One-click Recovery Since I was a Special Soldier

"It seems that there is no escape this time..." Qin Yuan sighed in his heart and clenched his fists.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on a motorcycle not far away.

Qin Yuan's mind turned rapidly, and a bold idea emerged in his mind. He pressed Lin Wan behind the trash can and whispered: "Wan'er, wait for me here, don't go anywhere."

"What are you going to do? Brother Qin Yuan!" Lin Wan had a bad premonition in her heart and reached out to grab him.

"Don't worry, I will be fine." Qin Yuan gently patted the back of her hand, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Just watch here, how I play Zhao Tianlong and his group of trash around!"

After saying that, he no longer hesitated, rushed out in one step, and went straight to the motorcycle.

"There! Catch him!" Scarface's eyes were sharp, and he saw Qin Yuan at a glance, and he immediately shouted excitedly.

A dozen thugs pounced on Qin Yuan like hungry wolves, with machetes and steel pipes in their hands, as if they were going to tear him into pieces.

Qin Yuan sneered. Facing this mob, he didn't take it seriously at all. His figure flashed like a ghost, easily dodging all attacks, and at the same time, his fists fell like raindrops, accurately hitting the vital points of each thug.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull collisions sounded, accompanied by a few screams, and those thugs fell to the ground and wailed like wheat being cut down.

Scarface couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he saw this. He never thought that this seemingly thin young man actually had such terrifying skills!

"Damn it, come on! Come on! Whoever dares to retreat, I will chop him!" Scarface roared fiercely, waving the machete in his hand to give himself courage.

However, his threat did not work at all. Those thugs were already scared by Qin Yuan, and they were afraid to move forward, fearing that they would become the next unlucky person.

Qin Yuan approached Scarface step by step, and the smile on his mouth became colder and colder, as if the god of death was approaching, which made Scarface feel creepy.

"You...what do you want to do?" Scarface's voice trembled a little, and he said calmly, "I tell you, I am Zhao Tianlong's man. If you dare to touch a hair of mine, he will never let you go!"

"Zhao Tianlong?" Qin Yuan sneered disdainfully as if he had heard a funny joke, "A waste who can only hide behind a woman, is worthy of my attention?"

"You..." Scarface was speechless. Although he was Zhao Tianlong's subordinate, he also knew the details of his boss, that is, a second-generation ancestor who relied on the family power to bully others. In terms of ruthlessness and means, compared with the killing god in front of him, it was simply a world of difference.

"You... don't come over here!" Scarface retreated in fear, but accidentally tripped over the garbage on the ground and sat on the ground, looking miserable.

Qin Yuan looked down at him, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain. He slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to pinch Scarface's chin, and said in a stern tone: "Go back and tell Zhao Tianlong to clean his neck and wait, I will go to him soon to settle accounts!"

After that, he suddenly threw his hand and threw Scarface aside like garbage. Then, he ignored the people wailing on the ground, walked straight to the motorcycle, rode on it, stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle made a roar, rushed out like an arrow from a string, and disappeared into the night.

Only Scarface and others were left lying on the ground, looking at Qin Yuan's back in shock, and couldn't come back for a long time...

Qin Yuan rode a motorcycle, like a black lightning, shuttling through the night. The wind whistled in his ears, and the light and shadow of the street lamp quickly passed over his face, reflecting a coldness. He knew that Zhao Tianlong would not give up, and what happened tonight was just the beginning.

Returning to the downstairs of Lin Wan's house, Qin Yuan turned off the engine, and the heavy motorcycle made a reluctant roar. He looked up and saw the warm light from the windows on the third floor, which was particularly conspicuous in the night.

"Are you back?" Lin Wan opened the door and saw Qin Yuan, who was safe and sound, and was obviously relieved, but then frowned again, "Why did you come back on someone else's motorcycle? Where is your own car?"

"A little trouble, solved." Qin Yuan smiled faintly and handed her the helmet, "Put it up for me."

Lin Wan took the helmet and did not ask any more questions, but whispered: "Come in first."

Inside the house, the warm yellow light dispelled the chill of the night, and the faint aroma of food filled the air, making Qin Yuan feel a long-lost warmth.

"Why are you cooking? Didn't I say I'll do all these things?" Qin Yuan looked at the steaming food on the table, his heart warmed, but his tone remained calm.

"Wait for you to come back to cook? I don't know how long you'll be hungry." Lin Wan rolled her eyes at him, with a hint of anger in her tone, "Go wash your hands and eat."

It was a simple meal, but the two of them ate in silence. Qin Yuan's mind kept flashing past fragments, and the flames of hatred burned in his heart, making him unable to calm down. Lin Wan carefully observed his expression, her heart full of worry and uneasiness.

"Are you... okay?" Lin Wan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking.

Qin Yuan raised his head, met her concerned eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"But..." Lin Wan wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Qin Yuan.

"Lin Wan," Qin Yuan put down his chopsticks and looked at her deeply, "There are some things I have to do. Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."

"I know." Lin Wan lowered her head, her voice choked, "I'm just... worried about you."

"Silly." Qin Yuan reached out and gently stroked her hair, "I'll be fine. When I finish these things, we will..."

His words stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he turned his head to look out the window.

"What's wrong?" Lin Wan was startled by his sudden change. She followed his gaze and saw only a dark night sky.

"There is murderous intent." Qin Yuan spit out three words coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, a loud noise came, and the whole building shook violently. Lin Wan screamed, and before she could react, she was pulled up by Qin Yuan and protected behind him.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise, the living room window exploded instantly, countless glass fragments flew out, reflecting a frightening cold light under the light.

A black shadow broke through the window, carrying a chilling murderous aura, and rushed straight to Qin Yuan.

