Bang dang The roller shutter door was suddenly closed.
The other three younger brothers sensed that the situation was not right, and immediately took out daggers and machetes.
Ah Wu also pulled out the machete, but put the machete on Qin Lang's neck, and shouted at the other three younger brothers: "Put down the knife" While the other three younger brothers were hesitating, a dozen machete-wielding thugs rushed down from the upper floor of the pharmacy and surrounded them.
The situation is very clear.
Qin Lang said to the three younger brothers: "Forget it, there are many of them, so lose the knife." ” When the three junior brothers heard Qin Lang say this, they had no choice but to throw the knife and dagger on the ground.
"Ah Wu, why are you doing this," Qin Lang deliberately pretended to be angry.
"It's very simple, for the money" Ah Wu took it for granted, and then said to the big man standing at the counter, "Brother Manniu, I have already brought it to you." ” Manniu nodded: "Yes, you will mess with me in the future" "Thank you, Brother Manniu, thank you" Ah Wu felt that it would be much safer to have a Manniu cover in the future.
Otherwise, as a traitor, even if you get the money, you won't have a good time in the future.
The wild bull set his eyes on Qin Lang: "Boy, you will solve the arsenic poison" Manniu didn't seem to believe that a student kid could cure arsenic poison.
"Otherwise, you eat a packet of arsenic, and then let me detoxify you."
Although the machete was on his neck, Qin Lang was still calm.
"Courageous" Manniu sneered, "It's a pity that Lao Tzu doesn't have arsenic on hand now, otherwise I'll try it in your mouth" "It's useless for you to intercept me."
Qin Lang said calmly, "If I don't go back, Brother Qiang will also go to the hospital." ” "He can't go to the hospital, we have someone to drag him down" Manniu said coldly, "Seeing that you are still a student, today I will give you a small lesson, let you know the things on the Tao, not a student of you can mix with Awu, let him stretch out his left hand, I will feed Lao Tzu's Tibetan mastiff with his little thumb" "Did you hear that" Ah Wu pressed Qin Lang with a knife, making Qin Lang stretch his left hand to the counter, and then Ah Wu pressed Qin Lang's left hand hard, "Paralyzed, the little thumb sticks out and doesn't let Brother Manniu ask for more than just one finger."
Qin Lang was still very calm, this calmness completely angered the ferocity of the brute, he swung the machete and chopped Qin Lang's little thumb fiercely Han Sanqiang's three younger brothers turned pale with fright, and they could foresee that it would be their turn later "Ahh A scream rang out.
The strange thing is that the scream was not made by Qin Lang, it turned out to be Ah Wu The knife of the wild bull actually cut off the little finger of Ah Wu's left hand Neither Manniu nor Ah Wu expected such a result.
Ah Wu hadn't seen Qin Lang make a move, he didn't know how powerful Qin Lang was, he didn't even figure out how Qin Lang got rid of the suppression, but instead sent Ah Wu's own left little finger to the knife of the brute bull.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, Ah Wu was suddenly cut off a finger, of course, it hurt so much that even the knife in his right hand fell to the ground, and then he quickly gritted his teeth and held down the wound to stop the bleeding.
"Grass" The brute bull roared angrily, and the machete slashed towards Qin Lang's right shoulder.
Manniu is also a senior gangster, and he knows that the bottom line of being a gangster is not to kill people, so he is still very cautious about the part of the knife.
But Qin Lang was calm, his body slid back slightly, and he easily avoided the knife of the wild bull and came to the center of the pharmacy.
The bull rolled over the counter and gave chase.
He knew that if he let this kid slip away, he would not let him go.
Qin Lang faced a total of eighteen people including Manniu with his bare hands, but he was not afraid.
Because in Qin Lang's eyes, these people are just gangsters, not real martial artists, even if they have a knife in their hands, it is in vain.
Qin Lang stood next to the column head in the center of the pharmacy, posing as a dragon pile, which suddenly gave people a feeling of taking root, standing up to the sky, and being unshakable.
This kind of feeling and bearing can only be seen from a true martial artist.
Manniu also felt the change in the momentum on Qin Lang's body, but he didn't believe that Qin Lang, a middle school student, could block the attack of eighteen machetes with his bare hands, it was absolutely impossible But at this moment, Qin Lang hooked his palm at Manniu and made a provocative move.
"I Grass" The brute bull shouted loudly and slashed with his knife first.
At the same time, the little brothers of the wild bull also surrounded Qin Lang from all directions.
