Chapter Forty-Nine: Eating Hands

A figure stepped into the air and faced upwards, and another figure rushed down, and when the figures staggered, it was the fists of the two sides that collided with each other.

Bang!

After an exchange, the two separated, and at the same time landed steadily on the ground, but Qin Lang's eyes were full of slight astonishment when he looked at the bald head.

Both of them seem to be punches, but the impact of this one is different.

The bald head could meet Qin Lang's punch from top to bottom, but his body was as stable as Qin Lang, which was already very surprising to Qin Lang.

It seems that this son of the head of the Diancang faction still has something...

Of course, Qin Lang didn't know that although the bald head on the opposite side still had a reckless expression of blowing his beard and glaring at this time, his heart was far more shocked than Qin Lang's.

The fist of the Diancang faction, the last thing you are afraid of is to hit it hard!

The punch of the bald head "committing the next offense" seems reckless, but it actually contains a lot of internal force bonus, according to the unique technique of the Diancang School, even every trace of internal force can be evenly distributed on the knuckles.

Generally speaking, the same foreign boxing kung fu, not to mention jumping from the second floor, is the third floor and the fourth floor, the impact of a punch will not only not hurt the bald head, but will break his fingers, and the combat power of one hand will be abolished on the spot.

However, Qin Lang was like no one.

Could it be... He also used the internal strength boxing method?

It is not uncommon to transmit the internal force to the fist and the soles of the feet, and the characteristics of the internal strength fist of the Diancang School are that the internal force is evenly distributed and meticulous, and if you want to use other internal strength fist methods to counter, the internal force is at least a grade higher in strength.

This kid who looks like he is only in his teens and twenties in front of him, can he pour such deep internal force into his fists?

……

In fact, Qin Lang didn't inject any internal force into his fist.

His punch was an ordinary punch, but when the two fists met, the golden droplets in Qin Lang's dantian took the initiative to ripple.

Just like the charm that dispersed Nan Lingyue before.

Then Qin Lang felt his internal strength, as if he had a soul, and it flowed through his fist quickly, and naturally took the attack of the bald head.

Qin Lang doesn't know the details very well, but he can be sure that "Mu Xin Decision" is worthy of being the world's first internal strength method...

……

The first time the two met, they had already found out how high and low each other were.

However, to Qin Lang's surprise, this thing saw that Qin Lang was not very easy to deal with, so he actually swung his fist again and went straight to the uproar.

If you can't beat the fierce, you will decisively bully the weak?

Good guy, it turns out that this thing is not stupid...

The bald head looked fierce and vicious, and the whirring wind with a fist the size of a sandbag was quickly amplified in the maid's uproar.

However, Xuan Ran dared to go down with a knife, and it was not an ordinary girl's house.

"Impudent!"

With a cold snort, his soft waist leaned back, and while dodging the opponent's fist with a very arcing lower waist, he held the scimitar in his right hand and slashed at his wrist with a slash.

The more powerful the attack, the more difficult it is to be flexible.

At this time, it was impossible for the bald head to punch out and stop it, so he directly turned his forearm and wrist, turned his fist against the bottom of his little finger, and aimed at the blade of the uproar!

Smack——!

The great force came, and the scimitar was immediately released.

The uproar is also a girl with a bit of ruthlessness, the silver teeth bite, while the lower waist is not up, the harrier turns over and drives the legs is a side kick.

At this time, the bald left hand had already swung a second punch, and this kick happened to kick his forearm, causing his fist to deflect, and at the same time, the whole person also turned around to stabilize his body.

And the uproar himself was rebounded by the force, and he staggered back several steps.

"Hah! Just dare to shout at Lao Tzu!? ”

"That bald head, I'm also shouting, why don't you fight me?"

“……”

The bald head and eyebrows jumped, deliberately ignored someone's shouting, picked up the scimitar on the ground, and continued to speak cruelly towards the uproar:

"Look at Lao Tzu if I don't chop you today!"

He reprimanded, jumped again, held the knife in one hand, and slashed at the uproar with the top of the white cloud.

"Xuan'er!"

At this moment, the big girl's face suddenly turned pale, and Nan Lingyue on the second floor also hurriedly took out a few silver needles that seemed to be extremely precious, and was about to throw them, but saw the figure downstairs flashing, and the sound of gold and stone sounded.

Qiang ——!

The shiny scimitar flew out with a whirl, stuck on the stairs, pressed the mouth of the tiger where he was originally holding the knife, and looked at Qin Lang who was blocking in front of him in disbelief.

