The black-haired young man immediately hesitated and floated towards Qin Tian like a gust of wind, followed by a young man with lip studs and a young man with tattoos.

As for Liu Fatzi, because he had suffered a loss at Qin Tian's hands, he was the last to make a move, and he was also the last.

A pair of thieves' small eyes opened wide, wanting to see if the three of them could solve Qin Tian.

Looking at the four people who rushed over from the door of the ward, Qin Tian calmly said to Su Mei, who was standing not far away, "Come and help me pull out the needle!"

If it was four people who came alone, he asked himself that he could solve it without using his hands.

But it's a bit difficult for four people to go together, as the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and it's hard for a man to beat two women, not to mention that he can't use both hands?

"Huh?"

Su Mei was stunned for a moment before she understood what Qin Tian meant, walked quickly to the bedside, hurriedly tore off the medical tape attached to Qin Tian's left hand, and quickly pulled out the infusion needle.

Even before Su Mei had reattached the medical tape with the cotton ball, she heard Qin Tian hurriedly shouting, "Stay away!"

Su Mei was so frightened that she didn't dare to raise her head, and hurriedly took two steps back, and the moment she raised her head, she saw the long hair of the long-haired black young man in front of her flying up.

The first person who rushed to the first place was the black-haired young man, and when he saw Su Mei pulling out the infusion needle for Qin Tian, he felt that this punch would definitely hit his disgusting smile.

However, just when the black-haired young man thought that his fist was about to touch Qin Tian's face, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from his left cheek.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his face, the whole person flew out diagonally.

Because he had just pulled out the needle, and his left hand had not moved for a long time, Qin Tian did not use all his strength in this punch in a hurry.

But Rao is like this, the slightly lighter weight of the black-haired young man still made him fly out, and he flew farther and higher than Liu Fatzi.

Finally, he slammed into the wall and fell to the ground.

The sudden scene stunned the young man with lip nails and the young man with the tattoo, and both of them stopped in front of the hospital bed with their fists, not daring to take half a step forward.

The two of them turned their heads to look at the black-haired young man lying on the ground in unison, swallowed their saliva, and involuntarily took a step back.

When Liu Fatzi saw the tragic experience of his companions, his heart tightened.

Sure enough, the four of them together may not be able to beat him.

In an instant, the urge to run away was born in my heart.

"Come on!"

"Don't waste time!"

"You're all together!"

Qin Tian, who could move freely with his left hand, suddenly felt much more relaxed, although it was inconvenient to move with his right hand wrapped in a bandage, it was enough to deal with these people.

People are often like this, before the fight, they all think he is very powerful, and others don't want to, and he is arrogant that Lao Tzu is the best in the world.

But after really showing his strength, he will have the idea that he is better than me in his heart.

At this time, the strong man often shows a high posture and suppresses the opponent with momentum, so when he has it, he may not be afraid of the opponent, but the momentum to suppress the opponent will make him feel cowardly.

In the face of Qin Tian's provocation, the young man with lip nails and the young man with tattoos were eager to try to be on it after the initial shock, but Liu Fatzi, who was behind the two, said comfortingly: "You two don't go on!"

The tattooed young man was very angry: "Brother Liu, if you don't teach this guy today, you can't relieve this breath in your heart!"

Liu Fatzi analyzed the situation in the field very rationally, and said calmly: "We are not his opponents, let's withdraw first, and we are thinking of a way to turn around!"

"No, I have to teach him a lesson if I say anything today!"

The relationship between the tattooed young man and the black-haired young man is the most iron, and when he sees his companion being beaten, he will not give up on anyone.

After the tattooed young man finished speaking, he took out a dagger from the pocket of his ripped jeans, pressed his thumb, and the blade of the finger length bounced out, flashing with cold light.

The young man with lip nails also took out a dagger from his jeans, and with a twist of the knife in his hand, the dagger revealed half of its blade.

"You're not old, and you're still playing with knives?"

Qin Tian looked at the two people who were getting the axe, and finally had a trace of nervousness, and his dark eyes glanced around the ward, as if he was looking for a weapon to take advantage of.

Qin Tian quickly discovered something that could be used as a weapon, a soup spoon.

It was the stainless steel soup spoon that Bai Shishi used when he fed him wontons in the morning.

Stretched out his hand and took the soup spoon in his hand and got off the hospital bed, stepping on the ground with bare feet, facing the young man with tattoos and young people with lip nails, a relaxed portrayal.

Su Mei was speechless for a while, the other party had moved the knife, Qin Tian was actually holding a soup spoon, how confident was he in his own strength?

Besides, no matter how strong the strength is, the sword has no eyes, and if you are accidentally injured, what can you do...

But in Qin Tian's opinion, breaking the game with one force, in the face of absolute strength, these are all small tricks.

Fighting with a small soup spoon, such humiliation is absolutely unbearable for the tattooed young man: "You are sincerely looking for death, no wonder others!"

When the words fell, he waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards Qin Tian's lower abdomen.

At the same time, the dagger in the hand of the young man with lip nails blocked Qin Tian's retreat, and at the same time aimed at his lower abdomen.

If he dodges the dagger, he can't dodge the dagger.

If he doesn't dodge, then he will be hit by daggers and daggers.

In short, whether to hide or not, Qin Tian will not be able to escape...

Ideas are good, but reality often doesn't follow them.

Qin Tian didn't retreat or dodge, but rushed straight towards the two of them with a soup spoon.

In a flash, the soup spoon in Qin Tian's left hand quickly came to the top of the tattooed young man's arm, and smashed it downward, and the sharp handle of the soup spoon smashed directly into the wrist joint of the tattooed young man.

"Dangchang!"

The crisp sound of a metal object falling to the ground rang out.

In the next second, Qin Tian kicked the face of the tattooed young man who was about to squat down because of the severe pain in his wrist.

The standard 42 feet, not even wearing shoes, covered the stinky feet all night directly on the face of the tattooed young man.

Even Qin Tian's feet could smell the smell of his feet because he was in a coma last night.

What it's like to stare at your face with a kick on your face, people who haven't tried it absolutely don't know.

The kind of neck slammed back, his eyes went black, and a feeling of dizziness immediately filled his mind, making the tattooed young man lie on the ground with a soft foot.

The lightning attack did not stop, and the dagger in the hand of the young man with lip nails actually passed by the side of Qin Tian's body because it was different from the expected result.

It was precisely taking advantage of this gap that Qin Tian threw the soup spoon in the air with his left hand, and a hand knife slashed at the wrist of the young man with lip nails.

"Click!"

"Ahh

The sound of bones shattering echoed through the hospital room with the screams of the young man with his lips nailed.