When Zheng San came back, he called the guy who did it with him the day before, that guy was called Yongqiang, he was a good fighter, and he had practiced.

Qin Xianglin was alone with sunglasses, and he had already finished drinking a bottle of beer in front of the bar table, when Zheng San and Yongqiang walked in.

There were more than a dozen people lying on the ground, still curled up and screaming. There were also more than a dozen people surrounding Qin Xianglin, all of whom had guys in their hands, but no one dared to do it again.

Zheng San walked in with Yongqiang, and the guy who had called Zheng San before immediately came up and said with a frightened expression: "Third brother, you can be regarded as back!" ”

"What about people?" Zheng San asked angrily with a gloomy face.

The man pointed at Qin Xianglin, "There!" ”

Zheng San looked at Qin Xianglin, immediately frowned, and asked angrily in his tone: "Just one person?" ”

The man nodded helplessly, and Zheng San couldn't help but be furious, "A bunch of waste! ”

With a bitter face, the man pointed to Zheng San at the person lying on the ground, lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by Qin Xianglin, and said, "He did it!" ”

Zheng San saw that there were at least 10 people lying down, his eyes became solemn, he gritted his teeth, and looked at Yongqiang. Yong Qiang's eyes looked at Qin Xianglin coldly, and his hand was already on a long knife, which was hidden on Yong Qiang's lower back.

Zheng San walked towards Qin Xianglin, Yongqiang followed behind Zheng San, and the rest of the people followed, but kept a distance.

Zheng San stood at the other end of the bar, looked Qin Xianglin up and down, and asked, "This brother, how do you call it?" ”

Qin Xianglin turned his head sideways and saw the very conspicuous scar on Zheng San's face, and then looked at Yongqiang behind Zheng San.

"This brother is very raw, we don't seem to know each other!" Zheng San said suspiciously.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Qin Xianglin's mouth, "I won't know the corpse!" ”

Zheng San's face immediately changed color, he and Yongqiang glanced at each other, and gritted their teeth, "I, Zheng San, didn't come out on the first day to mix, and I have seen a lot of people with a very crazy tone, but none of them have a good end!" ”

The cold smile on Qin Xianglin's face was put away and stood up.

Zheng San and Yongqiang stared at Qin Xianglin without moving, but behind them, more than a dozen brothers with knives took seven or eight steps back in an instant.

Zheng San gritted his teeth, turned around and glanced at those guys, and scolded in his heart: "When Lao Tzu cleans up this bastard in front of him, you are good-looking!" ”

Zheng San finished scolding in his heart, and when he turned sideways, he saw that Qin Xianglin was already standing in front of him, only a few dozen centimeters away from him.

"At the entrance of the hospital, Lao He, who sets up a stall and sells fried rice, do you know?" Qin Xianglin stared at Zheng San through his sunglasses with a pair of eyes, as if he was angry.

Zheng San couldn't help but be stunned in his heart: "Could it be that someone helped avenge that waste?" ”

"I don't know!" Zheng San shook his head.

Qin Xianglin nodded, "Kill someone you don't know, someone has to be behind this!" After speaking, he looked at Yongqiang again, "You also have a share, right?" ”

Yongqiang didn't speak, and one hand was already clenching the knife in a place where Qin Xianglin couldn't see.

"Hehe......" Zheng San smiled, "I don't even know what you're talking about!" ”

Qin Xianglin's eyes were cold, and his murderous aura skyrocketed. Suddenly, Yongqiang, who was behind Zheng San, pulled out his knife and slashed towards Qin Xianglin as fast as lightning.

It was a long, narrow, heavy knife, sharp enough to easily separate flesh and bone.

Yongqiang is a master of playing with knives, proficient in all kinds of props, and the way he uses knives is also very special, and there is no warning before the knife.

On the rivers and lakes near West Street, Yongqiang has the title of "fast knife man", and it is said that he once put down eleven people with a knife.

But, obviously, those eleven people are garbage.

At this moment, Yongqiang's knife had been chopped down, and it was indeed fast, as fast as lightning.

The three words "steady and ruthless" are the standard configuration of fast knife hands.

Yongqiang's knife was not short, it covered a wide area, and as soon as he made a move, he covered Qin Xianglin's head, shoulders, and arms.

When the knife fell, it slashed directly into the bar.