And Qin Lang blocked it, but at this time, he was facing back to the bald head, and he grabbed one of the hands of the uproar with a solemn face:

"Are you alright?"

"Also... It's fine..."

How can the girl's hands be as rough and thick as a bald head, after the knife in her hand is beaten away, it is also in the position of the tiger's mouth, but the soft skin has broken a thin opening, and the light blood color is a little dazzling on the white little hand.

Qin Lang frowned when he saw it, and subconsciously grabbed her hand and sent it to his mouth.

"Huh...?"

“!”

A soft exclamation made Qin Lang suddenly come back to his senses.

By the way, this is not in Tianshan, and the other party is not a senior sister, but if there is any injury, it doesn't seem to be appropriate...

So, Qin Lang, who was a little embarrassed, changed her direction and put the position of the tiger's mouth in her hand to her own mouth.

"That's... Handle it yourself. ”

"Hmm..."

The little maid's eyelids drooped slightly, her face was slightly red, she stroked her somewhat undulating chest with one hand, and put the wound of the tiger's mouth to her lips with the other hand.

……

The little maid here was shyly eating her hands, and the bald head on the other side was particularly unhappy by Qin Lang's attitude towards her.

He was originally an impulsive and arrogant person, even if Qin Lang had two hits, he couldn't stand being so despised, and after pulling out the scimitar inserted in the stairs, he silently made a decision in his heart, and immediately raised the knife and slashed at Qin Lang's back.

"Drink, ——!"

Qin Lang opened and closed widely, turned around and raised his right arm and shook it suddenly.

The bald head had just been disarmed, and at this time he was already on guard in his heart, seeing Qin Lang like this, he was overjoyed, and threw the scimitar in his right hand to his left hand, and his right hand was directly into a fist, wanting to smash Qin Lang's arm directly.

Bang!

However, with a grinning cry of pain, it was the bald man's entire right wrist that was broken.

"You! … You! …”

"What am I?"

The bald head was full of disbelief, he never expected that Qin Lang would swing out an iron rod with a wave of his arm!

No, not iron rods!

Pagoda-shaped, thirteen knots, with a handle and a stalk...

The bald head swallowed his saliva, tremblingly raised his right hand, which had become a chicken claw, and pointed at Qin Lang:

"You... How did you use a whip?! ”

"Can't?"

"You! …”

The bald head gritted his teeth, the inner strength of the Diancang faction was strong and domineering, and he was never afraid of any swords, and the bald head himself had been practicing empty-handed snatching white blades since he was a child, but...

But how can there be a blade like a steel whip?!

How many people can catch a stick with their bare hands?

The bald head has been in the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and it is the first time he has encountered this kind of weapon, and he has suffered such a big loss, and his old face was red for a while before he held back a sentence:

"Fuck! Why are you so vulgar! ”

“……”

Qin Lang was speechless, and while waving the steel whip in his hand, he walked towards the bald man who was sitting on the ground:

"I am indeed a rough man, and rough people love to use whips, do you not accept it?"

"Okay, good, you... You wait for Lao Tzu! ”

When the bald head drew his knife from the stairs, he made up his mind: if he can fight with this kid, he will fight, and if he can't beat him, he will run.

Now that his right hand is gone, it is obviously not suitable to stay here for a long time, he is already slow to start, and he has to rush to the capital to meet his father to visit the Kyushu Dart Bureau, it is really not suitable to delay too much here.

So without waiting for Qin Lang to get closer, the bald head did a backflip with his left hand, and while he distanced himself from Qin Lang, he turned around and ran.

"If it meets again, Lao Tzu will definitely take revenge!"

“……”

Running away and not forgetting to say cruel words, Qin Lang disagreed, turned his head and greeted:

"It's okay, let's go back to our room."

"Huh? Oooh..."

The uproar, who was still concentrating on eating his hands, blinked his big eyes, withdrew his somewhat dull gaze from Qin Lang's figure, and followed him up the stairs.

And Nan Lingyue, on the second floor, threw a small bag of broken silver to the shopkeeper downstairs after breathing a sigh of relief.

"Sect subsidized."

"Thank you, Miss! Thank you! ”

The tenants of the Tianhe Sect naturally include a certain amount of protection fees in the rent paid to the Tianhe Sect.

For something like today, even if Nan Lingyue is not there, the merchant will report it to the Tianhe Sect in the future, and the sect will also deal with it.

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