Qin Lang's eyes narrowed.

He still underestimated these people.

This gang deliberately chose to do it in the abandoned dock, and Scarface even brought a pistol with him, which should have taken a certain amount of precautions against himself in advance, and he was ready to think it was foolproof.

"Don't point a gun at me. Qin Lang said coldly, he hated the black hole hole pointed at him.

Others may be scared or nervous when they face the muzzle, but he just hates it.

"Otherwise?" probably thinking that with a gun in hand, he was already invincible, Daohu mocked.

Qin Lang didn't joke with Daohu: "Otherwise, I will use your gun to smash your mouth!"

Hahaha! There was a shrill laugh all around.

Daohu laughed louder than anyone else, and he said in a mocking tone: "I'm so scared!"

After speaking, Dao Hu put down the pistol, blew his mouth on the muzzle, and threw Qin Lang a disdainful look: "You fool, the gun is in my hand, you want to use it to smash my mouth, are you dreaming?"

The subordinates laughed exaggeratedly, not taking Qin Lang seriously at all.

They all know the power of the gun, Brother Tiger has a pistol in his hand, no matter how awesome Qin Lang is, in front of this lethal and terrifying weapon, he can only kneel.

Qin Lang also smiled, but he didn't take this group of people seriously.

Qin Lang said with a straight face: "I'm not dreaming, but from now on, you should really worry about your mouth." ”

"Yo, I'm pretty loud. ”

Dao Hu thought that he was in control, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, he took the pistol and gestured at Qin Lang a few times, and said.

Qin Lang didn't speak, his expression was solemn, and he looked at the people around him and laughed.

"Take it. Dao Hu felt that before forcing Qin Lang to kneel with a gun, he could let Qin Lang see something first.

One of his men lifted a white plastic pot from the car, and judging from the way the man carried it, the contents of the pot were quite heavy.

"See, right?" Dao Hu pointed to the pot and said to Qin Lang.

"There are ten kilograms of urine here, we are more than 20 people, mixed with it, it should taste good, I will ask you to taste it later." Dao Hu continued.

Qin Lang's face sank. This method is really insidious and vicious, and they can figure it out.

However, Qin Lang's face quickly relaxed. Governing others in the way of others has always been his forte.

"Brother Tiger, wouldn't it be particularly interesting for you to say that this kid is drinking urine with a rumbling rumbling?" said one of Daohu's subordinates with a wicked taste.

Caused a shrill laugh from others.

Daohu smiled vigorously, patted his little brother's shoulder, and smiled at Qin Lang again: "You will definitely be very happy to drink urine, haha, you still drink twenty catties of urine!"

The laughter around was louder.

A person was forcibly poured twenty pounds of urine, and the thought of it hit their laughter.

To Daohu's surprise, Qin Lang actually laughed as well.

"What are you laughing at?" Dao Hu was a little upset. Originally, he thought that when Qin Lang heard this unfortunate news, his face would be as ugly as constipation.

"I was thinking that the scene of 21 of you drinking urine together must be very joyful. Qin Lang said lightly.

"Damn, paralyzed, I'll kill you later!" The man who was patted on the shoulder by the sword tiger immediately roared fiercely.

"Hmph, Qin Lang, you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, you are still so crazy when you die. Daohu sneered, "Do you know what your fate is today?"

Qin Lang responded indifferently: "In addition to these twenty catties of urine, there should be others, right?"

"Clever!" Dao Hu's face was full of schadenfreude: "Before we pee on you, we will break your limbs first, which means that after today, you will be crippled." ”

"Well, that's a vicious plan. Qin Lang was discerning, but it seemed that when he said it, it was as if this plan was not aimed at himself.

In his heart, Qin Lang was already very angry, and he made up his mind to use thunderous means today to crush this group of scum!

At the same time, the person who wants to cut off his limbs will not be spared.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you kneel down immediately and hold your head in your hands!" The sword tiger re-aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Qin Lang.