As soon as the knife went down, the back of the knife sank into the bar, which shows the strength of Yongqiang.

I didn't see how Qin Xianglin moved, so he jumped out of Yongqiang's attack position.

This knife, fierce and vicious, is the most vicious move of Yongqiang's fast knife hand.

Such an arrogant move was avoided by Qin Xianglin lightly. Yongqiang was surprised, and Zheng San was also surprised.

However, it was useless to be surprised, Qin Xianglin came with a full of anger and showed no mercy to his subordinates.

Yongqiang suddenly stepped forward, his means were as fast as lightning, and his moves were ruthless.

A slap hit Yongqiang's wrist, and suddenly, the bones broke.

Another slap hit Yongqiang's shoulder, and in an instant, half of his shoulder tilted.

The last slap hit Yongqiang in the face, and in an instant, his facial features shifted, all his teeth fell out, his jaws shattered, and his nerves collapsed.

Yongqiang didn't have time to say a word before he died.

The powerful force destroyed this so-called fast knife hand in an instant.

"Poof!" Yongqiang fell to the ground without groaning or shedding a drop of blood.

However, people can't wake up anymore.

The knife was still nailed to the bar table, and its owner wouldn't wake up again.

Qin Xianglin's gaze looked at Zheng San, so cold that he didn't have a trace of emotion.

Zheng San lowered his head and looked at Yongqiang, who was already lying on the ground, and his body trembled unconsciously.

In terms of kung fu, Zheng San is not as good as Yongqiang. Yongqiang was like chopping melons and vegetables in front of this person, and he died into a lump, let alone him?

"Brother, brother...... If you have something to discuss! Zheng San's voice trembled.

"Man, you killed?" Qin Xianglin asked.

Zheng San immediately shook his head, "No, no, yes, it's Yongqiang's hand!" ”

Anyway, Yongqiang is dead, and the dead will not rise up to quibble. Zheng San put all the guilt of murder on Yongqiang.

At that time, there may have been witnesses, but none of them were witnessed, and they did not admit it.

It's a pity that Qin Xianglin is not God, and he is not here to maintain fairness and justice.

It doesn't matter who ends up making the move. The participants all had to die.

"You're going to kill Lao He?" Qin Xianglin asked.

"No, it's not!" Zheng San immediately denied it.

"So, who told you to kill him?" Qin Xianglin asked again.

"Can I change my life by saying it?" Zheng San asked.

Qin Xianglin didn't answer this question, but just said one word in a deep voice: "Say!" ”

Zheng San was still hesitating, Qin Xianglin suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Zheng San's hand, pressed it on the bar, and slapped it down.

Suddenly, Zheng San's hands became bloody and blurry, and his ten fingers were connected to his heart, which was the pain of drilling his heart.

"Same question, I won't ask it a second time!" Qin Xianglin glared at Zheng San and said.

"Ahh Zheng San was still screaming in pain, but he didn't answer Qin Xianglin's question.

Qin Xianglin grabbed Zheng San's other hand and slapped it again.

The same reasoning, the same means, the same flesh and blood blur.

A person only has two hands, and now Zheng San is equal to no hands.

"Boom!"

With a crisp thud, the bar table collapsed and shattered.

Zheng San carried a pair of human hands that were blurred and no longer formed, and lay on the ground in pain and almost fainted.

"Say!" Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth, his mind was full of the appearance of Brother He lying on the hospital bed covered in blood, and infinite anger surged up in his heart.

"Yes, yes, it's Ah Sheng!" Zheng San couldn't bear the pain anymore, and said in a trembling voice.

Qin Xianglin raised his leg with a kick, and this kick stepped directly on Zheng San's knee. The kneecap was crushed in an instant.

"Ah Sheng!" Qin Xianglin gritted his teeth, although this had been expected by Qin Xianglin, Qin Xianglin was still furious.

Qin Xianglin took Zheng San's still intact leg with his hand and said, "Then go find Ah Sheng!" ”

Qin Xianglin dragged Zheng San outside as if he was dragging a dead dog.

Zheng San was like a leper dog who was dying but still suffering from severe pain, and let out a wail while being dragged away by Qin Xianglin.

The voice is miserable, and people can't help but want to cry when they hear it.

There were more than a dozen brothers around, all with knives in their hands, and they just watched Zheng San being dragged away.

They used to say that life and death are good!