Chapter 511: The Sword Is Still Young [First Update]

Chapter five hundred and eleventh: The sword is not old

After a while, a terrifying scene appeared.

Wang Suhong couldn't help but panic and hid behind her husband.

Because in all directions, groups of people came running quickly. Some of these people ran out with bricks in their hands, some with pick handles, and some with kitchen knives.

It was so dark that it directly surrounded Luo Zhentian and the others in the center. Looking around, there are more than two hundred people.

"Who blew the whistle?"

A two-meter-tall man in a black leather jacket came out with a cigarette in his mouth and asked coldly.

"Six, Brother Six!" The red-haired Xiaowei said vaguely, spurting blood, "He, they, rubbed (beaten), rubbed (beaten) me."

"Soldier?" The man called Sixth Brother raised his eyelids and glanced at Luo Yufeng and the others, "Why don't you take it with you in the barracks, and run to our Young Master Han's territory to be frightened? "

"Hmph, he beat my friend. If I didn't beat that red-haired man to death, I'd be showing mercy."

Luo Yufeng said bluntly.

"If that's the case, then you all stay here. Those who moved us will each keep a hand." Sixth Brother waved his hand, which meant that he was going to do something.

"Who dares to touch Deputy Commander Luo!"

The guard immediately drew his gun and pointed at the sixth brother in front of him, "Anyone who dares to hurt Deputy Commander Luo will be shot!"

As soon as the guard drew his gun, the punks were dumbfounded.

It's okay for these people to chop people with knives. When have they ever seen a gun as a murderous weapon.

"What's wrong with the deputy commander!" The sixth brother was stunned for a moment at first, but soon laughed again, "Our young master Han is also a person with a background. Besides, you only have one gun and a few bullets. And how many bullets do we have here? There are hundreds of people, and they are all punks. If you can get a deputy commander before you die, it will be worth it if you die."

With that said, he took a step forward.

"Stop!" The guard reflexively wanted to shoot. But as the sixth brother walked forward, more than 200 people around seemed to be led by him, and they all took a step forward, which shocked the guards.

Indeed, he had only one gun, and only one bullet in it. Who should be shot with this shot?

The gun in the guard's hand began to swing from side to side, and his eyes kept wandering around those bastards.

Sixth Brother smiled disdainfully. After all, he was a soldier who had never been on the battlefield, so his aura frightened him.

"Xiao Wang, hold on tight."

Luo Zhentian also saw the panic of his guards, and reminded him aloud.

"Yes, Chief!" The young officer responded and began to take a deep breath.

"Leave it to me here." Qin Chao came over at this time, reached out and patted the guard's shoulder, and then stood in front of him, "I'm the best at dealing with these gangsters. Go and protect my father-in-law .”

A word about my father-in-law caused the expressions of several people present to vary.

Of course Luo Qinglin's face was full of shyness, while Luo Zhentian's body trembled. But seeing Sun Xueyuan and Sun Yan hugging each other, the old man could only sigh silently.

Wang Suhong frowned tightly, as if she was dissatisfied with Qin Chao's thick skin.

"Another one who took the initiative to die." Seeing Qin Chao walk out, the sixth brother exhaled a puff of cigarettes and asked disdainfully, "Who are you messing with?"

"Me? I'm with Li Baishan." Qin Chao stood there, casually took out a cigarette, put it on his mouth and lit it.

"Li Baishan? Who is that?"

A group of gangsters looked at each other.

"Boy, do you think you can fool me by just making up a name?" The sixth brother's face twitched, "When I came out to mess around, you didn't know where to play with your papa!"

"Hehe..." Qin Chao smiled coldly, not caring what the sixth brother said.

He just glanced twice, and he could see that among the more than 200 people, the people who joined in the fun accounted for the vast majority. Although there were a lot of people, it was far from the scene when I was being chased and hacked by a group of real gangsters when I was protecting Liao Shasha.

"Sixth Brother, right?" Qin Chao raised his head suddenly, and carefully glanced at the giant man in front of him.

"That's right, but you can't call Sixth Brother's name. You boy, you have to call me Sixth Master."

"No matter what you are. When crying to your master, remember to report my name, Qin Chao."

After finishing speaking, Qin Chao threw the cigarette butt on the ground and smashed it out with his feet.

"I really don't know how to live or die!" The sixth brother twisted his neck and made a joint cracking sound. Then, he raised his right leg and kicked two feet in the air, making a sound like a pop.

"Look, look, Brother Six's Tan legs!"

All the gangsters suddenly became excited.

"Boy, if you die today, you have to die to understand."

The sixth brother kicked his legs twice, then bent his knees, stood on the ground alone, and put on a pose he thought was cool.

"Your Sixth Master, I am a gangster, but I am different from these ordinary gangsters. Sixth Master, I have practiced Tan legs, and I am a descendant of the former Northern Shaolin. Boy, today you died on my lap, it is also considered a You are honored."

