The young man turned his hands outwards at a strange angle and could not speak a word. He could only fall to the ground and roll around desperately, screaming. He fainted from the pain after a few screams.
When several people in the alley saw this scene, they all changed their minds.
The leader, a thin man in colorful clothes, roared angrily: "Whoever dares to touch our Big Sword Gang! Come together and chop him up!"
Several gangsters drew out their machetes and swarmed forward, slashing down Qianye's head and face. The machetes they used were all of the same style, about half a meter long, with thick backs and straight blades. With such weight and sharpness, one slash could break bones.
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These gangsters all had distorted and ferocious faces, and they clearly exerted great effort in their movements. Several machetes roared, as if they were eager to cut Qianye into several pieces immediately.
Qianye dealt with it very easily. He turned slightly and walked through the gap between the two machetes. He grabbed the thin man in the lead, swung his arm and slapped him against the wall on the side of the alley.
There was a muffled bang, and a human-shaped pit appeared on the red brick wall. The skinny man's entire body was embedded in the wall, and he passed out immediately.
At the same time, Qianye kicked the gangster who was rushing toward him with a side kick, sending him flying more than ten meters. Then he waved his backhand and slapped the other gangster into the air, spinning around for several times before landing on the ground.
The blood mixed with a few teeth was splashed on the wall on the other side.
In a blink of an eye, only the last one of the group of gangsters was left, and he was also the most ruthless strong man. However, he tried his best to slash, but he still couldn't get the corner of Qianye's clothes. Qianye casually held his wrist and twisted it.
With one move, he easily turned the strong man's arm, which was as thick as an ordinary person's calf, and sent the machete's blade into his own belly.
In an instant, except for Qianye, no one in the entire alley could stand up.
Qianye's frowning eyebrows did not go away, and his intuition told him that this matter did not seem to be as simple as it seemed. Even in places like Blackstream City and Dark Blood City on the Evernight Continent, where strong men represent the law
, the gangsters in the city would not act so cruelly for no special reason.
Qianye turned around, and another strong man with a bald head and tattoos rushed out of the alley behind him. With a murderous look on his face, he held a large-caliber force gun and pointed it at Qianye and pulled the trigger.
Before the trigger even reached the end, Qianye stomped hard on the ground. A shock wave sent along the ground to the soles of the strong man's feet, causing him to fly up into the air. As for the roaring shot, he didn't know where it hit.
Went.
With a plop, the bald man fell heavily to the ground, and even the force gun flew out of his hand. Qianye appeared beside him at some point, stretched out his right hand, and steadily caught the force gun that fell from the air.
The bald man was about to turn over when he suddenly found that the still-hot muzzle of the Force gun was pressed against his cheekbone, and he did not dare to move at that moment.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stuttered: "No, don't kill me! I am also following orders, there is nothing I can do about it!"
Qianye ignored him and slowly raised his head.
A ferocious man with a height of two meters was walking slowly into the alley. His robe was open, revealing a strong chest covered with black hair, and three swords, one long and two short, hung conspicuously on his waist.
The man walked to stand ten meters away from Qianye, pointed at himself with his thumb, and said: "I am Ma Zuo, and the brothers on the road call me Masandao. But in recent years, you can see my third sword."
There aren’t many people with swords left.”
Qianye looked at Masandao. In the real field of vision, the nine Force nodes on Masandao were shining brightly, and the aura was very strong. However, the activity of the Force in each node was different, some were too active, and some were not enough.
, and also mixed with a lot of impurities.
It seems that the man who calls himself Ma Sandao is a ninth-level warrior, and has been at this level for a long time. However, his training foundation is not good, and although the force is deep, it is not pure enough. It is very difficult to be promoted to a warrior.
difficulty.
Ma Santian frowned. Qianye's eyes that suddenly turned blue made him extremely uncomfortable. He felt as if he was suddenly naked from the inside out and could be seen at a glance.
He spat with some annoyance, took out his sword from its sheath, pointed at Qianye, and shouted: "Boy, you're in trouble, someone paid a lot of money to let me take your life. Now let go of the bald head, and then take care of that
Hand over the batch of goods, Master Ma, I will make the decision and give you a happy time!"
Qianye simply said: "I don't have the habit of letting go of people who want to kill me."
As he said that, he directly pulled the trigger, and with the roar of the force gun, the strong man's head was blown to pieces.
"Bald!!" Ma Sandao roared wildly, his face turned livid instantly, his eyes fixed on Qianye like spitting fire, "Okay! I haven't seen such a reckless boy like you in many years! It seems that recently
I don’t go out much, and no one remembers who Masandao is. Don’t worry, kid, after I kill you, I will try my best to find your family and let them bury you together. Die, kid!”
Ma Sandao jumped up and rushed in front of Qianye in an instant. With the strong wind, his long sword struck Qianye on the head.
In Qianye's eyes, before the Ma Sandao was swung down, the surrounding force had already been affected by it and rippled, and a ripple was emitted in front of the blade, clearly showing the killing trajectory of the sword.
The moment Qianye took a step forward, the blade passed by him and he passed easily.
