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He stopped his teammates from continuing to violent, but he failed to stop Qiancangyi.

Qiancangyi didn't pay attention to the rest of the people at all. He picked up the stick again, and faced his face again, and then... again, these three sticks directly stunned the people under him.

At this time, as soon as Qiancang stopped, he glanced at the person next to him, his color sharp.

Once again, the wooden stick in his hand was smashed down again. So far, he has used his full strength in every stroke.

With a click, the stick broke.

"Release people." Qian Cangyi repeated.

The reason these people dare to do this is nothing more than occupying a ruthless word. They usually bully some ordinary people. These people are weak and can't pose a threat to them. Then there are fights between different groups. And this type of fight is just a ruthless word.

Even if they still have human lives on their hands, they have not experienced death themselves, but what about themselves? He has been hovering on the edge of death, and may fall into the abyss at any time.

Ruthless? You are not qualified yet.

Qiancang thought.

He waited for less than a second, and then inserted the broken wooden stick directly into the back of the palm of the leader of the assailant. Because the broken sticks were all sharp edges and corners, they could not be inserted directly, but only A part can be inserted, but this part is enough.

"Ah!!!" Another scream, but this scream was not as loud as that of the person who had been kicked.

The other five looked at each other and seemed to have reached some kind of agreement at the same time.

Since you are ruthless, I am more ruthless than you!

This idea came into their minds at the same time.

The five people surrounded the sacks with small drill winds, and then simultaneously waved the wooden sticks in their hands.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Xiao Zuanfeng yelled twice and there was no sound.

At this time, Qiancang stopped instead. He stood up and coldly looked at the five people who were beating the small wind, or more accurately, looked at the sack among the five.

The five people saw that Qiancang had stopped, so after two more hits, they also stopped.

"Hmph, are you scared?" one of them said, with provocation in his words.

"Still boring?" he asked.

He said this to the people in the sack.

"Just let him go, we will spare your colleague the life, otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite." One of the five said.

At this time, the light outside the door turned on.

Wang Pan was finally awakened by the noise, of course, it is also possible that he finally decided to come forward to mediate.

He stood outside the door, although the situation inside the door could not be seen clearly, but he could still get a general idea.

"What happened? Chang Shuo." Wang Pan was puzzled.

"Uncle Wang, someone is making trouble, help me get the kitchen knife." Qiancang didn't return.

"What do you want a kitchen knife for?" Wang Pan was even more confused.

"Do me a favor." Qian Cangyi didn't explain why.

"You..." What else Wang Pan wanted to say.

"I don't know you like to talk nonsense so much?" Qian Cang asked back, his tone was very strong.

Wang Pan sighed, did not continue to ask, but turned and walked towards the kitchen.

The sound of sobbing came from the sack, and the crying became louder and louder as time passed.

"Don't cry!" The five people standing by the sack kicked.

This foot made the crying less, but it didn't stop the crying.

In the sack, Xiao Zuanfeng continued to rub his hands around his body, trying to relieve the pain caused by the beating, but every time he touched a place, he couldn't help taking a breath. He had heard all Qian Cangyi's words just now, and he also heard the sentence, "Is it boring?" This simple sentence represented Qian Cangyi's attitude towards him.

Thinking back to the comfortable life before entering this movie, Xiao Zuanfeng couldn't help his nose sore. He wanted to vent his grievances, but worried that he would be beaten.

Wang Pan handed the kitchen knife to Qiancang's hand.

"Can you tell me what you are going to do now?" Wang Pan was still a little worried.

At this time, except for the small drill wind tied in the sack, everyone else looked at Qiancangyi, including the three attackers who were still lying on the ground.

If there is a gun, how can it be so troublesome? It's a pity that Chang Shuo was depreciated because of the gun match. As for Bai Hanyan's gun match, because he is a newcomer, he has not been dispatched yet.

Qiancang thought when he looked at the kitchen knife in his hand.

Then, he stepped on the palm of the person next to his foot and squatted down, "Don't move, don't blame me if you chop too much." As soon as he finished speaking, he chopped it down, the knife made a harsh sound on the ground, and at the same time , A little finger also separated from the palm.

There was another scream, but this time, it lasted a long time.

"Chang Shuo! Do you know what you are doing!" Wang Pan was shaking with anger.

Qiancang Yi picked up the finger of the little finger with his left hand and threw it at the five people, "You can continue to fight, I don't have time to accompany you. If you hit, I will chop off his finger, and then chop off his toe. , Until all cuts are finished. Don’t worry, even if he doesn’t have the ability to live in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will take care of him for the rest of his life."

Speaking of this, Qiancang smiled, like an evil spirit returning from hell, "The policeman in the sack is called Bai Hanyan. You can kill him directly. Then, I will send you to prison and see me clearly. Clothes? I will use all my relationships to make you die in prison. If you don’t believe it, try."

"Now, let him go! Give you five seconds." Qiancang sternly.

The five of them looked at the little finger on the ground, and began to hesitate in their hearts.

Even if the other party's words may be deceptive, the fingers on the ground will not cheat.

"No! No! Please, let me go, stop fighting, stop fighting, we stop fighting." The man who lost his little finger shouted desperately.

The five did not move.

"Five!" Qiancang's voice suddenly increased.

The other party did not move.

"four!"

"Let him go! You guys, do you really want to see Lao Tzu's fingers chopped off? I'm grass!"

"three!"

"two!"

"One!"

Qiancang speeded up his speech as soon as he read to the back, then he lifted the knife again.

"Let it go, let's let it..." The other party finally compromised.

However, Qiancangyi's movements did not stop, and the knife fell in his hand. Before the sack was untied, the finger of the ring finger was thrown in front of the five people.

"Five!" Qiancangyi continued the countdown.

...

"He stayed and the others left." Qiancang pointed at one of the attackers.

The little drill wind was released, his face is very abnormal now, maybe his internal organs were injured when he was beaten with a stick just now.

"Why... why?" the person left asked.

"Why? If it weren't for this horrible place, there would be no way to imprison eight people, don't even want to leave any of you!" Qian Cang pointed to the five and said.