When the three people over there took out the stick, they roared angrily and rushed over with the stick—

The goals are very clear, so they are heading for Qiu Fei!

has been bullied by Qiu Fei for so long, they are notoriously bad for the three highs, if they are really bullied by this guy all the time, they will lose face!

It doesn't matter if he's despicable or not, it's important to win!

When the stick rushed towards Qiu Fei and was about to smash it down, this time Qiu Fei squinted his eyes, moved his feet, and passed by a stick holder in front of him, pinched his arm and twisted it gently, and flexibly stretched out his other hand to the opponent's mouth and pressed it hard!

The moment the stick fell off from his hand, it was directly caught by Qiu Fei.

Rotten!

When the other two beside him suddenly felt bad, Qiu Fei glanced back and hooked his lips and sneered.

The stick in their hands waved at will, and the moment the stick cut through the whirring sound of the wind, their hearts sank.

The two people who were holding the stick before thought that they would definitely be able to beat Qiu Fei to the point of crying father and mother, as soon as they saw Qiu Fei get the stick, they turned their heads and prepared to run!

"Run for what?" Behind them, the young man's languid voice sounded behind them like a demon's voice: "Stick-"

The sound of two steps sounded.

"Ah!!h

As one of his companions cried out in pain, the other looked back.

After the boy kicked his companion to the ground like a demon, he withdrew the stick from his shoulder, and slowly raised his eyes, as if smiling.

"That's how it should be."

Then, stepping on the wound on his shoulder, which had been smothered by a stick, the young man's long legs stepped over him.

Holding the whistling wind with a stick in his hand, he swung down towards his face.

The wind picked up his broken hair, and he didn't dare to move, only to watch the baseball bat hit him in front of his eyes.

The moment it stopped in front of his face, a stone's throw away.

Bang.

The whole alley was horribly quiet.

He fell to the ground with his legs limp.

Smack.

The iron rod in his hand rolled out of his limp hand, his teeth chattering, and he looked in horror at the condescending boy in front of him, who seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, but like a demon.

It's like he's just done something very ordinary, like he almost didn't blow his head off with a stick! The brains are all out!

At that moment, he realized how terrible this boy was and what kind of truth it was.

"With a weapon in your hand, you should use it like this, understand?" Calmly retracting the stick, Qiu Fei looked at him sarcastically, and opened his lips lightly: "I can't even hold my own weapon, and I still learn to sneak attack with a weapon, sneer." ”

“………………”

The young man who was sitting on the ground with his hands and feet limp moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed his saliva and swallowed it back, relieved.

"However, Lao Tzu is a person who holds grudges, and he said that if you want to settle accounts, you must settle accounts."

Swish!

When the boy heard this, he suddenly raised his head again and looked at him in horror.

But fortunately, Qiu Fei didn't mean to move the stick, he just smiled and looked at his waist-

"Wait, what do you want!"

"Ahh!!h

After half a ring, clutching his stomach, the boy fell to the ground in pain, shedding sad tears.

He thought he would show mercy, and as a result—

Ahhh!!h

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"Brother Qiu! It's a great time! Although he was also beaten, did you see that kid's scared look at the end? ”

"Tut, look at that kid from Sangao, I think I know that they won't dare to provoke us again in the future."