The safety bolt of the pistol had been opened, and Dao Hu forced: "I know that you should be good, but you must not be able to withstand the impact of the pistol bullet." If you don't want to have an extra blood hole in your body, just do what Lao Tzu said!"

Qin Lang didn't finish speaking, he clasped his hands behind his head and squatted down slowly.

Seeing Qin Lang so obedient, the people around him laughed wildly.

"Haha, I thought this Qin Lang had three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect to see a real gun, and I was still cowardly. ”

"No matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, let alone pistols? Brother Tiger shouted that he would squat, and he would have to squat!"

"It's a shame that he was still pretending to be forced just now, and now he is not a coward?"

"It's boring, it's really overkill for so many of us to deal with a coward. ”

Dao Hu watched Qin Lang slowly squat down, and an arrogant smile appeared on his face, and he instructed his subordinates: "Ding Shun, Mao Dan, Tie Tuo, you guys have arrested Qin Lang, let's start doing things." ”

The few people who were called began to surround Qin Lang.

And the two people next to Daohu kept waving the iron rod in their hands, apparently waiting for Qin Lang to be controlled, and then according to Brother Hu's explanation, they abolished Qin Lang's hands and feet.

"Qin Lang, don't try to resist, otherwise, I promise to torture you even harder. Dao Hu threatened.

As an old Jianghu who has been on the road for a long time, Daohu is a little worried that Qin Lang will suddenly attack and take one of his subordinates hostage, so he specially warned Qin Lang.

In his opinion, even if Qin Lang took one person hostage, there were still twenty people on his side, and just twenty people could crush Qin Lang to death, so one qiē-shaped shì was still under his control.

Ding Shun and the others took steel rods and iron rods and walked to a place less than three meters away from Qin Lang. They were not afraid that Qin Lang would resist at all, in their eyes, Qin Lang was a fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

"Mu San, bring the camera over and record the footage that broke Qin Lang's limbs later. Dao Hu was already imagining the picture of Qin Lang having his limbs broken and only crawling on the ground.

"Boy, you deserve your bad luck today. The pistol was pointed at Qin Lang, and Dao Hu thought that even if Qin Lang was an immortal, he would have no way to fight back.

Ding Shun was the first to walk in front of Qin Lang, waved the iron rod in his hand, and looked at Qin Lang condescendingly: "Tama squats honestly, if you have a little movement, Lao Tzu will knock you to death with a stick!"

But as soon as Ding Shun's words fell, he suddenly noticed that his feet were off the ground, and his whole body was vacated!

Looking down, Ding Shun was horrified to find that Qin Lang was holding his waist and shoulders and lifting him up, and then, he felt the sound of whirring wind in his ears!

Ding Shun was so frightened that he let out a loud scream, but it had no effect, his body was like a cannonball, and he smashed directly towards the sword tiger.

Bang, bang!

Two dull voices sounded behind Qin Lang. The other two took an iron rod and knocked it on Qin Lang's back.

But they thought that such a slam would be enough to knock Qin Lang out, but they were horrified to find that Qin Lang had disappeared from in front of them, and the person had already reached three meters away, and the vigorous running appearance was like two slaps on the body like tickling!

In the clearing, there was chaos.

The sight of the sword tiger was all blocked by Ding Shun who flew towards him, of course he didn't dare to shoot at his subordinates, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and moved to the side while retreating, so that he could not only avoid Ding Shun hitting him, but also find Qin Lang's traces.

But Daohu's abacus played well, but it was useless.

Because what Qin Lang did was a "wind step"!

Qin Lang rushed towards the sword tiger from the side, like a gust of wind, and before the sword tiger could react, Qin Lang threw the sword tiger to the ground at once, and his right hand stuck the hand of the sword tiger holding the gun like a plier, and easily snatched the pistol over.

Bang!

