Chapter 15 The Golden Bell Jar, the Iron Cloth Shirt

When Cheng Yaru came back to her senses, she found that Qin Shou, who had been standing in front of the bookshelf and reading, had disappeared. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This guy doesn't even know when he has slipped away!

"This big bastard!" Cheng Yaru stomped her feet and immediately chased out!

Before he knew it, he had been in the library for a whole day, and after leaving the library, Qin Shou planned to return to the Dream Lake Community, and tomorrow he would participate in the Big Stomach King Contest in the food court, for such a competition, he could be described as full of confidence!

Just as he left the school and walked into an alley, he immediately noticed that something was wrong!

This is an alley without street lights, under the vast moonlight, the deep alley is quiet, almost when Qin Shou walked to the middle of the alley, ten meters in front of him, I don't know from what corner two people appeared, with a cigarette in the corner of their mouth, and a silver luminous object more than two feet long in their hands, it should be a water pipe, Qin Shou stopped, looked back, sure enough, there were already seven or eight people blocking his way, and there were more and more people.

There were about 20 people in this group, all of them were armed with controlled knives, all of them were five big and three thick, and their faces were hideous, and it seemed that they were not good. And it was premeditated, knowing that this alley was the only way for him to go back. All of them have been ambushing themselves here for a long time!

After a little thought, he almost guessed who these people were looking for!

The only person who offended during this time was Li Yefan, who beat him up in Juxian Tower last time, and made him lose face, if this kid didn't retaliate, it would be really strange!

However, this point of people is really not enough to see.

"You kid is Qin Shou?" A bald man with a gold necklace stood up and looked at him with contempt.

"Yes, it's me, you have something to do with me?" Qin Shou glanced at his bald head indifferently and said calmly.

"Brother Biao, it's this kid, Li Shao was beaten by this kid yesterday!" A guy with a gauze over his face confirmed.

Qin Shou fixed his eyes and looked at it, sure enough, this guy is not Li Yefan's dog leg Yang Zhi!

And Brother Biao in front of him is the number one fierce general under Li Yefan's cousin Li Qing, mourning Biao!

Without too much nonsense, Brother Biao kicked directly at Qin Shou's crotch, this move was quite chic, but the result was unexpected.

Qin Shou came first, and kicked Brother Biao's crotch first, this kick was obviously much faster than Brother Biao, and Brother Biao was kicked out directly.

"Ahh

A miserable scream came, and Brother Biao covered his crotch and kept wailing.

Everyone couldn't believe that in the face of so many people, Qin Shou actually dared to strike first!

"What are you doing in a daze, hack him to death!" Brother Biao roared.

Seeing that Qin Shou still dared to fight back, these hooligans did not hesitate, nor were they polite, shouting and dancing the water pipes in their hands one by one, and many people even picked up the mountain knife and rushed towards Qin Shou fiercely.

"Stone Skin!" Qin Shou's fingers quickly moved a trick.

It's a must to keep a low profile, but it's necessary to pretend to be a force. He felt that he had to make his opponent feel awe and worship of himself from the bottom of his bones.

In order to create as much pressure as possible for the drop.

In order to highlight your strength as much as possible.

Qin Shou's next performance, unspeakable pretend, indescribable style.

I saw those hooligans rushing over with knives and sticks, Qin Shou did not retreat, nor did he move forward, the corners of his mouth hooked up a contemptuous smile, he just put his hand into his trouser pocket, felt out a cigarette, and lit it calmly, while the blade and steel pipe smashed on him one after another, he just took a light puff of the cigarette.! ~!

"Dingding!"

"Dangdang!"

After a series of metal crashes, the hooligan with the steel pipe was almost shocked and cracked, and the hooligan with the knife looked at the shocking gap on the mountain knife in his hand one by one. After coming back to their senses, these rascals were completely shocked! Their people, their hearts, and their souls, along with the little brother-brother in their trouser pockets, trembled uncontrollably.

Deathly silence.

Qin Shou put the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and looked up at the sky as if he was looking at the scenery, as if the bright starry sky was his yearning.

The atmosphere was suffocating, and suddenly, Fu Biao pushed away the crowd and strode forward with a mountain knife in hand. Qin Shou turned his head at the right time and looked at him with eyes that looked at the world.

"Your mother, pretending to be a ghost!"

Fu Biao raised the mountain knife in his hand violently, and fiercely slammed it down on Xiong Tao's shoulder.

"Ding!" Unexpectedly, sparks splashed everywhere・・・・・・ the mountain opener was broken into two.

"This ・・・・・・ this is a martial arts mastery, a golden bell jar, and an iron cloth shirt?"

A crisp sound is pleasant in the quiet alley. There was a trace of panic on Fu Biao's face, he really didn't expect that the young man in front of him turned out to be a legendary Heng Refining Grandmaster. Only the legendary Heng Lian Grandmaster can practice such external skills to the supreme realm of invulnerability and invulnerability!

Such a person is not inferior to the legendary Heavenly Rank master!

Finally, someone threw away the murder weapon in his hand and fell to the ground tremblingly.

"The predecessors of the ・・・・・・, the villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, you ・・・・・・ you ・・・・・・!" Cold sweat kept breaking out on Fu Biao's forehead, and he couldn't say anything nervous!

"Tell me, who sent you?" Qin Shou stood with his hands in his hands and asked calmly.

"Yes・・・・・・ it's Brother Qing! Brother Qing's name is Li Qing, and he is the boss of the underground world of Huacheng, because you beat Brother Qing's cousin Li Yefan not long ago, so Brother Qing sent us over, saying that it was ・・・・・・ said that you were abolished! Mourning Biao said tremblingly.

"Then you go back and tell Li Qing and ask him to send me 10 million within three days, and forget about it, otherwise・・・・・・ I will take his life!"

"This ・・・・・・!"

"Get out!"

As soon as Qin Shou's voice fell, Fu Biao was stunned, he didn't expect him to let him go so easily! But after reflecting it, he was instantly ecstatic, and fled in embarrassment with more than 20 younger brothers, and soon disappeared into the night, leaving behind the controlled knives in one place

Looking at the more than twenty hooligans who disappeared in the night, Qin Shou's expression gradually cooled, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes, it seems that some people really don't want to live!

"Come out!" Qin Shou suddenly began to say.

In the quiet alley, a woman in white walked out from the corner, it was Cheng Yaru who was chasing, and there was a trace of horror, shock, and strong curiosity in her eyes at this time.

"Did you see everything just now?" Qin Shou asked flatly, without a trace of emotion in his tone.

Cheng Yaru nodded: "I ・・・・・・ my ・・・・・・!" ”

"I hope this doesn't get out of your mouth, you know?" Qin Shou said in a cold tone.

"Don't worry, I won't say it!" Cheng Yaru replied cautiously.

The scene just now was too shocking for her, it simply destroyed the worldview she had built up for twenty years, it turned out that there are still such people in the world, and they can be invulnerable! It's so mysterious!

"It turns out that ・・・・・・ this guy is really not an ordinary person!"

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