The Supreme Spy

　　 Six young men with steel pipes charged directly towards Qin Yang, preparing for a quick battle.

　　 They are all used to fighting in groups. In their eyes, Qin Yang with his bare hands is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

　　 just a freshman, how good can it be?

　　Although they heard Zhao Ping say that this guy is very powerful, they didn't care too much. In these years, no matter how high martial arts is, they are afraid of choppers. How many can you beat with bare hands?

Usually they have to clean up whoever, usually two or three people are enough, but because of what Zhao Ping has done, He Biao took a full eight people. In addition to six with steel pipes, there were two with watermelon knives. It can be said to be well prepared.

　　 He still doesn't believe it, a freshman, going to turn the sky?

　　 Qin Yang's eyes were cold, and just about to take a shot, a beer bottle had already flown over and hit the head of a young man who rushed up.

　　 "Fuck, bully more and less!"

　　 The burly Sun Xiaodong didn't hesitate. With a roar, he smashed the beer bottle in his hand, then picked up the folding stool under his butt, and rushed towards the group of people.

　　 He Tianfeng's face was tense. He is not good at fighting. He was a little confused watching the battle, but he still grabbed the folding stool, walked two steps forward, and shouted: "Fourth, call the police!"

　　 At this time, a thug rushed in front of Qin Yang, and the steel pipe in his hand smashed down on him.

A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, stretched out his hand like lightning, and directly grabbed the steel pipe that had been smashed down. The steel pipe smashed into Qin Yang's palm. Qin Yang's hand did not tremble, and he grasped the steel pipe and slammed. The steel pipe suddenly fell into Qin Yang's hand.

　　 Qin Yang swiped a steel pipe with his backhand and hit this wrist directly.

　　 Click!

　　 The thug's wrist bones made a crisp cracking sound, and the whole person screamed, and his hand suddenly softened. Qin Yang kicked him on his body, and knocked him to the ground.

　　 The second thug rushed over. This guy was obviously a ruthless man too, and the steel pipe hit Qin Yang's head directly.

　　 Qin Yang casually lifted the steel pipe in his hand, holding up the smashed steel pipe, stepped a step further, raised his knees, and made a simple and effective knee bump. Suddenly, the thug fell down holding his stomach.

Qin Yang moved forward step by step, and every time he took a step, he would fall down. In just a few seconds, five thugs fell to the ground, leaving only the thug who was chased by Sun Xiaodong with a stool. .

　　 The beater watched all his companions be knocked down, and did not dare to fall in love with him, and ran back to He Biao with a look of horror.

　　 He Tianfeng put down the stool in his hand and looked at this scene in amazement. Isn't this too powerful?

　　 He has seen Qin Yang do it, knowing that Qin Yang can fight, but it only takes a few seconds, the other party is still holding a steel pipe, so they all hit the ground?

　　 Lin Zhu took a few steps back and found out his cell phone. Before he could dial the number, the war was over. Lin Zhu's expression was tangled. Look at this, you don't need to call the police?

　　 Qin Yang took the steel pipe in his hand, looked at it, and stared up at He Biao: "You also polished the sharp corners. It seems that you have experience in beating people."

　　 He Biao's forehead blue veins violently, and the previous ease is gone. He looked at the few men who fell on the ground with shocked eyes.

　　 These subordinates are all his subordinates who are quite capable of hitting and dared to start. Who knows, they were turned over five by one person with bare hands, and the other party only took a few seconds, and they were unharmed!

　　 "Boy, you can fight well, do you think you will win this way?"

　　 Although He Biao was surprised, he didn't panic. Instead, a cold smile appeared on his face.

　　 Qin Yang said coldly: "Then what else do you have to do to prepare yourself?"

　　 He Biao waved his hands to the two people beside him, staring fiercely: "Give him some blood!"

The two people stood by He Biao's side without much movement. Hearing He Biao's words, they looked at each other, and then both reached out and touched from the back, took out a watermelon knife, and then turned to Qin Yang. near.

　　 He Tianfeng and others' pupils contracted suddenly, and their eyes revealed uncontrollable fear: "Boss, be careful!"

　　Sun Xiaodong copied the folding stool and stood beside Qin Yang, and said in a deep voice, "Leave the one on the left to me!"

　　 Qin Yang stretched out his hand to stop Sun Xiaodong, and whispered softly: "Old third, step back and leave it to me!"

　　 Sun Xiaodong also saw Qin Yang's quick and fierce shots just now. Knowing that he can fight well, and listening to his firm tone, he took two steps back, but still clenched the folding stool in his hand, ready to rush up to help at any time.

　　 Qin Yang walked forward with ease: "He Biao, are you relying on these two goods, not very reliable?"

　　 He Biao looked at Qin Yang's face still calm, his heart faintly agitated, this guy seemed more troublesome than he thought?

　　 He Biao couldn't help but glared at Zhao Ping next to him, MD, who did you provoke, do you provoke me!

　　 Zhao Ping was stared at by He Biao, and he fell silent for a moment. He lowered his head and dared not say anything, but he became more afraid in his heart because he knew that if Qin Yang smoothed out the two swordsmen, the next one would have to clean himself up!

　　 The two swordsmen looked at each other, then rushed up at the same time, and the two watermelon knives slashed at Qin Yang left and right.

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Everyone's eyes focused on Qin Yang, and then they saw Qin Yang took a step forward, and then stretched out both hands at the same time, grabbing the wrists of the two holding the sword, and then fiercely. A twist, and then... there is no more.

　　 Because the two swordsmen are already on the ground!

　　 Two watermelon knives fell on the ground with a bang, and the two men clung to their arms tightly and fell to the ground, their eyes full of panic!

　　 Such fast and precise fighting action can only be seen in movies, gorgeous and beautiful, and amazingly powerful, but now they have seen it with their own eyes, but it is a pity that they are the target of being displayed.

　　 Qin Yang seemed to have done a trivial thing, glanced at the two swordsmen on the ground, raised his eyes, stared at He Biao, and said faintly: "Do you have any support?"

　　 He Biao's forehead is already sweating, does he have any support?

No!

　　 He is just a bastard, can he still pull out his gun at this time?

　　He Biao is like this, and Zhao Ping's face is as gray as death, and his eyes are full of despair.

Ruined!

　　 This guy is too cruel!

Seven or eight thugs were beaten to the ground by him alone, and even the two swordsmen who were used by He Biaoyi as the left and right arms were abolished by one move, and now they become paralyzed like cartilaginous insects. on the ground……

　　 What is the origin of this person?

He Biao looked at Qin Yang, his boundless fear had completely occupied every cell in his body. He swallowed hard, staring at Qin Yang who walked in, and said with a trembling voice, "You...what do you want to do? ?"