Qin Yan looked at the bald man who was resisting the young woman's leaving, and the killing intent in his heart suddenly rose. Qin Yan actually understands that he doesn't have any compassion, nor does he have the so-called chivalry of the rivers and lakes. I didn't want to dwell too much on this matter here, but if I despised him and wanted to leave like this, I was afraid that I wouldn't agree in my heart.

"Hey, what did you just say?"

Several men who had already walked out a few steps in front of them also stopped when they heard someone speaking behind them, and turned their heads to look at Qin Yan one after another, their eyes were full of doubts, could it be that this person is really a fool?

The yellow-haired man turned around and walked in the direction of Qin Yan, and when he was still more than two meters away from Qin Yan, he stopped his figure-eight steps and stood there, his right leg shook, his head tilted, as if he was looking at people with his nostrils, and shouted, "Boy, I said you have a problem with your brain, you are not only a fool but also a deaf person, ahahaha... ”

"Good. Qin Yan said lightly with an expressionless face.

The yellow-haired man didn't hear what Qin Tan was saying, and then shouted at Qin Tan, "What? What did you just say?

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a flash in front of him, and before he could react to what was flashing, he saw that the hands that Qin Yan had originally put in his pockets no longer knew when they were stretched out of his jacket pockets, and he also held a long and a short machete-style short knife in his left and right hands, one long and one short, long right and short left, one gold and one silver, silver long and gold short, the blade is narrow, slightly two fingers wide, if you look closely, you will find that in fact, the short one is like a dagger-style short knife, and the long one is indeed a sword. Under the dim street lamp, you can faintly see that it is also carved with exquisite diamond patterns.

The yellow-haired man saw that Qin Yan actually had a knife on his body, and he was originally arrogant, but he was a little stunned, he pointed at Qin Yan, and his voice trembled a little and said, "Less, less pretending to be a ghost here, I, I don't believe that you fool still dare to cut me with a knife!" As soon as this sentence came out of Huang Mao's mouth, he only heard a slight click, as if something was cut off. At this time, you look at Huang Mao pointing at Qin Yan's entire palm, and he fell to the ground with a snap, and the palm that fell on the ground splashed a layer of snowflakes, and the blood instantly stained the snow on the ground, and then, with a bang, a stream of blood sprayed out from the wrist of the yellow-haired man, as if it was a splash at the interface of the faucet pipe, spraying out two meters away.

From the time he finished speaking to the time when his palm fell to the ground, and then to the blood spurting out, it was nothing more than a few seconds, and a few seconds were sometimes a lot of things for Qin Yan, but for Huang Mao, his brain had just reacted.

"Ah~ah~ my hand... A pig-killing howl came from Huang Mao's mouth, and the expression on Huang Mao's face became a little distorted because of fright and fear.

Huang Mao looked at his palm that fell to the ground, and kept repeating that sentence there, his eyes were always full of disbelief staring at his broken palm on the ground. He had forgotten that he was still holding his arm with the severed palm.

Qin Yan didn't stop his movements because of Huang Mao's painful howl, he followed a back step and rushed to Huang Mao's front with an arrow step, his upper body bowed slightly, close to Huang Mao's chest, and the short knife in his left hand instantly pierced Huang Mao's lower abdomen. Huang Mao's chin rested on Qin Yan's left shoulder, his glasses were as big as a copper bell, and no matter how his mouth opened and closed, he couldn't make a sound in pain. Qin Yan leaned close to the yellow-haired man's ear and softly answered the question that the yellow-haired man had just asked, "I dare." After speaking, Qin Yan's body leaned to the right, and the short knife in his left hand was withdrawn from the yellow-haired body, and the yellow-haired man's body lost its support, and with a plop, it fell to the ground, and bursts of snowflakes flew up. Maybe until he died, he couldn't believe that Qin Yan, who was holding a knife, was not pretending to be a ghost, but really slashed him with a knife, and even hacked him to death.

The bald man carrying the woman, and the other two thugs, stood in place and witnessed all this, looking at their dull eyes, you can see that what happened just now, they are like the yellow-haired man who fell to the ground and died, and they have not yet reacted to the fugue.

The first thing to react was the bald head carrying the woman's big gold chain, and made a sound like killing a pig, "Killed--" Throwing the woman on the shoulder to the ground, turning around and running. With this voice, he also called the other two thugs back from the fugue, and the two of them also showed terrified expressions on their faces, and they couldn't hear what they were howling, and they also turned and ran out.

"Ahh Help" "Killed!." ”

Qin Yan stood in place, did not move, but picked up the short knife in his left hand, shook off the blood stains on it, looked down at his knife, and said to himself: "Hehe, so far, I guess there is no one who can still survive after seeing my knife." After saying this, Qin Yan looked up at the direction of the three of them running wildly, and smiled slightly, like a judge who locked his life in the middle of the night, and rushed out with both feet in the direction of their run, like a predatory cheetah. At this time, Tongling Road has become no longer quiet because of the howls of the three people in front.