Qin Chao looked at this gigantic man who was a bit of a joke, and he really couldn't laugh or cry. He could only shrug his shoulders and give him three words, "Crazy."

"Damn it, I think you are screwed!" The sixth brother was furious when he heard that this guy dared to scold him. Without even thinking about it, he flew a kick, a whip leg, and threw it towards Qin Chao's head.

This leg can be said to be majestic. The kick made a piercing sound in the air.

Brother Six was originally named Di Liu, and he did learn martial arts in Northern Shaolin for a period of time when he was young. But because he likes to hate and fight bravely, he is often scolded by the abbot. Once, while the abbot was fast asleep, he hit the abbot on the head with a brick. If the abbot hadn't practiced Iron Head Kungfu, his bald head would have been cut open.

Then Di Liu was kicked out of Shaolin, wandered to Zhongchuan City, and became a gangster. Because he has some kung fu, he can easily bully and bully ordinary people, so he was appreciated by the underground boss of this area, Mr. Han, and he was promoted to be the leader of this area.

Di Liu's reputation has always been resounding, and he has never met an opponent in this mixed urban and rural area.

But today, he encountered the most terrifying enemy in his life.

"Crack!" Qin Chao just stretched out his hand lightly, grabbed Di Liu's kick from the side of his head, and then pinched it.

"Ah!" Di Liu thought that he could kick this pretentious guy over with one kick, but he was restrained in the end, and his ankle seemed to be clamped by iron clamps, so he couldn't move. And when the other party exerted force, the bone seemed to be broken.

"You, you, you... let go, let go!"

"With such a little ability, how dare you run out to mess around?" Qin Chao chuckled, and the strength in his hands increased a little.

"Ahhh!" Di Liu felt the pain in his bones, and couldn't help screaming. The punks around were pale with fright, and looked at the man in front of them in horror.

"What are you all doing in a daze, damn it, save me!" Di Liu looked at the gangsters under him, and they were so frightened that they were dumbfounded, and couldn't help cursing immediately.

"Yes, hurry up, save Sixth Brother!"

"Damn it, let go!"

"Chop him up!"

A group of gangsters rushed up immediately, vying to kill Qin Chao and grab a credit in front of Sixth Brother.

"Everyone hide behind me." Luo Yufeng quickly placed a triangle with the guards and Qin Chao's position, protecting everyone in the center. He wasn't afraid to pick too many, because there were so many gangsters, even if there were a sea of ​​people, they were all rubbish in his eyes.

But because Linlin and the others are behind them, they are afraid that these people will be harmed unnecessarily, so protecting them is the most important thing.

But Luo Zhentian threw away his military overcoat and took two steps outside.

"Old man, what are you going to do?"

Wang Suhong was startled by Luo Zhentian's actions.

"Old? I'm not old yet!" Luo Zhentian laughed, clenched his fists and said, "If the killer king of my majestic independent regiment can't even deal with a few bastards, how can I have any face when I go down?" See those brothers!"

As he spoke, the old man swung his fist, and cleanly knocked the gangster flying in front of him.

The bastard's nose was bloodied, and he lay on the ground humming.

Luo Zhentian shook his fist, and said with a chuckle, "They're all a bunch of scumbags who have been hollowed out by alcohol. If I were twenty years younger, I could blow his face straight with this punch."

Everyone was speechless.

"Uncle is indeed a treasured sword!"

Sun Xueyuan's eyes were also full of admiration, he was an old man in his 60s, and his skills were still so vigorous. And looking at myself, at such a young age, he has become like a waste.

Even Wang Suhong looked at her husband differently.

"Hehehe, of course." Luo Zhentian's face was full of arrogance, "It's basically easy to deal with these little bastards. Look at my flying legs!"

As the old man spoke, he kicked a bastard in the chest.

The bastard immediately sat down on the ground, and without waiting for everyone to admire, Luo Zhentian suddenly pressed his waist, and his face burst into cold sweat.

"Oh... I, my waist... I twisted it."

Qin Chao is sweating coldly, after all, he is an elderly person, his body is just not good enough.

He grabbed Di Liu's leg and lifted him up, flying around like a stick.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a heavy impact sound, and those gangsters were all blown away by Di Liu's body.

This Di Liu was stunned in a short while, his eyes were full of little stars.

This Qin Chao made full use of his body, slapping left and right, so happy. Moreover, Qin Chao's most sinister thing was that he pressed a layer of chaotic vitality on Di Liu's body, so that although Di Liu bumped into himself, it hurt, but he would not be injured. But the other punks who were hit were not so lucky, as if they were hit by an iron rod, their bones were shattered, blood spattered, and they were knocked down to the ground.

What's it like to get hit by a metal baseball bat? His bones were cracked and he couldn't get up for a long time.

After a while, the ground was full of gangsters lying and humming. Although there are many of them, the weapons in their hands are too short. Whether it's a kitchen knife or a pickaxe, it's not as long as Di Liu's body.

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