Chapter 22: Pick Me Up!
Qin Ming looked coldly at Qian Fenglai, who was smiling with a smile on his face, but he didn't leave in silence like before, but put his hands behind his back, as if he was facing Qian Fenglai.
"Huh?" Qian Fenglai frowned, not understanding what Qin Ming, who had swallowed his anger in the past, wanted to do.
"This one is called Zhao Pan, he dares to stop in front of me, it should be ordered by you, right?"
With an incomparably calm voice, Qin Ming asked indifferently.
“……”
Unexpectedly, Qin Ming went straight in, to be honest, Qian Fenglai was a little surprised, but he wouldn't admit it at all, and let the other party grab the handle: "I don't know what you're talking about." ”
"Really?"
Qin Ming shook his head as if he was a little regretful, and then made a lightning move, and before Zhao Pan could react, he had already grabbed his hand around his neck.
"Giggle......
The instantaneous lack of oxygen made Zhao Pan's face red, his eyes protruded, and he looked extremely painful, he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't resist the force exerted on his neck at all.
This can only mean one thing, Qin Ming's strength is stronger than him!
However, how could this be possible, although he only had the strength of a second-order warrior, he would never be Qin Ming, a waste who was not even a quasi-martial artist......
Wait, do you say?!!!
A crazy thought crossed Zhao Pan's heart, causing his eyes to fill with horror.
"Captain!"
Originally, the defenders who were watching the play were not calm at the moment, and several people immediately pulled out their weapons, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Qin Ming, all of them with unkind faces.
"You are so bold that you dare to commit a crime?"
Looking at the fierce and vicious appearance of these defenders, Qin Ming was not afraid at all, his eyes were wide open, and he opened his mouth to reprimand angrily.
The tips of the defenders' swords trembled slightly, and several people looked at each other, all remembering that the person in front of them was not a cat or dog, but the most beloved nephew of the city lord!
Not to mention, the strength that Qin Ming has shown now can subdue their captain with just one move, doesn't this mean......
As if under the feet of cold water on a hot day, several defenders looked stunned, withdrew their swords one after another, and their footsteps also retreated, not daring to step forward again.
After repelling those defenders, Qin Ming returned his attention to Zhao Pan.
Looking at the horror in Zhao Pan's eyes, Qin Ming showed a strange smile and said, "Didn't you ask me if I got nothing out this time?" I don't know, are you satisfied with this answer? ”
"Giggle......"
Zhao Pan wanted to say something, but Qin Ming's hand was like a pair of pliers, stuck on his neck, making him unable to make a decent sound at all.
"Is it painful? Oh, this is what you asked for, since you are a dog, then you must be prepared to be kicked to death. ”
Qin Ming's tone was very calm, but the meaning in his words made Zhao Pan more and more frightened, at this moment, he was like a fish under a knife, how to slaughter it all depended on Qin Ming's meaning.
This strong sense of powerlessness made Zhao Pan's eyes when he looked at Qin Ming full of pleading.
"Qin Ming, that's enough!"
The sudden change made Qian Fenglai stunned for a while before he reacted, and at this time, he could no longer maintain his previous calmness, and even began to call Qin Ming by his name.
This matter was indeed what he instructed Zhao Pan to do, and if he didn't speak out at this moment, then the prestige he had built up with great difficulty in the city defense army would also collapse.
It's just that because Qin Ming's previous hand was too amazing, Qian Fenglai was a little unsure of Qin Ming's strength for a while, so he didn't come forward directly to rescue him.
"You want to save him?"
Qin Ming glanced at Qian Fenglai, and said in a flat tone: "Then answer my question honestly, whether this matter was instructed by you." ”
“…… Be. ”
At this point, Qian Fenglai knew that there was no point in continuing to lie, so he opened his mouth to admit it.
"Very good," Qin Ming nodded, letting go of the hand that was holding Zhao Pan's neck.
Then, Qin Ming slowly walked towards Qian Fenglai, and several city defenders standing behind Qian Fenglai also pressed their hands on the hilt of their swords, and wanted to make a move, but were stopped by Qian Fenglai.
