Bullets are useless to Qin Shaojie, let alone iron rods.

However, this time, the boss learned smartly, and when the iron rod was about to hit Qin Shaojie's head, it suddenly stopped.

It's not like a slap, a slap on your face hurts for a while at most, at most it's just bleeding from the corner of your mouth, and the iron rod is pumped on your head, which is going to bloom.

Seeing that Qin Shaojie was not hiding, he made up his mind, and knocked his arm on Qin Shaojie's head.

Looking at Qin Shaojie again, just like just now, he sat there very calmly, without looking back, and the people in Jian Ting were even more calm than Qin Shaojie, eating and drinking, as if this group of gangsters were clowns, not to find trouble, but to perform to please them.

The more you don't think about something, the more you want to do something.

This iron rod was about to stick to Qin Shaojie's head, and the corners of the boss's mouth had unconsciously curled, revealing an extremely ugly and obscene smile, at this time, he seemed to have seen Qin Shaojie's head blooming, as if he had seen the scene of the three beauties enjoying themselves under him.

"Huh" The iron rod miraculously crossed Qin Shaojie's head with the sound of whirring, or rather----- Qin Shaojie dodged again.

Then the poor old man watched as he rounded his arm and turned again, and the iron rod struck at his head.

He wanted to let his hand go and let the iron rod fall, but his fingers did not obey him, and he could only watch as his hand grabbed the iron rod and knocked it on his head. So, he closed his eyes in pain, waiting for the pain to come.

"Bang"

The sound of the iron skin hitting the flesh rang out. The iron rod really lived up to expectations, and it hit the boss on the head very simply, and the boss suddenly felt a warm current flowing down from his head, and then, his eyes were full of small stars flashing and flashing, and finally, his eyes were full of fainting.

"Baga, he beat the boss, take the weapon, and go up together. The rest of the gangsters saw that the boss was knocked down by themselves, and immediately shouted, they felt that even if the boss knocked himself down, it was Qin Shaojie's ghost.

After shouting a sentence, the remaining gangsters scattered directly, surrounding Qin Shaojie and the others, and at the same time, they all took out weapons in their hands, some with iron rods and some with fruit knives.

The owner and waiter of the small shop who were behind the bar just now saw that there was going to be a fight, and they didn't know where to hide in fright. Leaving not too much space, let it be given to these two groups of people who want to fight to the death.

"A few people, have you eaten enough, do you want to move and digest it? Qin Shaojie looked at the third daughter of Jian Ting and asked.

"No, no. Angel stuffed another piece of sushi into her mouth and said vaguely. "This sushi is really delicious, we have to eat more, and we have to continue shopping in the afternoon, you should send them away, they are not tall, they are ugly, and they are ugly to speak." ”

"Yes. Dou Ruomei also interjected. "You didn't work last night, and now I'll leave it to you. ”

"Okay. Qin Shaojie said helplessly. Then, he pushed away his chair and stood up.

When several thugs saw Qin Shaojie stand up, they were startled, and they all took a step back, but they still didn't run away. They thought that Qin Shaojie was just playing a little trick to make their boss worse, as long as they were careful, surrounded him, and then went on together, they could definitely kill him. As for those three women------ what kind of fighting power women can have.

Qin Shaojie looked funny, what was this for? Standing up, they took a step back and didn't make a move, did they prepare to consume themselves in time?

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move, that's what this group of thugs thinks now.

But if I don't move, it doesn't mean that the enemy won't move first, and he will move quickly.

When a few thugs were thinking about how to start, they suddenly saw a shadow flash, and then, the green-haired thug closest to Qin Shaojie flew out upside down and hit the wall behind him, and the iron rod also fell on it with a "thud", and then he lost his combat effectiveness, and he lay on the ground and snorted in pain.

As for why he was going to open the knife first, Qin Shaojie had a reason, it was because the green-haired gangster spoke first, and he proposed to come over to find trouble, so Qin Shaojie decided to clean him up first.

The rest of the thugs were stunned.

What kind of person is this, could it be that the Super Saiyan has evolved in the end? Otherwise, how could it be so fast.

The gangsters were stunned, but Qin Shaojie moved again, the shadow flickered left and right, and in the blink of an eye, the remaining gangsters all fell to the ground, snorting in pain, the small shop with a small area was also messed up, and the tables, chairs, plates, and plates were smashed by the fallen gangsters.

"Baga, I'll fight with you. Qin Shaojie was about to sit back, but suddenly heard a shout behind him. Turning his head to look, he saw that the boss who knocked himself with blood all over his face and then fainted, I don't know when he woke up, grabbed a fruit knife on the ground and slashed at Qin Shaojie.

"Stupid!" Qin Shaojie gave him a sincere evaluation of these two words without hesitation.

No wonder there are few villains in your place, and each of your brains is like being filled with water, and they are not very easy to use.

I don't know how to run, what bullshit bushido spirit is, it's not a good thing, it's something that teaches you how to be willing to die, to put it bluntly, it's like entering a cult, and you can't tell right from wrong at all.

Qin Shaojie looked at the green hair on the boss's head and half of his face full of blood, and he really couldn't arouse interest in abusing him again. Although my body is not expensive, it is also a brand of goods, Baleno's. It's not good to be cheap.

The clothes can't be stained with blood, it doesn't mean that the soles of the shoes can't be stained with blood, so Qin Shaojie turned around and kicked in the air with an unusually chic volley, and then, a forty-yard big shoe print appeared on the boss's blood-filled half of his face.

"Bang", how did he get here, how did he fly back, and then unfortunately fainted again.

Qin Shaojie looked at the black shoe prints on the boss's face that were still stained with a little mud, and really regretted why he didn't step on the shit just now, otherwise he would have been energetic this time.

"It's so annoying, why don't you just kill it. When Qin Shaojie sat back, An Qi looked at the group of gangsters who were lying on the ground, snorting in pain but couldn't get up.

"Murder is a crime. Qin Shaojie said very seriously, and then, with a hint of cunning light flashing in his eyes, said. "Keep it, anyway, I'll use it later, it can just help us do things." ”

"Oh?" Dou Ruomei became interested, looked at Qin Shaojie and asked. "What's the fun at night?"

"Hey, keep it secret. Qin Shaojie smiled, looked at the gangsters on the ground again, and said. "You'll know at night, I'll give you a horse to ride if it's not fun. ”