Ma Sandao was shocked. In fact, even if Qianye held the sword head-on, Ma Sandao would not be more surprised. At his level, although he could not arouse the power of heaven and earth like a warrior, he could already affect the direction of the attack.
In this area, a normal opponent would never dare to cross the blade so hurriedly. But Qianye not only did it, he was also unscathed.
However, although Ma Sandao was surprised, his men did not stop for a moment. He took advantage of the momentum and continued to charge forward. He pulled out a short knife with his left hand and slashed Qianye's waist with his backhand.
The angle of this knife is very tricky, and the force of the blade shoots out more than half a meter long. Once it cuts into the body skin, it is almost the same as being hit directly by the blade.
However, Qianye didn't even move his steps. He just drew in his abdomen and avoided another killing blow from Ma Sandao.
This time Ma Sandao was really shocked. He raised his long sword and pointed it at Qianye, gritting his teeth and said: "You little bastard, you can't tell it's quite slippery! I'll show you my third sword right now."
knife!"
As he spoke, Ma Sandao's left hand reached for the third knife at his waist. However, he already held a short knife in his left hand. Did he plan to grab two knives with one hand?
But Qianye saw that the force force suddenly fluctuated at the blade of the long sword in Ma Sandao's right hand, and a line went straight forward, heading straight for Qianye's chest.
Qianye's heart moved, the Crimson Fang was already in his hand, and then he raised his hand, and a shining sword light appeared in front of him.
At this moment, Ma Sandao shouted loudly, the sword shook, and the tip suddenly separated from the blade, shooting out like lightning, piercing Qianye's heart. It turned out that this was his third sword!
At this time, the light curtain curled up by the Crimson Fang had taken shape, and with a bang, the blade of the Masandao hit it head-first, then bounced away and flew away far away.
So that’s it! Qianye suddenly understood. He could see the flow of the force in the real field of vision, and he could judge the opponent’s attack route accordingly. Although it was only a short-term prediction, in the ever-changing close combat, this gave him an opportunity.
Enough to change the outcome of the battle.
Qianye reached out to his waist and wiped it. The bloody mandala fell into his left hand and he aimed directly at Masandao.
Ma Sandao suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of danger, which was the fear of death at his fingertips. However, in close combat, the force gun could only exert limited power. He roared and threw himself at Qianye.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides entered the melee range, and the force gun was useless. Qianye shouted, but did not distance himself. He turned his right wrist and stabbed Ma San's chest and abdomen with his crimson fangs.
Ma Sandao let out a strange cry, crossed his swords, and twisted towards the short blade. But for some reason, Qianye's sword thrust became slower and slower, and Ma Sandao came last, catching the Crimson Fang.
As soon as the three knives came into contact, Ma Sandao was struck by thunder. The two knives flew out of his hands. The crimson teeth did not pause at all and pierced directly into his abdomen until the handle was gone.
Qianye exerted force on his hand, and the Ma Sandao flew backwards, hit the wall of the courtyard beside the alley, and fell to the ground. However, there was not a trace of blood left on the edge of Crimson Fang's Senhan blade.
Qianye walked towards Masandao, "Now, tell me who wants my life. If you are more cheerful and I am in a good mood, I might spare your life. It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me.
Let’s see who can be tougher between you and them.”
As he spoke, Qianye had a bunch of strange gadgets in his hand, like various kinds of metal wires. Ma Sandao's expression immediately changed. Of course he knew what they were. They were special torture tools! These strange shapes
This little thing, in the hands of an expert, will be much more terrifying than a whip or a branding iron.
Seeing Qianye approaching, Ma Sandao couldn't help but tremble and shouted hurriedly: "Wait a minute! I have something to say! You have provoked someone you can't afford to offend. It's best to put the goods down now and fly away!"
"Can't afford to offend? How unprovoked?" Qianye took another step forward.
At this moment, Qianye suddenly felt something strange around him, and seemed to hear some kind of strange scream in his ears. The sound was actually very slight, but now it was extremely clear. This can only be said that the surrounding was too quiet.
Qianye stopped, his eyes turned blue again, the string of jumping gadgets quietly disappeared in his palm, and his hand was placed on the holster at his waist.
At this moment, the sun is high in the sky, pouring its scorching light down, and the chirping of cicadas can be heard in the distance. If you ignore the few gangsters on the ground who don't know whether they are alive or dead, then the only two people left alive in the entire alley are Qianye and Masandao.
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It's too quiet.
It is daytime now. This alley is located in the central area of the city. Although it is a little remote, no one will be seen at the alley for a long time. Where have all the people gone?
Ma Sandao, who was on the ground, was covering the wound on his abdomen with one hand and kept panting. The look of fear on his face became thicker, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
The silence was suddenly broken by the sound of a roaring engine. An armed off-road vehicle squeezed into the alley and stopped abruptly.
Several soldiers jumped out of the car, all pointing their guns in this direction. The colors and emblems of their military uniforms clearly showed the identity of the Zhao family's private army, and they were the city defense forces of Li Bin City.