The man in the flower shirt, the corpse picker and others who fell on the ground tried to move their bodies, hiding themselves to the edge of the alley, away from the area where they were fighting, while looking at Qin Yang with a gleeful look.

　　 Your kid was so arrogant just now, now it's over.

　　 More than 20 thugs, see how many you can fight!

　　 Qin Yang stood on the spot, looking at the thugs holding steel pipes, watermelon knives and other weapons like tides, his fists suddenly clenched, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and his face was full of anger.

　　 If he was not he who stopped the corpse picker last night, but just an ordinary person, what was his result today?

　　 Being abolished by someone's hands, affecting his life?

　　 Is the price of being a good person so heavy?

I defeated the man in the flower shirt and the corpse picker, and then the other party called so many thugs, because I was a practitioner, otherwise, even if I have received special training, I am afraid that so many people will be beaten. Get down!

　　 Once you get down, you can think of the consequences even with your toes!

A group of garbage!

　　The dregs of society!

　　 Qin Yang rushed to the opposite group of thugs, and an extremely strange scene appeared in the entire alley.

　　 In a dark alley that is not spacious, one side is densely packed with fierce thugs holding up various weapons, and the other is a young man with bare hands. Both sides are sprinting forward, and then the two sides slammed together.

　　 Qin Yang was like a bullet shot out of a gun, rushing directly into the crowd.

　　The sticks are flying, the watermelon knife is shining with cold light...

　　 The dull sound made by a stick hitting a person...

　　 The sound of broken bones...

　　The screams of people...

Qin Yang avoided the sticks and watermelon knives that hit the deadliest, and let other sticks hit him, but his people were like fierce beasts coming out of the cage, and powerfully attacked those who were constantly falling around him. Body.

　　 His fists, his feet, his elbows, his knees, and even his head all seem to have become indestructible weapons.

　　 slammed a punch on the chest of the opposite person, clicked, the rib broke...

　　 A sweeping leg swept on the leg of the man behind holding a watermelon knife, and the calf bone broke...

　　 grabbed a man’s clothes and dragged it over, with a fierce head, the man fell down with a blossoming face...

　　 Qin Yang also suffered a lot of sticks, but these sticks didn't seem to have any effect at all when hitting him. His body seemed to be as strong and solid as poured by steel.

　　 Qin Yang was advancing. He was like a fierce bayonet. He entered the black crowd, broke through the black waves and moved forward.

　　 He has never moved forward!

　　 He is unstoppable!

　　 He is like a broken bamboo!

Just like looking down from the sky above a dark alley, you can see a strange scene, a large group of people rushed up, and then was beaten by one person steadily defeated, and people kept falling down, on the road that one person kept moving forward. , Fell one of his opponents.

　　 Those with broken arms, broken legs, broken ribs, **** faces...

　　 The complacency on the face of the man in the flower shirt solidified.

　　 The corpse man's eyes were full of panic.

　　 The confidence and determination on the face of Brother Qiang, the bald man, has completely disappeared, and what is left is unconcealed panic.

　　 Is this person a humanoid tyrannosaurus?

　　 Is he Superman?

　　 He saw with his own eyes that at least four or five iron rods fell on his back, but he still didn't beat him to the ground. On the contrary, those people were dragged over by Qin Yang and knocked down.

The thugs who besieged Qin Yang saw the people around him fall one after another. From the excitement to the suspicion to the fear, after more than a dozen thugs fell, the remaining few retreated one after another, no one dared. Blocked in front of Qin Yang, because everything that stood in front of him had been defeated.

　　 Qin Yang stepped forward and continued to move forward, and as he moved forward, the remaining thugs stepped back one after another, looking horrified.

　　 Brother Qiang took a hard sip of water and looked embarrassed. He finally knew what Qin Yang said just now.

　　 "I hope you will have the same momentum by then!"

　　 Brother Qiang was so regretful that his intestines were blue.

　　 MD, what's the background of this guy, he has practiced, otherwise, how could he fight like this?

　　 What monster did Xiao Qi provoke?

　　 "Brother, wait, let's talk!"

　　 Qin Yang did not stop, and continued to approach, saying coldly, "We haven't finished the fight yet, we will be talking when the fight is over!"

Brother Qiang was about to cry, none of the people who fell under his hand suffered minor injuries, all of them had broken arms, legs, and ribs, or had their noses collapsed with blood on their faces. Although they were not fatal injuries, none of them were fatal. Minor injury!

　　 If this is over, wouldn’t I be like this?

　　 Talk about woolen yarn then?

Brother Qiang couldn't help stepping back, and at the same time he said loudly: "Brother, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. There is still a mountain high. I admit this matter. How can I give it up? You draw it down. !"

"There are mountain high mountain?"

　　 Qin Yang stopped and stared at Brother Qiang coldly: "Why, do you still have a boss? Do you want to give you two minutes to call your boss to move the soldiers?"

　　 The man in the flower shirt on the ground heard Qin Yang's words, and quickly lowered his head, wishing to dig a hole in the ground.

　　 Didn't Qin Yang just give him two minutes to move the rescuer, well, the rescuer came, and then all of them broke their arms and legs, and they all fell down.

　　 The man in the flower shirt is desperate. If something like this happens today, Brother Qiang will definitely not let him go...

Brother Qiang subconsciously glanced at the man in the flower shirt next to him, and looked at the other man with his head bowed down. His heart even tore his heart for a while, MD, you are pushing your boss and me into the fire pit. !

Brother Qiang smiled reluctantly: "Where do I have any boss, I also brought a ticket to the little brother to beg for food, brother, my little brother does not know Taishan, I will accept this matter, you tell me what? All agree."

Qin Yang stared at Brother Qiang coldly: "My principle is that people respect me a foot, and I respect others. If a person commits a crime, I must be a criminal. Sooner or later, I must pay you back. You should know better than me! "

Just when Qin Yang was about to rush up and wait for the last few people, a harsh siren sounded, and quickly stopped by the side of the street outside the alley from far and near, and then a crowd of footsteps sounded, a large group The police quickly rushed into the alley, raised their pistols and pointed them at everyone.

"lay down your weapon!"

　　 "Raise your hands, hold your head, and squat down!"

Qin Yang frowned, stepped back not two steps, and then raised his hands. He didn't want to be accidentally injured as a weaponist, but the Qiang brother and others on the opposite side were not panicked at this moment, but they were all long loose. Take a breath.

　　 This is all right, the police are here!

　　 This kid never dared to do it in front of the police, he picked it up with his little fortune...