District 9

Uncle Wang asked with a heavy accent: "Do you want a kitchen knife?"

"We bought some takeout. We need to cut everything with a knife. I will return it to you in a while." Qin Yu responded with a smile.

"It's on the spicy side, don't lose it." Uncle Wang used to be from Wanwan, and his accent is very Q.

…

Ten minutes later.

Qin Yu strode out of the school with a kitchen knife in his arms. But this time he faced some so-called desperadoes, hob meat, but he didn't call Qi Lin and the others over again, because the other party was probably playing dirty tricks and had already reported the crime secretly. Then Qi Lin and the others would probably leave once they came. Don't fall off.

If neither Ye Lin nor Li Yuanzhen found Qin Yu after the incident, then they must not have figured out how important Huang Yongli was in Nanhu. But now that the other party has found these two people and offered three million in compensation, Qin Yu has already made a mental evaluation of this person and his "team".

Qin Yu walked out of the main entrance of the college and had nowhere to go. He stood next to the duty room and lit a cigarette, smoking slowly.

Less than five minutes later, a man in his thirties with a shaved head walked over with a car key in his hand: "Is your name Qin Yu?"

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded.

"Come, come here, I want to tell you something." The bald man stretched out his hand to grab Qin Yu's collar.

"Snapped!"

Qin Yu opened his palm with a slap, holding a cigarette in his mouth and replied: "If you have anything to do, just talk here."

"Ah, you know what we are here to do, right?" the bald man asked in a daze.

"I know." Qin Yu nodded: "If anyone wants to talk to me, just ask him to come over."

"You wait a moment."

The bald man turned around and left.

About five or six minutes later, a purple business car parked on the left side of the main entrance of the college. Another bald man in the car waved his hand towards Qin Yu: "Come on, come up."

Qin Yu walked over without hesitation, bent down and got into the car.

"Wow!"

The car door was pulled shut by the passenger, and the six or seven people in the car all turned to look at Qin Yu with stern expressions on their faces.

Qin Yu looked at this group of people and found that they were generally in their mid-thirties or older, and they looked fierce from all sides. They were either wearing tight jackets or sportswear.

The middle-aged man sitting next to Qin Yu is very strong, shaved bald, and has an eagle tattoo on his neck. His face is full of trouble. It is estimated that the court will give him a life sentence or a reprieve of death based on his appearance. .

"My name is Dalang, I am Lao Huang's brother," the middle-aged man touched his bald head and asked calmly: "How do you plan to solve the problem?"

"I'll give Brother Huang two hundred thousand." Qin Yu responded concisely.

"Two hundred thousand, do you think Brother Huang is a bad guy?!" the strong man in the co-pilot asked fiercely.

"I only have this much money, I don't have any more." Qin Yu said as he looked at Da Lang expressionlessly.

"hehe!"

Da Lang touched his bald head, pointed at Qin Yu and asked, "Do you think I dare not touch you when you are in the academy?"

"Do you dare to touch me at the entrance of the college?" Qin Yu asked directly.

"I really don't dare. The police school is so scary." Da Lang sneered and replied, "But you have to stay here for two years, and you won't go out anymore?"

Qin Yu was silent when he heard the sound.

"Do you still have a company in Nanhu?" The business car was very spacious. Da Lang crossed his legs and continued: "Why, you don't want to open a company? Do you believe it or not? If I say a word, you can even hire clerks. Not even."

Qin Yu rubbed his palms: "You just want to kill me?"

"Don't you have brothers? Do you have a gunman? You can call me in and try again!" Da Lang raised his right arm, grabbed the back of Qin Yu's neck with his hand, and said with a chuckle: "You are not old, you can still do things well." That’s pretty cruel! Nanhu has been the originator of ground games since the end of the fucking Qing Dynasty. Not to mention a kid like you, even if the toughest kid around comes here, he won’t dare to shoot casually!”

"Haha, yes." Qin Yu nodded with a smile.

"I'll give Han Tong some face, and I'll give you 500,000 less, and I'll give Li Yuanzhen some face, and I'll give you 500,000 less." Dalang raised two fingers in a low voice: "You take two hundred, and forget it. It’s over.”

After Qin Yu thought about it for a long time, he slowly put his right hand into his arms and responded with a smile: "Brother Lang, I can't get the money in a short time. Do you think this thing is worth two million?"

After saying that, Qin Yu directly pulled out the kitchen knife.

Dalang and others were stunned for a moment.

"There is an old saying that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake." Qin Yu held a kitchen knife in his right hand and said briefly: "But there is another saying, a fierce dragon cannot cross a river!"

"What the fuck?" Da Lang stretched out his hand and was about to press Qin Yu's neck.

"You're a bastard. I'll give Ye Lin and Li Yuanzhen some face. I'll chop you with twenty swords today." Qin Yu raised his arm and chopped it off with one blow.

"Pfft!"

The big kitchen knife fell, and blood spurted from Dalang's right arm.

"Baby!"

The two people in the back seat jumped up instantly and put their arms around Qin Yu's neck.

"Bang!"

Qin Yu was squeezed tightly against the middle row seat, but he didn't care about the people behind him. He only waved his arms crazily at Da Lang's head.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"...!"

Dalang and Qin Yu were almost sitting next to each other, so when the kitchen knife came, he had no room to dodge. He could only raise his arms to protect his vitals: "Fuck him, hold him down!"

No one in the car dared to bring a gun, because they came to the police academy, and their attitude was to scare Qin Yu and talk to him about compensation, so even if they really wanted to shoot him, they would have to wait. Let's talk after he leaves the academy.

Blood splattered in the car, and all the strong men at the front, back, left, and right stood up. Almost no one was afraid of knives, and they used both hands and arms to hold Qin Yu down.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Qin Yu leaned his back against the car door, turned sideways and slashed in the direction of the back seat, and then pulled the door handle very thiefly.

"Wow!"

The car door popped open, and Qin Yu fell out of the car on his back.

In the car, Da Lang, who had been chopped six or seven times, lowered his head and touched his flat nose, which was completely cut open, and shouted with completely red eyes: "Fuck me, I'd rather squat down at the waist of my pants and smash him to pieces!"

After saying that, six or seven people, including the driver, all got out of the car, and two of them were carrying baseball bats in their hands.

After Qin Yu stood up, he didn't look for anyone. He rushed towards the big wave and said, "You're such a bad mother, you're not doing so well, and I've made you pretend to be round! I have to chop off those three drops of water from you today." , let you completely become a good person!"

"Bang!"

The strong man on the left rounded the baseball bat with both hands and hit Qin Yu directly on the back of the head.

Qin Yu hunched his waist and carried it hard, feeling that his back was about to split.

"Snapped!"

Dalang lived up to the name of "Hob Meat". His hands went directly to Qin Yu's hand holding the kitchen knife and grabbed it, not afraid of cutting it at all.

In the duty room.

The police officers on duty were stunned. They looked at the people fighting outside in disbelief and cursed: "Fuck, how much did you drink? Why are you still doing it here?!"

In the hospital, many students stopped to watch. One of them took a phone and dialed Gu Yan's number: "Hey, where are you?"

"I'm fucking sleeping."

"Holy shit, Qin Yu got into a fight with a group of people at the door, and he even used a fucking knife!" the handsome young man yelled.

Gu Yan sat up and said, "Holy shit, what's the opponent's formation? Are there many people?"

"Six or seven people, all quite old."

"Then I'm still looking for someone who can do it. Let's gather the soldiers from District 8 and fuck them!" Gu Yan jumped out of bed in his underpants and ran towards the door with his bare feet.