"Looking for death!" Qin Yuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he pushed Lin Wan away, and at the same time, his figure flashed and rushed towards the black shadow.

The fists and palms collided, making a dull explosion.

"It's you?!" Seeing the face of the person who came, Qin Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

The person who came was none other than the scarred face he had taught a lesson before!

"Boy, you dare to embarrass my boss, today I will let you die without a burial place!" Scarred face was hideous, his eyes were full of resentment and madness.

"Just you?" Qin Yuan sneered, his eyes full of disdain, "Isn't the lesson I taught you last time enough?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll kill you!" Scarface roared, and rushed forward again, with a shining dagger in his hand, stabbing Qin Yuan's chest.

Qin Yuan did not dodge, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to touch his clothes, he turned his body to the side, dodging the attack of Scarface by a millimeter, and at the same time, he made a lightning move and grabbed his wrist.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Scarface's wrist was twisted by Qin Yuan, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Scarface screamed miserably, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear.

"With this little ability, you dare to come and die?" Qin Yuan looked at him coldly, without any mercy in his eyes.

"You... don't be so proud!" Scarface gritted his teeth while enduring the severe pain, "My boss's men will be here soon, and you'll just have to wait for death!"

"Really?" Qin Yuan raised a playful arc at the corner of his mouth, "I want to see who dies first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and then a dozen big men in black entered one after another, surrounding Qin Yuan and Lin Wan.

The leader was tall, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. He was gentle, but gave people a sense of majesty without anger.

"Zhao Tianlong!"

Seeing the person coming, Qin Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and the murderous intent on his body instantly reached its peak.

Zhao Tianlong pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and raised a cold smile, "Qin Yuan, we meet again. It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not deep enough."

"Deep?" Qin Yuan sneered disdainfully, "Those useless subordinates of yours are not even qualified to tickle me, how can they be qualified to talk about lessons?"

"Boy, you are stubborn!" A big man in black standing behind Zhao Tianlong shouted angrily, "I'll let you know what it means to live a life worse than death!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Tianlong glanced at the subordinate coldly, then turned his gaze to Qin Yuan again, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes, "Qin Yuan, I admit that you have some skills, but two fists can't beat four hands. Do you really think you can walk out of here alive?"

"Can you walk out alive? You will know if you try it?" Qin Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and a powerful momentum burst out from him, oppressing the air around him as if it were solidified.

Zhao Tianlong was shocked, this kid's strength seemed to have improved a lot!

However, the people he brought with him were not comparable to those drunkards before. Each of them was a tough guy who had experienced hundreds of battles. Today, Qin Yuan must be kept here no matter what!

"Go! Kill him!" Zhao Tianlong's face darkened and he shouted sternly.

A dozen black-clothed men received the order and rushed towards Qin Yuan like a tiger descending from the mountain, waving their machetes and iron rods.

Facing this group of ferocious enemies, Qin Yuan did not show any fear on his face, but instead showed a bloodthirsty sneer.

"Looking for death!"

He roared, his figure flashed like a ghost, and he rushed into the crowd in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fists and feet collided, making a series of dull sounds.

Although those black-clothed men were numerous, they were as vulnerable as chickens and dogs in front of Qin Yuan. In almost a blink of an eye, seven or eight people fell to the ground, wailing.

"Waste! All of them are a bunch of waste!" Zhao Tianlong's face suddenly turned pale when he saw this, and he pointed at his men and cursed.

"Come on together! I don't believe we can't kill him!"

The remaining men in black looked at each other, and fear flashed in their eyes, but under the pressure of Zhao Tianlong's power, they still rushed forward.

However, their results were no different from those of the previous ones. In front of Qin Yuan's absolute strength, their so-called "power in numbers" was simply a joke.

In less than a minute, all the black-clothed men were lying on the ground, with bruised faces and swollen noses, wailing, as if it was hell on earth.

"That's it?" Qin Yuan clapped his hands and looked at Zhao Tianlong with disdain, "Is this what you call reliance?"

Zhao Tianlong's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He never thought that Qin Yuan would be so terrifying, just like a killing god crawling out of hell.

"You... what do you want to do?" Zhao Tianlong suppressed the fear in his heart and asked fiercely.

"What?" Qin Yuan raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth and slowly walked towards Zhao Tianlong, "What do you think?"

Looking at Qin Yuan's cold eyes, Zhao Tianlong suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but found that his legs were out of control, as if they were filled with lead and could not move at all.

"You... don't come over!" Zhao Tianlong said in a trembling voice, "I... I am from the Zhao family. If you dare to touch me, my eldest brother will not let you go!"

"Zhao family?" Qin Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Do you think you can scare me by moving out of the Zhao family?"

He grabbed Zhao Tianlong's collar, lifted him up, and said coldly: "I don't care who you are, you must die today!"

"No! Don't kill me! I... I was wrong! Please, spare me!" Zhao Tianlong completely collapsed. He never thought that he would end up in such a situation.

Looking at Zhao Tianlong begging desperately, Qin Yuan's eyes had no mercy. He slowly raised his right hand, put his five fingers together into a claw, and grabbed Zhao Tianlong's neck.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly shot out from outside the door and rushed straight to Qin Yuan's face.

Qin Yuan frowned slightly and had to give up killing Zhao Tianlong. He flashed and barely avoided the attack of the black shadow.

"Who is it?!" Qin Yuan turned his head and looked at the door, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He saw a tall and beautiful woman in black clothes standing at the door, holding a strange dagger in her hand, looking at him coldly.

"Who are you?" Qin Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"The one who killed you." The woman spit out four words coldly, then her figure flashed and attacked Qin Yuan again.

"Looking for death!" Qin Yuan's eyes burst with murderous intent, and he also rushed forward.

For a moment, the living room was filled with swords and shadows, and a life-and-death fight began. (End of this chapter)