"Drink" Qin Lang exhaled loudly, and suddenly slammed his fist on the cylinder next to him.
Although this column head is painted with a layer of wood grain on the outside, it is actually made of reinforced concrete, but Qin Lang punched it over, but he was stunned to make a dent in the column head, and several clear cracks were shocked Manniu and his little brothers were immediately stunned One punch cracked the cement stigma, and this guy's strength is amazing "Pong" At the moment when the brute bull was shocked, Qin Lang stepped forward and took a step, this step was amazing, the power was amazing, and he actually cracked the floor tiles under his feet, and then Qin Lang's other foot flew up and hit the brute bull's abdomen.
The brute cow only felt a huge pain in his abdomen, and the whole person flew up, and then slammed into the medicine cabinet, and even the wooden medicine cabinet behind him was cracked.
"Ouch, cut me to death" The brute bull's bones were like falling apart, but his ferocity was also completely aroused.
The rest of the junior brothers hurriedly swung their knives and slashed at Qin Lang.
"I rub the damn old poison" There is a reason why Qin Lang scolded the old poison at this time, because the old poison had not taught Qin Lang a move and a half at all, and most of the time he let Qin Lang learn the poison gong and the poison scripture, and only taught Qin Lang Fulong in terms of martial arts.
Of course, the Fulong pile is a good thing, it can easily twist the power of a person's body into a single force, and when you do it, you can condense the strength of the whole body to a point to achieve the effect of hitting the maximum power with the least force.
An ordinary person can exert at most two or three percent of the strength of his whole body with one punch, but a true martial artist who has experienced refining piling can exert seventy or eighty percent or even ten percent, which is why Qin Lang can kick the brute bull away with one kick.
But the point is that so far, Qin Lang has not learned any moves, so he can only use the simplest and most primitive punches and kicks to deal with these gangsters and the machetes in their hands.
Qin Lang is not invulnerable, and King Kong is not bad, so he can only dodge next.
Fortunately, there are a lot of medicine cabinets in this medicine shop, which gives Qin Lang room to dodge, and he is athletic, light and calm, and he fights and retreats, and he is not at a disadvantage for a while, but those gangsters accidentally hit Qin Lang's punch, and immediately feel pain into the bone marrow.
However, at this time, the wild bull had gradually recovered, and at this time, the wild bull stared at Qin Lang, his eyes were about to erupt into flames, but he did not immediately make a move to Qin Lang, but whistled and shouted: "Black Tiger" Oh At this moment, a black Tibetan mastiff jumped out of nowhere, jumped more than a meter high, and pounced directly on Qin Lang's chest.
This Tibetan mastiff was extremely ferocious, if it was bitten, Qin Lang would inevitably be injured, not to mention that there were more than a dozen machetes beckoning to him.
The bull laughed fiercely, and said in his heart that no matter how fast your kid runs, he will always be faster than the mastiff raised by Lao Tzu Qin Lang also felt that he was in big trouble, if he lost to a beast today, wouldn't it be a big joke "Can you only use poison" An evil thought flashed in Qin Lang's heart, as the heir of the old poison, of course Qin Lang had a super violent poison on his body, as long as he stuck to it, he would die immediately But in this way, there will inevitably be endless troubles and troubles, and even the old poison will be implicated Seeing that the mastiff's claws were about to be on Qin Lang's body, his mind suddenly flashed the scene of the blood mantis fighting the big snake this morning, feeling that the two "claws" of the blood mantis seemed to contain profound martial arts moves, Qin Lang realized in his heart, and naturally turned his palm into a knife, and the knife in his right hand accurately slashed at the mastiff's nose.
Ka The sound of bones shattering sounded, and the mastiff's nose bone was actually cut off by Qin Lang with a hand knife The nose bone was shattered, and the mastiff's mouth naturally couldn't open, and Qin Lang took the opportunity to fall to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
With one successful move, Qin Lang's confidence increased greatly, and the palm knife swung out again, slashing the wrist of a thug. syllable The thug's wrist joint fell off, he screamed in pain, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
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Bang bang Qin Lang struck one after another, and the palm knives in both hands were as fast, precise and accurate as a praying mantis predator The sound of screams and machetes falling to the ground was incessant.
Han Sanqiang's three younger brothers were completely dumbfounded, and at this time they finally understood why Han Sanqiang respectfully called Qin Lang "brother", because this is his kung fu and awesome: