The man in the flower shirt, the man in the corpse picking up the corpse, and others tried hard to move their bodies, allowing themselves to hide at the edge of the alley, away from the fight area, and at the same time, they looked at Qin Yang with gloating expressions.

You kid was so arrogant just now, but now you're done.

There are more than 20 thugs, it depends on how many you can beat!

Qin Yang stood there, looking at the thug holding up steel pipes, watermelon knife and other weapons rushing in like a tide. His fists suddenly clenched, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and his face was full of anger.

If the man who bravely stopped the man who picked up the corpse by bravely doing this night was not himself, but an ordinary person, what would be the result of him today?

Being crippled with your hands will affect your life?

Is the price of being a good person so heavy?

He knocked down the man in a floral shirt and the man in a corpse picking position. Then the other party called so many thugs, just because he was a practitioner. Otherwise, even if he had received special training, he would probably be beaten down by so many people!

Once you lie down, what are the consequences? You can think of them even with your toes!

A bunch of garbage!

The scum of society!

Qin Yang rushed over to face a group of thugs opposite, and an extremely strange scene appeared in the whole alley.

The dark alley is not spacious, with fierce thugs holding up all kinds of weapons on one side, and a young man with bare hands on the other side. Both sides are sprinting forward, and then both sides are striking hard together.

Qin Yang rushed into the crowd like a bullet shot from the gun chamber.

Sticks are flying, and the watermelon knife is shining with cold light...

The dull sound made by the stick hitting a person...

The sound of bone breaking...

The screams of people...

Qin Yang avoided the sticks that hit the vital points and the watermelon knives, and allowed other sticks to hit him, but his people were like ferocious beasts out of the cage, with powerful attacks constantly landing on the people around him.

His fists, his feet, his elbows, his knees, and even his head, seemed to have become invincible weapons.

He punched the chest of a person on the other side, and cracked, his ribs broke...

A sweeping leg swept the man's leg of the watermelon knife from behind, and the calf bone was broken...

He grabbed a man's clothes and dragged him over, and a fierce head hammer was knocked down, and the man's face fell down with a blossoming...

Qin Yang also got a lot of sticks on his body, but the sticks seemed to have no effect on him. His body seemed to be as strong and solid as steel bars were poured.

Qin Yang was moving forward, and he was like a fierce bayonet, breaking into the crowd of black people, constantly breaking through the black waves and moving forward.

He moves forward!

He is unstoppable!

He is unstoppable!

Just like looking down from the sky above the dark alley, you can see a strange scene. A large group of people rushed up, but were beaten step by step by step by step by step by step. Some people kept falling down, and on the road where one person kept moving forward, one opponent after another fell down.

The broken arms, the broken legs, the broken ribs, the bloody face...

The pride on the man in the floral shirt was frozen.

The man who picked up the corpse was filled with horror.

The confidence and confidence on the bald man Brother Qiang's face had completely disappeared, and all that was left was unconcealed panic.

Is this person a humanoid tyrannosaurus?

Is he Superman?

He saw with his own eyes that at least four or five iron rods fell on his back, but he still didn't knock him down. Instead, those people were dragged over by Qin Yang and punched him down.

The thugs who besieged Qin Yang saw the people around him fall one by one, from their previous excitement to their surprise and then to their fear. After falling down more than a dozen thugs, the remaining few retreated to the rear, and no one dared to stand in front of Qin Yang, because everyone who stood in front of him had been knocked down.

Qin Yang moved his steps and continued to move forward. As he advanced, the remaining thugs retreated one after another, looking terrified.

Brother Qiang swallowed a mouthful of water with a difficult time, looking embarrassed. He finally knew what Qin Yang said just now.

"I hope you will still have the momentum you are now!"

Brother Qiang's heart was so regretful that his intestines were blue.

MD, what is this person’s background? Have you practiced it? Otherwise, how could he fight so well?

What monster did Xiaoqi provoke?

"Brother, wait, let's talk!"

Qin Yang did not stop and continued to approach, saying coldly: "I haven't finished the fight yet. We'll talk after the fight!"

Brother Qiang was about to cry. None of the people who fell under his hands were slightly injured. They were all broken arms, legs and ribs. Or they had blood on their faces if the bridge of their nose collapsed. Although they were not fatal injuries, none of them were slightly injured!

If this is finished, wouldn’t I be like this?

Will you still talk about yarn then?

Brother Qiang couldn't help but step back, and said loudly: "Brother, let's forgive others if you have to. There is still a mountain high. I've decided to make a mistake. How can I give up? You can draw the way!"

"A mountain and a mountain are high?"

Qin Yang stopped and stared at Brother Qiang coldly: "What, do you still have a boss? Do you want to give you two minutes to call your boss to bring reinforcements?"

When the man in the floral shirt heard Qin Yang's words, he quickly lowered his head, wishing he could dig a hole on the ground and drill down.

Didn’t Qin Yang just give him two minutes to send him a rescue? Well, the rescuers came, and then all their arms and legs were broken, and they all fell down.

The man in the floral shirt felt desperate. If something happened like this today, Brother Qiang would definitely not let him go...

Brother Qiang subconsciously glanced at the man in the floral shirt next to him, and looked at the other party with his head down with his cringe. He even tore his heart into the fire pit. MD, you are pushing your boss and me into the fire pit!

Brother Qiang smiled reluctantly: "I don't have any boss? I just bring a group of little brothers to ask for food. Brother, my little brother doesn't know Mount Tai. I will admit it. You can tell me what you said, I will admit it."

Qin Yang stared at Brother Qiang coldly: "My principle is that people respect me one foot, I respect others one foot. If someone wants to offend me, I will offend others. Sooner or later, you must repay this principle. You should know better than me!"

Just as Qin Yang was about to rush up to fuck Brother Fengqiang and wait for the last few people, a harsh alarm sounded, and quickly stopped from far to near, and then a dense sound of footsteps sounded. A large group of policemen rushed into the alley and pointed their pistols at everyone.

"Let down your weapon!"

"Raise your hands, hold your head, and squat down!"

Qin Yang frowned, took no steps back, and then raised his hands. He didn't want to be accidentally injured by an armed corpse. Brother Qiang and others on the opposite side were not frightened at this moment, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, the police are here!
Chapter completed!