jiang Ce, and said loudly: "The twelve Aries, I wish you a happy New Year for your elder brother and sister-in-law!"

Immediately afterwards, the lineup separated again.

A strong and bearded man walked out and said in a rough voice: "Twelve Taurus, congratulations to my elder brother and sister-in-law, Happy New Year!"

The third one is a man with an evil look and a rebellious look.

"Twin Palaces Gemini, congratulations to my elder brother and sister-in-law on a happy new year!!!"

One after another, from Aries to Pisces, the warriors of the Golden Twelve House reported one by one.

Every one is a super talented person who can be one hundred.

Moreover, the twelve of them each have their own strengths and solve their problems in all aspects.

They are the most terrifying helpers under Jiang Ce.

Seeing these twelve men, Jia Zhan over there was so scared that he didn't dare to move, and he was almost urinating.

He has been a gangster for so long, and he still has this little bit of vision and insight.

Just by looking at the appearance of the twelve people and talking, you can know that they are definitely not ordinary people.

In fact, there is no need to guess. Just seeing hundreds of soldiers on the scene being led by twelve of them, you can see how terrible these twelve people are.

What’s even more terrifying is that just such a powerful twelve people are all Jiang Ce’s younger brothers!

Didn’t you hear the twelve of them come forward to congratulate Jiang Ce on the New Year?

This time, Jia Zhan was completely confused.

If you walk by the river often, you won’t be able to get your shoes wet.

He usually likes to bully people, but no one has come to punish him. This time he was too arrogant and kicked the iron plate. Where did she know that Jiang Ce was such a powerful figure?

Judging from this formation, it’s really a fight. The people on the Red Mist Front are not enough for others to spread their teeth, right?

Jia Zhan was scared.

Deceiving good and fearing evil is the biggest feature of their group of people.

Without having to fight, Jia Zhan knelt directly in front of Jiang Ce with a thud, panting and said, "That... brother, I wish you a happy New Year too."

Ahem...

A little awkward.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such shameless people.

I was still shouting and killing, but when I saw so many soldiers coming, I was so scared that I immediately knelt down to congratulate the New Year.

It has to be said that it is not accidental that Jia Zhan can survive until now. This mentality of "being able to bend and stretch" is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ce did not intend to let him go.

Ding Mengyan is Jiang Ce's reverse scale and cannot be touched.

Moreover, Jiang Ce had already expressed his compassion and gave him a chance to leave, but he was not sure.

Sometimes, if the opportunity is lost, it will not come back.

Jiang Ce shook his head slightly, "You have no way to live."

Hearing this, Jia Zhan's face was as bleak as white paper.

At this moment, a little brother from the Red Mist Front suddenly rode a motorcycle toward Jiang Ce from behind and shouted: "Pretend to be your mother? I'll kill you, a fork-fitting person, and you'll have to take a cushion if you die!"

The motorcycle roared and crashed into Jiang Ce's back.

Ding Mengyan was so scared that she was so scared that she screamed.

However, the Golden Twelve Houses, including all the warriors, did not even have the intention of coming to help.

Because they all know one thing well - they dare to attack Shura War God, and the fate is only one word: death.

Jiang Ce didn't look back, just stretched out one hand behind him.

The wide palm grabbed the motorcycle's wheels in an instant, and he stopped the motorcycle that rushed over!

The motorcycle's wheels could not move, and were grabbed by Jiang Ce's hands.

The people in the car were confused.

Is this something that people do? How much force does it take to block the motorcycle and even hold the wheels down and not turn?

"Monster, monster!"
Chapter completed!