Seeing that Jiang Qing had run after Zuo Zhicheng, the 20 or so Western Indians immediately shouted even more fiercely. They immediately pointed at Jiang Qing and Zuo Zhicheng, cursing as they ran over.
"F * ck, don't run!"
"Stupid woman! Keep her here! "
If it had been a few people, or even a dozen, with Jiang Qing's martial arts, she might have been able to stay and fight them. However, there were more than 20 people, which was beyond her ability to handle. Moreover, she thought of Zuo Zhicheng. It was too dangerous for the two of them to fight so many people together.
Fortunately, Jiang Qing had been practicing martial arts for many years, so her physical fitness was still very strong. Although the few Western Indians behind her were shouting and cursing fiercely, they were gradually left behind by her.
As for Zuo Zhicheng, there was even less of a problem. After all, with his physical fitness, if he wanted to, he could run for a day and a night without any problems.
In his mind, he recalled the information about the Western Indians.
'Torchy and his gang in the south of the city … Their territory should be near the relay station, and they're just petty thieves.
'They're suddenly so bold … Is it because they joined the Hundred Families Association?'
Recently, with the Hai Long Gang's endless retreat, the Hundred Families Association's influence in New Continent had become stronger and stronger. Following this, there were many consequences. One of them was that as their territory increased, they started to recruit all kinds of people. Torchy and his gang behind him had joined the Hundred Families Association under such circumstances.
In addition, the crime rate of the natives in New Continent continued to increase, and ethnic conflicts between the colonists and the colonized continued to be incited. The Hundred Families Association would often put on a layer of national spirit on the appearance of benefits. This way, they could attract many young Newmen, Western Indians, and other natives.
Just as these information floated through Zuo Zhicheng's mind, Jiang Qing, who was in front of him, suddenly jolted and fell to the ground. It turned out that she had been running too fast and tripped on a stone.
Just as Jiang Qing let out a scream, a strong palm pressed directly on her stomach.
Autumn had just arrived and Jiang Qing was only wearing a thin blouse. When Zuo Zhicheng's large hand touched her lower abdomen, she realized for the first time that his palm was so warm.
However, by the time Zuo Zhicheng helped Jiang Qing up, the Western Indians had caught up with them.
"Brat, don't run!"
"If you keep running, I'll burn your whole family down!"
Of course, no one would stop running after hearing this. However, after a few steps, Jiang Qing cried out in pain. When she saw Zuo Zhicheng turn around and look at her, she blushed and said, "I sprained my ankle!"
'This woman is indeed a burden.' This was Zuo Zhicheng's first thought, but he still pulled Jiang Qing over and carried her on his back.
"Hold on tight!"
Jiang Qing leaned on Zuo Zhicheng's back with a flushed face. Her two soft breasts unavoidably rippled on his back.
"Ah! Zuo Zhicheng! You bastard! "
"Slow down!"
"Slow down!"
Zuo Zhicheng frowned, but he had no intention of slowing down. He only thought in his mind again, "Ridiculous."
However, Jiang Qing was so focused on the skin contact between the two of them that she didn't notice that Zuo Zhicheng didn't slow down in the slightest when he carried her. Instead, after he took control of the route, they quickly weaved left and right through the alleys and quickly shook off the Western Yinese behind them.
If someone were to look down from the sky, they would see that Zuo Zhicheng was very familiar with all the surrounding roads. He could always find the nearest, most inconspicuous path and keep moving forward. He even went around the other party's back.
Naturally, this was because Zuo Zhicheng had memorized all the streets and alleys in New Continent City a month before he arrived. He knew the surrounding terrain like the back of his hand.
In addition to the existence of infrared vision and his own skills, things like stealth and stalking were as simple as playing a game.
When he stopped, he could hear the other party panting behind the wall.
"F * ck, that … brat … Pant … Where did he come from … How did he run so fast!"
"Who knows … Damn it … Don't let me see him again."
Jiang Qing, who was behind him, slapped Zuo Zhicheng a few times and pointed at the wall.
Zuo Zhicheng nodded and made a shushing expression.
He heard the other party cursing until a voice suddenly sounded. Zuo Zhicheng frowned. This voice seemed to belong to the person who was beaten up by Jiang Qing. It was the voice of the leader of Toki's gang, Toki.
"Who knows who that b * tch is?" Toki said fiercely, "If we let them run away, how are we going to survive?"
His underlings naturally knew that even if the other party really ran away, it had nothing to do with their survival. However, no one dared to go against their boss at this juncture. They all started to talk about random things.
However, they said a few things, but none of them had any real content.
Just as Zuo Zhicheng was about to leave, a Western Indian said, "Oh right, I remember now. That man seems to be from the Haoran Martial Arts Center. He's a one-eyed man. I remember him better!"
"Haoran Martial Arts Center?"
"Master Jiang's people …"
More than 20 people fell silent. Toki spat and said, "What's wrong with Master Jiang? We're now members of the Hundred Families Association. That one-eyed man must know that woman. Damn it, I'm going to throw that one-eyed man into the river and sell that woman to the Hongxiu Courtyard! "
"But Master Jiang …"
"That woman is so good at fighting. Is she Master Jiang's daughter?"
"I said, what is Master Jiang? Is she good at fighting? Eighteen martial arts centers, more than a hundred people. So many of them were killed by a woman. What is he? " Toki sneered, "This time I'll slap his face. Does he dare to go against the Hundred Families Association?"
"Forget it, big brother. I heard that the eighteen martial arts centers have united and formed some Wushu associations."
"Forget it? I was beaten up like that. How do you want me to forget it?! You tell me! " Tuo Qi slapped the man in the face and grabbed him by the collar. "Uncle Hua left this street to me. Now that I've been beaten up by a woman, how do you expect me to take care of this place in the future? How do you want my brothers to work on this street in the future? "
Some people were still trying to persuade him. However, when Toki thought of being beaten up like that, the veins on his forehead bulged and he looked like he didn't care anymore.
Zuo Zhicheng frowned. He didn't continue to listen and left with Jiang Qing on his back.
However, he thought to himself, 'The one-eyed man is too obvious. I have to deal with the threat of Toki's group. '
After walking for a few hundred meters, Jiang Qing patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, you must be tired. Anyway, you don't have to run. Put me down."
"You sprained your ankle. It's better not to use too much strength before confirming the severity of the injury. That is, if you still want to practice martial arts. "
Jiang Qing didn't say anything. She just felt the heat coming from his body. She thought to herself, 'Are all men's bodies so hot? I don't feel that his body is so hot when I practice martial arts … '
She said, "Do you know those people? They said they would come to find you. I think you should be careful these few days. Why don't you stay at my house for a few days? "
Zuo Zhicheng smiled and said, "It's okay. I'm good at running. "
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