Qin Ming is the most beloved nephew of the city lord, and Qian Fenglai has a conflict with Qin Ming, which can be said to be a problem between juniors, and it is easy to solve.
But if Qian Feng comes to involve the city defense army too much, then the matter will escalate, and even if it is his father, I am afraid that he will not be able to protect him.
Which is more important, the money is still light.
Qin Ming stood three steps in front of Qian Fenglai, and looked at Qian Fenglai and several elites of the city defense army behind him with the body of one person, but he was not weaker at all.
At this time, I heard Qin Ming say lightly: "Since you admit it, then this matter is a contradiction between you and me, don't you think you should show some sincerity?" ”
“……”
Qin Ming's words were full of a condescending tone, which made Qian Fenglai a little uncomfortable, but he had a strange sense of coordination.
It's as if Qin Ming should be like this.
"So, what do you want?" Qian Feng, who was frowning, said.
"It's simple."
Qin Ming pulled out a combat knife from his waist, it was the trophy he took from Zhang Yue's hand, it could be carried by an eighth-order warrior, this knife was naturally very sharp.
Seeing Qin Ming holding a war knife in his hand, the blade pointed directly at Qian Feng and said, "As long as you can take my move, this matter will be revealed." ”
"Oh, do you want to use me like a punching bag?"
Qian Fenglai was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Okay, if Young Master Qin asks for this, I will be respectful and obedient, how about giving you a sandbag!" ”
The muscles of the fifth-order warrior were extremely strong, and Qian Feng believed that he could take any attack from Qin Ming unscathed.
"Sandbags?" Qin Ming shook his head, "You can make a move, and even you can subdue me when I make a move, in short, I only have one move." ”
"What?"
As soon as Qin Ming's words came out, it immediately caused an uproar among everyone present.
"What are you kidding, Qian Shao is already a fifth-order warrior, then Qin ...... The young master was not even a quasi-martial artist before, even if there was a breakthrough in this outing, the gap between the two sides was as huge as heaven and earth, was he crazy? ”
"Who said no, if Qian Shao gets serious, with the power of a fifth-order warrior, he can even blow up an ordinary person's head with one punch, as for Young Master Qin...... Hehe. ”
"I guess I want to save face before I say this."
Everyone, you and I are full of cynicism at Qin Ming, and Qian Fenglai also shook his head, not taking this sentence to heart at all.
"Come on, let's get this done as soon as possible." Spread his hands, Qian Feng, who had no defense at all, shouted.
"What stupid confidence."
A sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, and Qin Ming was not polite, and directly used the skill "Fearless Charge".
Rumble!
An incomparable force erupted from Qin Ming's body frantically, causing the clay tablets under his feet to burst slightly, and then he saw his body burst out like a cannonball.
"What?!"
Qian Fenglai, who was originally extremely confident, suddenly changed his face, and he could feel that if he ate this blow, he would not die, but he would also be half disabled.
Damn, this kid didn't spare the slightest hand!
Qian Fenglai, who realized this, quickly mobilized the Yuan Force in his body, and now it was too late to defend, so he could only do his best to reduce the damage he received.
Rumble!
The war knife in Qin Ming's hand slashed at Qian Fenglai's body, and a domineering and extraordinary force rushed directly into Qian Fenglai's body, directly scattering his yuan power.
The terrifying force caused Qian Fenglai's body to be instantly knocked away, flying in the air, and finally slammed straight into the nearby stone wall, and then fell, covered in blood, life and death were unknown.
The elites of the city defense army who followed Qian Feng were dumbfounded at this moment, they had an extremely unreal feeling, and they even forgot to help Qian Fenglai, who was still lying on the ground.
What is going on with a waste that everyone in the city knows about beating a fifth-order warrior into such a miserable appearance with a single sword?
And Qin Ming, who cut out this knife, stood quietly in place, looking around, looking at the shocked eyes of everyone, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.
From now on, who would dare to call him a waste?
What about being late through the standard line? As long as the strength shown is strong enough, everything is not a problem, and in this last world, the supremacy of strength is the most obvious truth.