Chapter Seventy-Five: The Battle That Destroys the Withering and Decaying
Several young people who were angry blocked in front of the aisle of the bar, looking arrogant and domineering.
The people around him dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.
"Beat him"
The bald head of the leader said viciously.
On his one-third of an acre of land, no one dared to call him out.
Especially Qin Feng's appearance with a little white face made him even more unhappy.
Several youths quickly surrounded him.
"Boss, do you want to help?"
The beggar Wu Liang tightened the wine bottle in his hand, he couldn't be a shrinking turtle at this time.
"No"
Qin Feng smiled slightly, his footsteps moved, and instantly appeared in front of the bald head, and then slapped it out with a backhand.
Syllable!
After a crisp sound, the bald head directly crossed an arc and flew through the crowd.
In mid-air, several bloody teeth also flew out.
Bang.
The bald head fell heavily on the ground, his butt hit the ground, facing the sky, and he looked confused.
This slap directly stunned him.
Belch......
The few younger brothers brought over by the bald head Qiang had wide eyes and wide mouths, and they also had confused expressions.
The passers-by who were watching were all confused.
Damn, a slap flew away, is this a movie?
"I'll go, the boss is too good, you are my idol"
The beggar Wu Liang's eyes were full of little stars, he rushed over, and when he got closer, he almost knelt down.
"God, please take my knees!"
Qin Feng was stunned, and said in his heart, which one are you from.
"Great God, take me as an apprentice!"
The beggar Wu Liang grabbed Qin Feng's hand, held it tightly, and looked at Qin Feng's gaze, which was so hot.
That slap was terrifying, it was inhuman.
Qin Feng grinned and said, "This...... Forget it! What a god I am! And you old glass, don't hold my hand. ā
This kid is like a broken back, I really can't stand him.
"Qin Feng, you are so handsome! How can it be so powerful! ā
Yan Ruyu's eyebrows were even more colorful, and Qin Feng made her more and more impressed.
"Awesome? Pretty good! ā
Actually, he really didn't use much force, he didn't expect this guy to be so can't help but beat.
"How dare you, you, Tamar, dare to beat me?"
The bald head covered half of his swollen face and got up.
Growing up, no one has ever beaten him like this.
In the past, only he beat people, how could anyone ride him.
Qin Feng snorted coldly, strode forward, and slapped him again.
Syllable!
The bald head was directly fanned and flew out, his face was swollen, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth.
"You bastard, you dare to hit me, you ...... Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you! ā
The bald strong wolf got up and screamed wildly.
Qin Feng was expressionless, walked over, and then slapped him again.
Syllable!
The bald head Qiangwei flew out again, and the other side of his face was swollen.
A face is so miserable, it's just miserable.
"Boss, you're alright"
A group of thugs hurriedly helped up the bald head Qiang, Qin Feng's movements just now were so fast that they didn't react at all.
"Beat him! Beat him up! Beat him so much that he didn't even know his mother. ā
The bald head is going crazy.
Several thugs were immediately furious and shouted in unison.
"Brothers, the guys"
"Rush! Beat him up! ā
"Revenge for the Boss"
A group of people picked up wine bottles and benches, and rushed over in unison, smashing towards Qin Feng.
Qin Feng rolled his eyes and muttered, "Since you are looking for death, don't blame me!" ā
As he spoke, his face turned cold, and he stepped forward with a brisk step, and a punch was blasted out.
Boom!
One person screamed miserably, the bridge of his nose was blinked, and he flew out upside down, knocking down four or five people.
Then, Qin Feng strode forward, opened his bow left and right, and with every punch and kick, someone flew out.
His movements are crisp, neat, and full of beauty.
Those bottles, the benches, couldn't get close at all.
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At this moment, Qin Feng was like a humanoid tank, crushing the gangsters lightly. ć
At first, there were enthusiastic shouts all around, but then, one by one, they all fell silent and stared blankly at this scene.
They felt like they were in a dream.
"I'll go, who is this guy! Why is it so fierce, is it still human! ā
"Blinded my dog's eyes"
"Nima, is Lao Tzu dreaming again, non-human?"
The crowd of onlookers was so talkative that they couldn't believe their eyes.
The bald head is embarrassed and angry, since he was a child, he has never been so cowardly.
Looking at the bar security guard and waiter who were stunned, he couldn't help but yell.
"What are you doing? Someone smashes the field, who can knock him down, I will give him 20,000 yuan"
Sure enough, there will be brave men under the heavy reward.
"Beat him, beat him down!"
A security guard with an iron rod was the first to rush forward, grinning and smashing it down.
Qin Feng stood still, his face as cold as ice.
When the iron rod was smashed down and almost reached the top of his head, he jerked up his hand and grasped it firmly.
The security guard subconsciously twitched, but found that he couldn't shake it at all.
"Get out!"
Qin Feng drank coldly and kicked out.
Suddenly, the thug screamed, and his body arched like a cannonball, and shot backwards, knocking over five or six people along the way, and the people fell on their backs.
This scene directly shocked the security guards behind them, and they all stared round, and their faces were a little dull.
Qin Feng smiled coldly, grabbed the iron rod in his hand, and strode forward.
Suddenly, there was a bloody storm in this hall.
From time to time, there were screams, the sound of broken bones sounded, and at the same time, blood splattered, staining the ground red.
Soon, in this hall, except for Qin Feng, there was no one standing.
One by one, the gangsters and security guards howled and fell to the ground, covered in bruises, drenched in flesh and blood, and looked extremely miserable.
In just a few moments, it was full of wounded, twenty or thirty of them.
Qin Feng stood in the middle with an expressionless face, with a chic posture of light and breeze.
At the door, the bald head was strong, trembling all over, and a face was extremely pale.
He almost fainted.
I thought it was just an ordinary yellow-haired boy, but I didn't expect it to be a terrifying monster!
Fang Cai's qiÄ was tantamount to a nightmare for him.
This is a monster, how can you fight it?
The scene in front of him was like a fight, more like a performance, and the mouths of the onlookers opened wider and wider. "I'm cĒo, who is this kid?"
"If you don't play like this, it's just amazing" "Give him 32 likes, he's my idol"
Even Yan Ruyu and Wu Liang, a beggar, were stunned.
"How could it be ......?"
Yan Ruyu's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief.
The Qin Feng in front of her was beyond her imagination, how could he be so powerful?
The beggar Wu Liang admired the five-body throw to the ground, this guy almost kissed Qin Feng's shoes.
After solving a gang of gangsters, Qin Feng looked at the bald head Qiang with a cold gaze.
Thump!
The bald money was so frightened that he trembled all over, his feet were weak, and he sat down.
Bald Qiang's face turned pale, and he stepped back in panic, "You...... What do you want? I...... I tell you, don't mess around, my uncle knows the director of the police station, if you dare to beat me, you will die. ā
"The head of the police station? Isn't it good? Qin Feng sneered and slowly stepped forward.
This bastard even dared to threaten him now.
It seems that the beating just now was still too light.