Chapter 32 You... What Do You Want to Do?

Six young men holding steel pipes rushed towards Qin Yang, preparing for a quick battle.

They were all accustomed to group fights, and in their eyes, the unarmed Qin Yang was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Just a freshman, how good can he be?

Although they heard Zhao Ping say that this guy is very powerful, they didn't pay much attention to it. These days, no matter how advanced the martial arts are, they are also afraid of kitchen knives. How many can you hit with bare hands?

Usually two or three people are enough for them to deal with, but because of what happened to Zhao Ping, He Biao took a total of eight people with him, except six with steel pipes, and two with watermelon knives , can be said to be fully prepared.

He still doesn't believe it, a freshman is going to turn the world upside down?

Qin Yang's eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to make a move, a beer bottle flew over and directly hit a young man who was rushing up on the head.

"Fuck, bully the few with the more, right?"

The burly Sun Xiaodong didn't hesitate for a moment, roared, smashed out the beer bottle in his hand, picked up the folding stool under his buttocks, and rushed towards the group of people.

He Tianfeng's face was tense, he was not good at fighting, and he was a little apprehensive watching the battle, but he still grabbed the folding stool, took two steps forward, and shouted loudly: "Fourth, call the police!"

At this time, a thug rushed in front of Qin Yang, and the steel pipe in his hand fell on him.

A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, and he stretched out his hand like lightning, and directly grabbed the steel pipe that fell down. The steel pipe hit Qin Yang's palm, and Qin Yang's hand didn't even tremble. The steel pipe fell into Qin Yang's hands immediately.

Qin Yang swung the steel pipe with his backhand, and hit this man's wrist directly.

Click!

The thug's wrist bones made a crisp sound of breaking, and the whole person screamed, and his hands softened all of a sudden, Qin Yang kicked him on the body, and kicked him to the ground.

The second thug rushed over. This guy was obviously a ruthless guy, and the steel pipe hit Qin Yang directly on the head.

Qin Yang casually lifted the steel pipe in his hand, caught the fallen steel pipe, took a step forward, raised his knee, and made a simple and effective knee bump, and immediately the thug fell down with his stomach in his arms.

Qin Yang walked forward step by step, and every time he took a step, one would fall down. In just a few seconds, five thugs fell to the ground, and only the thug who was smashed by Sun Xiaodong on the stool and chased him was left. .

The thug saw that his companions were all knocked down, he didn't dare to fight, and ran back to He Biao with a look of horror.

He Tianfeng put down the stool in his hand and looked at this scene in surprise, isn't this too good at fighting?

He had seen Qin Yang fight, and knew that Qin Yang could fight, but it was only a few seconds, and the other party was still holding the steel pipe, so they all fell down?

Lin Zhu took a few steps back and took out his mobile phone. Before he could dial the number, the war was over. Lin Zhu's expression was tangled. Seeing this, there should be no need to call the police, right?

Qin Yang picked up the steel pipe in his hand, looked at it, and looked up at He Biao: "You even polished the sharp corners, it seems that you are very experienced in beating people."

Veins popped up on He Biao's forehead, and the previous relaxation was gone. He looked at the men who fell to the ground with shock in his eyes.

These subordinates were all capable of fighting and dared to attack, but who knew that the opponent knocked down five of them with his bare hands, and the opponent only took a few seconds and was not injured!

"Boy, you can fight quite well. Do you think you will win if you do this?"

Although He Biao was surprised, he didn't panic, and instead showed a cold smile on his face.

Qin Yang said coldly: "Then what else do you have to do, prepare to do it yourself?"

He Biao waved his hands at the two people beside him, his eyes were ruthless: "Give him some blood!"

Those two people have been standing beside He Biao without any movement. When they heard He Biao's words, they looked at each other, then both reached out their hands from the back, pulled out a watermelon knife, and then turned towards Qin Yang from left to right. near.

The pupils of He Tianfeng and the others shrank suddenly, with uncontrollable fear in their eyes: "Boss, be careful!"

Sun Xiaodong copied the folding stool and stood beside Qin Yang, and said in a deep voice, "Leave the one on the left to me!"

Qin Yang reached out his hand to stop Sun Xiaodong, and said softly, "Third brother, back off and leave it to me!"

Sun Xiaodong also saw Qin Yang's quick and fierce shots just now, knowing that he is very capable of fighting, and hearing his firm tone, he took two steps back, but still clenched the folding stool in his hand, ready to rush up to help at any time.

Qin Yang walked forward with ease: "He Biao, don't you rely on these two guys, isn't it very reliable?"

He Biao looked at Qin Yang's still calm face, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. This guy seems to be more troublesome than he imagined?

He Biao couldn't help but glared at Zhao Ping next to him, MD, who the hell did you offend?

Zhao Ping was stared at by He Biao, and immediately fell silent. He lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything, but his heart became more and more fearful, because he knew that if Qin Yang got rid of those two swordsmen, he would be the next one to deal with him!

The two knife hands looked at each other, then rushed forward at the same time, and the two watermelon knives slashed at Qin Yang left and right.

Everyone's hearts were raised high at this moment, He Tianfeng and others' hearts were raised in their throats, this is a real knife, although it is a watermelon knife, but if it really hits a vital point, it will kill people!

All eyes were focused on Qin Yang, and then they saw Qin Yang take a step forward, then stretch out both hands at the same time, one left and one right grabbed the wrists of the two people holding the knife, and then slammed Twist, and then... there is no more.

Because the two swordsmen have already fallen down!

The two watermelon knives fell to the ground with a bang, and the two hugged their arms tightly, limp on the ground, their eyes full of horror!

They have only seen such fast and precise fighting movements in movies before. They are gorgeous and beautiful, and their power is astonishing, but now they have seen them with their own eyes, but it is a pity that they are the target of being used.

Qin Yang seemed to have done an insignificant thing, glanced at the two swordsmen on the ground, raised his eyes, stared at He Biao, and said indifferently: "Do you have anything else to rely on?"

He Biao's forehead is already sweating, what else can he rely on?

No!

He's just a gangster, can't he still pull out a gun at this time?

He Biao was like this, Zhao Ping's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of despair.

Ruined!

This guy is too cruel!

Seven or eight thugs were beaten to the ground by him alone, and even the two swordsmen who He Biaoyi used as his left arm and right arm had their arms crippled in one blow, and now they are paralyzed like cartilaginous worms. on the ground……

What is the background of this man?

He Biao looked at Qin Yang, and the boundless fear had completely occupied every cell in his body. He swallowed hard, stared at Qin Yang who walked in, and said in a trembling voice: "You... what do you want to do? ?”