"What?" several people exclaimed in unison, for that little guy who was very righteous, the three members of the Qin family liked it very much.

Qin Li asked, "Where is it?"

The kid pointed to the east: "It's over there, three or four streets away......

Before the child's words fell, Qin Li's feet dripped, like a light smoke, and quickly flew towards that side, Qin Xue's reaction was only half a beat slower, and then disappeared.

The tear-stained child was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and said for a long time: "Are the two of them immortals?"

At this moment, Qin Hanyue fully believed that her son's strength had risen sharply, Qin Xue was a real second-order Xuan-level, but Qin Li was a few points faster than her!

"They are all ordinary people!" Qin Hanyue replied with a proud face.

......

After the watermelon stole the self-respecting exercises, he beat up a group of gangsters who had a holiday with him before, and his confidence skyrocketed, but he didn't expect to provoke the boss behind the group of gangsters, and he was blocked at the door of the house one morning, and the boss of the gangsters was a second-order of the yellow level, and he could be regarded as entering the rank.

It is indeed nothing in the eyes of the masters, but in the eyes of this group of street gangsters, they are real masters!

After all, the self-taught watermelon doesn't have much experience, a few tricks are put down, and he is violently beaten by a group of people, seeing that the group of people has no intention of stopping, and if they continue to fight, they may be beaten to death.

Watermelon's parents were also stranded by others, and it was useless to beg for mercy in every way, or a small follower of Watermelon, who saw it from afar, took advantage of people's unpreparedness, and desperately ran here to ask for help, in his mind, Sister Qin Xue is a big man who is countless times more advanced than those gangsters, and the gangsters are naturally afraid of the big guys......

Wen Lao Liu was beaten up by the watermelon that had been stepping on his feet yesterday, and he was extremely depressed, and he didn't know when the little bastard of the watermelon had such good skills, more than a dozen of them were all put down by the watermelon alone. Then he stepped on his face and told him arrogantly, your territory belongs to me!

How could Wen Lao Liu swallow this breath, and immediately found his boss Mo Xiao, who has the strength of the second order of the yellow level, is a tyrant in the north of the city, and there are hundreds of minions under him, seeing that his little brother is at a loss, he naturally wants to come out.

"Little bastard, you can't be more arrogant! I'll kick you to death if you shout at me again!" a young man with a white cloth on his head and a swollen face like a pig's head was kicking the watermelon with all his might.

And the watermelon fell to the ground, his hands covering his head, and his body curled up in a ball, without saying a word, allowing him to kick and beat.

"Okay, this kid is kind of good, give him a good idea!" said a middle-aged man in his forties with a meaty face on the side.

"Uncle, please, let the child go, he is not sensible, he is not human, you can spare him......" A middle-aged woman, pressed there by a few thugs, cried bitterly.

One of her thugs was annoyed by the shouting, slapped the woman a few times, and threatened: "If you scream again, you will be slaughtered!"

Wen Lao Liu gasped a few times, touched the blood at the corner of his mouth with his hand, this was a new injury when the watermelon resisted just now, and took out a sharp knife from his waist, and said with a cruel smile: "Since the boss speaks, Lao Tzu will give you a good time, little beast, remember in the next life, don't provoke people you can't afford to offend!"

This Wen Lao Liu looked like he had killed someone, the hand holding the knife was very steady, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he stabbed the watermelon in the neck while holding the knife.

"Stop!"

There was a sudden loud shout in the air, and then, a strong wind swept towards Wen Lao Liu's head.

Bang!

Mo Xiao's eyes over there suddenly shot out two rays of light, his mouth opened slightly, and he was so shocked that he stayed there, how could such a master appear in this poor place in the north of the city?

Before he could react, Wen Lao Liu had already been kicked in the head by someone, kicking out more than a dozen steps away, and without even screaming, he fell to the ground, his legs twitched, and he didn't look alive!

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of crackling fists and feet, and the group of thugs who were beating around the watermelon were all knocked out.

All this is between the lightning and flint, and by the time Qin Xue came over, Qin Li had already stood there calmly, through the experiment just now, Qin Li had completely concluded that all the martial arts he had learned in his previous life had all become combat skills at this time!

Except for that Wen Lao Liu, the others Qin Li still kept his hand, otherwise this would not be a moaning thug, but a dead thug!

Qin Xue squatted down, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a healing pill, and quickly fed it to the watermelon's mouth, looking at the watermelon that had fallen into a coma, Qin Xue's eyes were also full of anger.

"Friend, you, who are you?" Mo Xiao has been in the north of the city for many years, how can he not see that the young man and woman in front of him are extremely hard ideas, although they don't know the purpose of their intervention, but it is obvious that they may be planted today!

"This matter, it may be a misunderstanding, hehe, it's someone from the Qin family......" In fact, Mo Xiao did provide some information to the Qin family, but he had come into contact with the most senior figures of the Qin family, and he was just a steward like Qin Yong. But at this moment, he can't care about anything else, and he will save his surname first.

"The Qin family?"

Qin Xue and Qin Li glanced at each other.

Mo Xiao thought that there was a door, and couldn't help but regain some courage, and said loudly: "Yes, in this Huangsha City, is there anyone who doesn't know the Qin family? I'm doing things for the Qin family! So, today's matter is ......."

"Today's matter depends on the meaning of the watermelon. Qin Li interrupted Mo Xiao's words, stared at him coldly with a pair of eyes, and said slowly: "Don't pull the Qin family's banner to make tiger skins, we don't care at all!"

At this time, the watermelon woke up faintly, looking at Qin Xue's concerned eyes, he wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh, and said, "I, am I dead?"

"You're fine, watermelon, don't worry!" Qin Xue said softly.

Watermelon turned his head with difficulty, saw Qin Li, and said, "Now...... Flattened, you don't owe me...... Sister Qin Xue, let them go, okay?"

Qin Li and Qin Xue were slightly stunned, and then Qin Li saw the thick hatred in the depths of the watermelon's eyes, and understood in his heart that this kid, his feelings were to avenge himself, so he nodded at the moment, and said to Mo Xiao and the group of thugs: "Get out, don't let me see you again!"

Mo Xiao let out a sigh, and a group of people carried Wen Lao Liu, who didn't know his life and death, and left in embarrassment.

Watermelon said slowly, "Thank you......" and struggled to get up.

"Watermelon, don't move!" Qin Xue said eagerly.

The watermelon got up and knelt down at Qin Xue: "Sister, I want to worship you as a teacher!"

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