Super Rich: I became the richest man in the world by withdrawing money from the game

Chapter 125

"This young man is too fierce."

"That's right, one person beat hundreds of people directly, and the other party had no power to fight back."

"Do you think this young man is from the army? Otherwise, why is he so strong?"

"I think it's possible. The three elders seem to have contacted their comrades. This young man should be a soldier who came in advance."

...

The tribesmen of Changsheng Village looked at the man standing in front of them, like a god of war, blocking all dangers, and began to discuss.

"Are you all right?"

Jiang Chuan dealt with all the gang members, glanced at the fat middle-aged man, and quickly came to the three old men and asked with concern.

"It's okay, the old man can still hold on, thank you young man."

"You should be from the army, right?"

The three old men have been helped up by the villagers at this moment. Although they have shed a lot of blood and look hideous, their injuries are not very serious because the physical fitness of the three old men is indeed very good.

"I'm not from the army. I came here because a little brother called me for help."

Jiang Chuan smiled and explained his identity. He was not a soldier in the army.

"Brother Jiang."

Someone behind Changsheng Village shouted excitedly, and the King of Steel Guns walked out of the crowd.

"Xiaogang."

Jiang Chuan also smiled and greeted the other party.

"Gou Wa, is this the friend you said can help us?"

"Gou Wa, your friend is really strong."

...

After Jiang Chuan greeted the King of Steel Guns, the villagers understood that Jiang Chuan in front of them was the foreign aid invited by the King of Steel Guns.

"Gou Wa?!"

Jiang Chuan heard the nickname of the King of Steel Guns and chuckled as he looked at the other party.

The King of Steel Guns also noticed Jiang Chuan's gaze, his old face blushed, and he wanted to explain but was powerless.

"Damn guy, do you know who I am!"

The fat middle-aged man looked at Jiang Chuan and scolded him angrily, watching him ruin his plan.

"If you don't speak, I will forget you."

Jiang Chuan heard this and looked at the other party indifferently, and walked towards the fat middle-aged man step by step.

"What do you want to do?"

The fat middle-aged man felt the evil spirit on Jiang Chuan and stepped back in fear. He accidentally fell to the ground and asked in fear.

Bang.

Jiang Chuan didn't speak. The fat middle-aged man endured Jiang Chuan's anger and his fists rained down on the fat middle-aged man.

Jiang Chuan naturally restrained his strength, otherwise he might have beaten the other party to death in anger.

Wow wow wow!

Jiang Chuan beat the fat middle-aged man severely, and the surrounding villagers cheered happily. Suddenly, everyone heard the alarm.

"Damn idiots, if you die, I will make you live a life worse than death!"

The fat middle-aged man heard the alarm, spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, and said in a resentful voice.

"Huh?"

Jiang Chuan heard this and looked at the fat middle-aged man without speaking.

"Have you called the police?"

"Yes, I called the police at the beginning, but I didn't expect them to come so late."

The villagers also answered immediately.

"Everyone, hold your head and squat down."

There were dozens of police officers who arrived, and they were fully armed. Their cold voices reached everyone's ears.

"What's going on?"

"Why did these police officers tell us to squat down?"

"Could it be that these police officers were also called by this fat guy?"

The people in the village looked ugly when they heard this.

They didn't expect that the authorities would send people to help this fat guy.

"Comrade, are you mistaken?"

An old man among the three came out. He was wearing medals all over his body and his forehead was stained with blood.

"What is this?"

The police officers who arrived were shocked when they saw the medals on the old man's chest.

They were able to become police officers, but they went through strict screening, so they naturally understood what these honors were.

"Captain, do we really want to arrest this old man and the people behind him?"

"Captain, the medals on this old man represent that he is a hero of our country!"

"Captain, this order is wrong, we will not continue to execute it."

...

The police officers who arrived looked at all the medals on the old man's chest and had a rough idea of ​​the situation. They were asked to arrest a hero of the country and an old man who fought in the war of resistance. They couldn't do it.

The old people naturally heard what these police officers said, and their disappointed eyes had something more.

After all, this world is still what they expected before.

"Damn it, arrest them right away, or I will make you guys take off your clothes."The obese middle-aged man climbed up with difficulty. He looked at Jiang Chuan with resentment and hatred, and growled.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to order us?"

A young police officer heard the words of the obese middle-aged man, looked at him coldly and scolded him.

"Boy, do you know who you are talking to? Believe it or not, I will make a phone call and make you lose your job immediately."

The obese middle-aged man looked at a small police officer who dared to talk to him like this, and he wanted to do it directly in anger.

Snap.

The young police officer slapped the obese middle-aged man's arm and controlled him with a standard grab.

"Ah!"

The obese middle-aged man had been beaten up, and the young police officer pulled his wound, causing him to scream in pain.

One wave has not yet subsided, and another wave has risen. Just when the young police officer was grabbing the obese middle-aged man, military vehicles came here one after another.

"What happened? Why are military vehicles here?"

"I don't know either. We just received a mission to suppress the rioting villagers."

...

The police officers looked at the military vehicles and were confused, and began to discuss privately.

"Everyone get off the car together."

A loud voice reached everyone's ears, and then hundreds of soldiers got off the car fully armed.

After all the soldiers got off the car, the leader was a very young soldier. From his rank, it can be seen that he is a battalion commander.

"Military, save me! These rioting villagers cooperated with the authorities to kill me."

The captured fat middle-aged man looked at the arrival of a group of soldiers and became happy instantly. He did not find a relationship with the army. Now the army came, presumably to help him, so he chose to ask for help directly.

The battalion commander ignored the fat middle-aged man's request for help, and he came to the old man with a serious face.

"Iron Fist Regiment, Steel Spear Battalion Commander, Jiang Huaiying reports to the old squad leader!"

Jiang Huaiying brought his soldiers to the old man and said loudly to him.

"Iron Fist Regiment, Steel Spear Battalion Instructor, Sun Jun reports to the old squad leader."

"Iron Fist Regiment..."

At this moment, the soldiers led by Jiang Huaiying saluted the old men and expressed their highest respect!