"Flutter!" Li Qing's voice fell, and the first person to react was not the long-haired man himself, but An Qing, who saw her holding her red lips with one hand, and holding back a smile, but her slightly trembling shoulders had betrayed her.

"Brothers, him!" The long-haired man originally wanted to be a little more suave in front of An Qing, maybe he could still seduce An Qing, in his opinion, he was not worse than Li Qing, but Li Qing's words had completely broken his idea, and even made him have a deep sense of inferiority.

Right now, the anger that has accumulated in the psychology can only be solved by teaching Li Qing a good lesson.

After the long-haired man finished speaking, he immediately hesitated and floated towards Li Qing like a gust of wind, followed by the yellow-haired young man and the red-haired young man.

As for Huang Fatzi, because he had suffered a loss at Li Qing's hands, he was the last to make a move, and he also ran behind the three of them, and a pair of thieves' small eyes were wide open, wanting to see if the three of them could solve Li Qing.

"Help me pull out the needle!" Looking at the four people who rushed to him from the door of the ward, Li Qing said very indifferently to An Qing who was leaning against the corner.

If it is four people who come alone, he can solve it without using his hands, but it is a little difficult for four people to go together, as the old saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that he can't use both hands?

"Huh?" An Qing was stunned for a moment, only then did he understand what Li Qing meant, hurriedly walked to the bedside, hurriedly tore off the medical tape attached to Li Qing's left hand, and quickly pulled out the infusion needle.

"Stay away!" Before An Qing had even reattached the medical tape with the cotton balls, he heard Li Qing hurriedly shout.

Frightened, An Qing didn't dare to raise her head, and hurriedly retreated, and when she raised her head, she saw her long black hair flying up in a mess.

The man with the long hair who rushed to the first place saw that An Qing was still pulling out the infusion needle for Li Qing, and he felt that his punch would definitely hit his disgusting smile.

However, just when the long-haired man thought that his fist was about to touch Li Qing's face, he suddenly felt a gust of wind from his left cheek, followed by a sharp pain, and the whole person tilted to the left and flew out.

Because he had just pulled out the needle, and his left hand had not moved for a long time, Li Qing did not use all his strength for this punch, but Rao was like this, the thin body of the long-haired man flew out directly, and he flew farther than Song Fatman, and directly hit the wall and lay on the ground.

The sudden scene made the yellow-haired man and the red-haired man stunned, and both of them stopped in front of the hospital bed with their fists waved, not daring to take half a step forward.

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

As for Song Fatzi, when he saw the miserable appearance of his companion, his heart tightened, and sure enough, the four of them might not be able to beat him together, and in an instant, the urge to escape was born in his heart.

"Come on, let's go together!" Li Qing, who can move freely with his left hand, suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, although his right hand is wrapped in a bandage, and it is inconvenient to move, but it is enough to deal with these people.

People are often like this, before they start, they feel that they are very powerful, not worse than others, but when they really show their strength, they will have the idea that he is better than me in their hearts.

At this time, the strong man often shows a high posture and uses momentum to suppress the other party, so when he has it, he may not be afraid of the other party, but use the momentum to suppress the other party, so that he will be timid from the heart.

"Don't get on, don't get on the two of you!" In the face of Li Qing's provocation, the yellow-haired man and the red-haired man were eager to try to be on it after the initial shock, but the fat yellow man behind the two said comfortingly.

"Brother Song, if you don't teach this guy a lesson today, you won't be able to relieve this breath in your heart!" the red-haired man said angrily.

"We are not his opponents, let's withdraw first, look back and think of a way, look at his appearance, he will not be discharged from the hospital today!" Song Fatzi analyzed the situation in the field very rationally, and said calmly.

"No, I have to teach him a lesson in whatever I say today!" The red-haired man and the long-haired man are the most iron, and when they see their companions being beaten, they will do the same for anyone.

After the red-haired man finished speaking, he took out a spring dagger from the pocket of his torn jeans, pressed his thumb, and the blade of the finger length bounced out, flashing with cold light.

Seeing this, the yellow-haired man also took out a butterfly dagger from his jeans, and as if he was doing acrobatics, the butterfly dagger revealed half of the blade.

"You're not old, and you're still playing with knives?" Li Qing looked at the two people who were holding axes in front of him, without any nervousness, and said with a smile, his dark eyes glanced around the ward, as if he was looking for something.