Qin Lang kicked the sword tiger who wanted to get up, and then stepped on the sword tiger's head directly with his leather shoes, raised the pistol, and shouted loudly: "Whoever doesn't want to die, can rush at me." ”

No one dared to rush.

Although the twentieth person surrounded Qin Lang from all directions, everyone understood that whoever rushed forward, no matter how fast he was, could not be faster than the speed of the bullet.

The sword tiger on the ground was terrified, he witnessed Qin Lang's perverted incredible speed, as well as his violent and terrifying hand-to-hand combat skills, and he was full of fear for Qin Lang.

It wasn't until now that he realized that the reason why Qin Lang had been unfazed before was that he didn't take them and a gun in his eyes at all!

"Throw all the sticks and sticks in the middle of the clearing, hurry up!" Seeing the deterrent power of the pistol, which completely suppressed the twenty people, Qin Lang ordered again.

With a pistol that could scare these people, he didn't have to beat them up one by one.

Bang, clang.

Reluctant to do so, the twentieth had to throw iron rods, steel rods and other things in the middle of the clearing.

"Lined up in two rows, hold my head in my hands, squat!" Qin Lang stepped on the head of the sword tiger and did not move, only moved the pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole kept moving over the twenty people, frightening these people.

At this moment, none of them dared to take the opportunity to escape. Brother Tiger's 20-capacity German-made pistol is very powerful, and when the muzzle of the black hole is aimed at him, their legs are weak, and they don't have the courage to escape at all.

Soon, twenty people, ten people in a row, divided into two rows, like labor prisoners, all squatted on the ground with their heads in order.

Qin Lang first beat the sword tiger to the ground and couldn't get up, then took the pistol, picked up the thickest iron rod, and came to the twenty people.

With a pistol in hand, Qin Lang knocked all these people to the ground with an iron rod like a wolf entering a flock, and returned to drag the sword tiger into the group.

Now, twenty-one people are under his control.

Qin Lang chose the guy who was the least injured, asked this person to find a rope in the car, and tied the other twenty people together, and then Qin Lang went up and tied this person together.

Looking at the group of people who looked like extra-large rice dumplings, Qin Lang directly threw the white plastic pot in front of them.

"You guys assign it yourself, I won't see the bottom of the urine in this pot in two minutes, you will know that it is terrible! Also, the urine is not allowed to leak a drop, otherwise, it will also be a sin!"

Qin Lang said coldly, and suddenly pulled the trigger towards the sword tiger.

After a "bang" gunshot, Daohu looked at the bloody hole in his left thigh and let out a scream like killing a pig.

Seeing that Qin Lang really dared to shoot, the loud gunfire was like a talisman from Lord Yama, instantly making the rest of the twenty people tremble.

"It's been ten seconds. Qin Lang reminded.

These scumbags, if they want to make themselves drink urine, let them drink enough.

"Drink, drink!" said the Tiger frantically at the man closest to the plastic pot. He was really worried that he wouldn't be able to drink up twenty catties of urine in two minutes, and Qin Lang would shoot him in the other leg again.

For Qin Lang, he can only be described as a "madman" and "violent maniac". He knew that Qin Lang was ten times more powerful than he imagined, and he would not agree to Dongfang Changxiong to take such a job.

Twenty-one people, twenty pounds of urine, on average, basically one person has to drink one pound, smelling the pungent smell of urine, the first person began to pour urine down his throat.

They pulled the urine, and now they have to pour it into their bodies from their mouths, and they feel disgusting just thinking about it, but now they can only cry and desperately pour it into their mouths.

After three minutes, the white plastic jug finally emptied.

Twenty-one people, including Daohu, were all vomiting and diarrhea.

"One minute over the standard time. ”

"I'm sorry, you guys, didn't fulfill my request. ”

Qin Lang said coldly.

Twenty-one people, their faces have changed!

Because they understand that what awaits them must be other punishments than drinking urine!