The corpse picker watched Qin Yang come over carrying the bricks, and he was suddenly frightened, kicked the ground with both feet, and retreated towards the rear.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Qin Yang walked to the side of the corpse picker, kicked down the corpse picker who just wanted to get up, and then stepped on his chest, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at him.

"Just because I hindered you from picking up corpses, hindered you from doing evil, and made you lose face, you are going to find someone to waste my hands and make me unable to play the piano for the rest of my life, right?"

The corpse picker's heart was full of horror and remorse, and he suddenly remembered the smile on Qin Yang's face when he threatened Qin Yang last night, as well as the sentence "You can try".

MD, this guy has no fear!

No wonder he is so calm in the face of his own threat, it turns out that the other party is not afraid of asking for trouble at all!

"I was wrong, you can spare me, I won't come here to mix in the future, I will never come to the bar to pick up corpses again......"

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "Really, you swear?" ”

"I swear!"

When the corpse picker saw it, he hurriedly swore a curse: "If I still do such a thing, my whole family will die, well, I will be impotent for the rest of my life!" ”

"Your poisonous oath is quite ruthless!"

Qin Yang smiled very casually on his face, and then raised his foot, just when the corpse picker's heart was relieved, thinking that Qin Yang was going to let him go, Qin Yang's foot stepped on his wrist again.

"I'm afraid you've forgotten your own vows, so I'll teach you a little lesson, and when you do bad things in the future, think more about your own hands!"

The corpse picker's eyes widened in horror, and he tried to break free of his hand, and shouted, "I have sworn ......"

Qin Yang raised the brick with his right hand, and then slapped it down fiercely.

"Ahh

The corpse picker let out a scream, his hands suddenly became bloody and fleshy, and the bones were broken in many places.

Stimulated by the severe pain, the snot and tears of the man who picked up the corpse fell all at once, and he dragged his fleshy and blurred hands, which was miserable.

Qin Yang ignored his screams, stepped on his other hand under his feet, and said coldly, "It hurts, right?" When you inflict your pain on others, did you think about today, did you think about the suffering of others? ”

Without waiting for the corpse picker to answer, Qin Yang had already slammed the brick down again, and the corpse picker screamed like a pig again.

Qin Yang stood up and said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you didn't think about it before, you can think more about it in the future!" ”

Leaving behind the corpse picker who was curled up in a ball, Qin Yang turned around and walked towards the thug who had fallen to the ground.

The man in the flower shirt glanced at the blood-blurred hands of the corpse picker, his heart was already filled with boundless fear, and his gaze towards Qin Yang was like seeing an evil ghost from hell.

When Qin Yang passed by him, he glanced at him lightly: "There is still one minute." ”

The man in the flower shirt shuddered, and just at this time the phone was connected, and a rough male voice sounded: "Xiao Qi, what's the matter?" ”

The man in the flower shirt looked at Qin Yang, who was walking towards him with a brick, and his eyes were terrified: "Brother Qiang, we are in the alley behind the Mengdie Bar, we planted it, Brother Qiang save me!" ”

The rugged male voice said loudly: "Who is the other party, how many people?" ”

"Ahh

A scream suddenly sounded, making the man in the shirt tremble, and the phone in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The man in the flower shirt turned his head to look, but it was Qin Yang who stepped on the hand of one of his subordinates, was holding the moving brick high, and smashed it down again.

"Ahh

Brother Qiang on the phone obviously heard these two screams, and asked loudly: "Xiao Qi, what's the matter, speak!" ”

The man in the flower shirt said in a voice as if he was crying: "The other party is alone, a college student, very good at fighting, five or six of us were beaten down by him, he is now smashing the hands of his brothers with bricks, Brother Qiang, save me......"

"Just one person?"

Brother Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "You guys are really TM waste, you have all your strength to throw it on a woman, right, drag him, I'll bring someone over immediately!" ”

When the man in the flower shirt heard that Brother Qiang was going to bring someone over, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and when he saw Qin Yang drop the little brother whose hands were broken and walked towards the second person, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Qiang, hurry up, let's ...... Can't hold it! ”

"Got it, wait, it'll be there in ten minutes!"

The phone was hung up, although Brother Qiang had promised to bring someone over to help immediately, but he didn't have a sense of security in his heart, because he saw Qin Yang stepping on the second little brother's hand, and then slammed it down.

Looking at Qin Yang's posture, he knew that the few little brothers he did it, I am afraid that none of them would be able to escape, and none of them would be able to escape the fate of having their hands broken, what he was most afraid of now was that after their hands were all broken, would it be their turn?

He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran, anyway, this place is not very far from the street, as long as he runs to the side of the street, the other party will not dare to do whatever he wants, right?

He just took a step, but Qin Yang picked up a dagger on the ground casually as if he had eyes behind him, and threw it out with a flick of his hand, the dagger seemed to have eyes, instantly crossed the distance of five or six meters, and then directly inserted into his calf.

"Ahh

The man in the flower shirt screamed, and one stumbled and fell to the ground, he struggled to get up, and looked at the dagger on his calf, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"If you run again, it won't be your calf next time!"

Qin Yang stepped on a little brother, said lightly, and then turned around, and smashed the brick in his hand again.

The man in the flower shirt collapsed to the ground, and he didn't have the courage to pull out the dagger on his calf, nor did he have the courage to run again, so he stayed in place with a frightened face, praying in his heart that Brother Qiang would bring someone over quickly.

Qin Yang's movements were not in a hurry, he picked up the bricks again and again, and smashed the hands of those little brothers into a blur of flesh and blood.

Qin Yang knows very well the strength of his hands, these people's hands can be cured, but I am afraid that their hands will not be as flexible and strong as they are now in the future, maybe it is okay to maintain a basic life, but it may be difficult to pick up a steel pipe to fight or something.

They've done a lot of this before, so that's the lightest punishment for them.

Don't be a gangster, don't do bad things, and be a good person, maybe it's a good thing for them.

Qin Yang doesn't have any compassion for this kind of person, his easy-going, his kindness, is only for ordinary people, he won't have any mercy for this kind of person.

Deceiving the good and fearing the evil is the most essential character of this kind of person.

If you let them go today, they will definitely not be grateful to themselves, and they will even get worse, in this case, it is better to give them a deep lesson, let them fear themselves, fear themselves!

If you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back, it's just sooner or later!

Qin Yang slapped his last palm, dropped a thug who was curled up and screaming with trembling hands, stood up, and walked towards the man in the flower shirt with a brick.

The thugs have been taught a lesson, how can this thug be missed?

PS: It's still the same sentence, three more a day, it's really a lot, even if you scold the sky, threaten not to see it, then I can't help it, a good story is a little bit of a thought, I make a 20,000-word account a day, are you willing to read it?

The update is not slow, I want to see it, I see it too fast, I naturally feel slow, and I understand each other.