Soon, Li Qing found something that could be used as a weapon, a soup spoon, which was the stainless steel soup spoon that Lin Qiuqiu used when he fed himself tofu brain in the morning.

Reaching out and holding the spoon in his hand, he got out of the hospital bed, stepped on the ground barefoot, and faced the yellow-haired man and the red-haired man, with a playful smile on his face.

An Qing was speechless for a while, the other party had moved the knife, Li Qing was still holding a soup spoon, how confident was he in his own strength?

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

"Look for death!" A small soup spoon looked at himself with a smile, such humiliation was absolutely unbearable for the red-haired man.

Immediately brandished the spring dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards Li Qing's lower abdomen, and at the same time, the yellow-haired man also moved, and the butterfly dagger in his hand blocked Li Qing's retreat, and also aimed at his lower abdomen.

If he dodge, he can't dodge the butterfly dagger in his hand, if he doesn't have much, then he will be hit by the spring dagger, in short, to hide or not, he will die today.

It's just that the idea is good, but the reality often doesn't develop according to the idea, I saw that Li Qing didn't retreat, didn't dodge, but rushed straight to the two with a soup spoon.

In a flash, the soup spoon in Li Qing's left hand quickly came to the top of the red-haired man's arm, and smashed it down, and the sharp handle of the soup spoon directly smashed into the wrist joint of the red-haired man.

"When!" the crisp sound of the crisp metal object falling to the ground sounded, and in the next second, Li Qing kicked the face of the red-haired man who was about to squat down because of the severe pain in his wrist.

The standard 42 feet, not even wearing shoes, were directly printed on the red-haired man's face, and even the smell of Li Qing's feet that did not wash his feet because he was in a coma last night could be smelled.

What is the feeling of staring at the face, people who have not tried it absolutely don't know, the kind of neck shook back, the whole person's eyes were dark, and a sense of dizziness immediately filled his mind, making the red-haired man's feet soft, and he lay directly on the ground.

The lightning attack did not stop, and the butterfly dagger in the hand of the yellow-haired man, because of the different expected results, directly stabbed and passed by the side of Li Qing's body.

It was during this gap that Li Qing draped a knife in his left hand on the wrist of the yellow-haired man.

"Kacha!" the sound of bones shattering, followed by a scream.

But this is not over, the soup spoon in Li Qing's hand looked at the yellow-haired man's chest, and stabbed it fiercely with the sharp handle of the spoon.

"Ah~~!" The terrible scream became louder, and the yellow-haired man knelt on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, his face was already red because he couldn't breathe, and he kept breathing heavily.

Solved the three people like a flint, and only the yellow fat man was left in front of him, Li Qing put the soup spoon in his hand in his mouth, and even had the aftertaste of the tofu brain he ate in the morning in his mouth, and walked towards the yellow fat man with a smile.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" The fat man waved his hand again and again as he retreated, signaling Li Qing not to approach.

"Big brother, I was wrong, please let me go!" The fat man Huang had no way to retreat, leaning against the corner, remembering the pain that Li Qing had just kicked him, and his fat face had turned the color of pig liver.

Seeing Huang Fatzi's cowardly appearance, Li Qing was not interested in teaching him a lesson, what did he say? The other party is a waste, why are you still beating him? This is not bullying?

However, Li Qing just likes to bully people, and bullying you is just to let you learn a lesson.

"Bang!" The crisp two slaps sounded, and Li Qing said to the fat man: "These two slaps are for you to squirt feces and harass my woman today, now immediately take your group of waste friends and get out of here!!"

"Yes, yes!" The fat man felt the hot pain on both sides of his cheeks, nodded and said, at the same time he felt aggrieved, angry, unwilling, and all kinds of negative emotions poured out in one go.

Even his own father had never beaten him, how could he have thought that now he was beaten by an outsider? Or in front of his friends, two crisp slaps.

This kind of insult and feeling made the fat man Huang already have tears in his eyes, but he just endured it and didn't cry.

Soon, with the support of the fat man Huang, the three people carried an unconscious guy and staggered out of the ward, but the fat man who walked at the end turned his head to look at Li Qing resentfully at the moment he left the ward.

For the resentful eyes of the fat man, Li Qing felt that it didn't matter, the strength of four people, even if there were forty more, it would be fine, it was completely a guy who couldn't help fighting, had no strength, and only knew how to be able to do it in women.

"An Qing, An Da Beauty, aren't you angry?"