Bend yourself and the great God HE

Chapter 108 Restless

"Ahhh, are you all dead?" Xu Xiaofei shouted.

He was caught off guard by the attack and was beaten helplessly.

The same goes for the three gangsters. I didn't expect Qiao Yun to be so fierce. His attack speed was fast and accurate, and he did it in one go.

Xu Xiaofei screamed for at least three seconds before the three of them came to their senses, and rushed towards Qiao Yun with their sticks.

Qiao Yun took the wooden stick from Xu Xiaofei's hand and kicked Xu Xiaofei staggeringly. While the three of them caught Xu Xiaofei, Qiao Yun picked up the wooden stick and smashed it.

Seeing that the situation was not right, gangster A threw the wooden stick in his hand at Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun sideways dodged for a while.

Hooligan B quickly stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Yun's right wrist.

A burst of pain hit, Qiao Yun frowned slightly, and quickly punched with his left hand, precisely hitting the bully B's chin, causing him to immediately let go of the pain to cover it.

At the same time, gangster C also raised his wooden stick and threw it at Qiao Yun's head.

Qiao Yun tilted his head to dodge, grabbed the opponent's wooden stick with one hand, yanked it violently, his legs sank slightly, and turned behind the opponent in an instant, firmly fixed the opponent's elbow with his right hand, and the opponent was in pain Straight call.

Xu Xiaofei was originally the bottom one among gangsters, and the three people he brought with him were just friends who dropped out of school, otherwise why would they only dare to use wooden sticks as weapons.

Qiao Yun started fighting in high school, one-on-one is a common occurrence, often causing injuries all over his body.

The group of people Xu Xiaofei led was not as ruthless as the school bullies he encountered in high school.

Having avenged the blow just now, Qiao Yun felt a little relieved at the moment.

He held the wooden stick in one hand, and put the other in his trouser pocket, coldly contemptuously said to the four of them: "You are not my opponent in 1v1, I give you a suggestion, you go together."

The four of them gritted their teeth in anger at Qiao Yun's words.

Xu Xiaofei knew that he had underestimated Qiao Yun, and immediately took out a pistol from his pocket, the blade was sharp and bright when it came out, "You go first, I pointed the knife at him, and he didn't dare to strike again. "

Several gangsters looked at each other in blank dismay, no one was willing to go first.

Qiao Yun snorted contemptuously, his eyes filled with disdain, "It's your first fight? It's so ink stained."

Several people did not speak.

"Do you still want to fight? If you don't fight, don't delay grandpa's business. I don't have time to play with you." After speaking, Qiao Yun threw away the wooden stick and turned around disdainfully.

Xu Xiaofei shook the gun in his hand, and shouted at the three people beside him: "Come on, labor and management hired you to watch the show?"

The three gangsters looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this was a good opportunity, and they could repeat their tricks and make another sneak attack.

So he raised the wooden stick in his hand and moved forward timidly, for fear of disturbing Qiao Yun.

The moment Qiao Yun bent down to lift the cake, the three of them rushed forward.

Qiao Yun put down the cake, and in an instant, he pushed the wall with his left hand, and stepped on the other wall with his right foot, using his strength to fly into the air.

A whirlwind kick kicked the head of gangster A, and gangster A fell to the ground directly.

Immediately after his body sank to the ground, he slidably grabbed the calves of gangster B and gangster C, and pulled hard, and they fell to the ground immediately.

Before he had time to get up from the ground, Xu Xiaofei rushed up holding the gun.

Qiao Yun frowned and stood up on the ground.

It's a pity that Xu Xiaofei was holding a knife, and he didn't find the right opportunity. Without paying attention, the tip of the knife slashed across his chest, cutting out a slender streak of blood instantly. Qiao Yun felt the pain in his chest and paused.

"Qiao Yun, go die." Xu Xiaofei yelled at him fiercely, and then slashed at Qiao Yun's neck.

Qiao Yun subconsciously blocked the knife with his arm, Xu Xiaofei used too much force, the wound was long and deep, and blood seeped down Qiao Yun's arm.

"It's bleeding, Xu Xiaofei, don't play with your life!" Hooligan A yelled, Xu Xiaofei only gave them money to scare the other party, but didn't expect it to be true.

The severe pain made Qiao Yun's anger reach its peak.

He gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, grabbed the edge of the knife, and punched Xu Xiaofei hard in the heart with his left hand.

Xu Xiaofei let go of the pain and staggered backwards, and sat down on the ground with another unsteady center of gravity.

Qiao Yun clenched his fist and stood up, pointing the sharp knife point at Xu Xiaofei.

In the next second, he grabbed Xu Xiaofei's neckline, forced him against the wall, fixed Xu Xiaofei's neck with his elbow, and said in an extremely low voice, "Say, how do you want to die."

"Don't, don't, don't act recklessly." Xu Xiaofei was startled, his voice trembling.

The cuffs of Qiao Yun's white shirt were already soaked red with blood. The blood dripped down his elbows onto Xu Xiaofei's collar, and then quickly smudged away.

At this time, Qiao Yun's expression had never been more terrifying, because he couldn't bear Xu Zhiming's last words after all, so he called Qiao Mingsheng, who promised him not to pursue Xu Xiaofei's debt.

Now that Xu Xiaofeien is avenging this ruthless hand, how can Qiao Yun not hate him.

"Say, why are you blocking me?"

Xu Xiaofei didn't dare to move around, he could only yell, "If it wasn't for you, my father wouldn't be in jail, and was sentenced to three and a half years, what do you want me to do?"

"Do you think your dad will come out of prison if you stop me? What's more, what can you do to me?" Qiao Yun gritted his teeth in hatred, and the sharp blade slowly approached Xu Xiaofei, "Say, how did you find this place? ?”

Hooligan B saw that Xu Xiaofei was so scared by the knife that he was speechless, and hurriedly explained, "I, we followed you for a few days and found that you would go to a supermarket every day to buy things, and then leave through this alley."

"You shouldn't have chosen today after thousands of choices. You came here to die yourself." Qiao Yun snorted coldly, and the sharp and cold blade slowly slashed across Xu Xiaofei's neck, oozing a long thread of blood.

After all, Qiao Yun only slashed lightly, and Xu Xiaofei would be dead if he put more force.

Xu Xiaofei's legs shook violently because of the pain, and he screamed, "Ah, Qiao Yun, if you kill me, you'll have to go to jail."

"Oh, you are actually afraid of death." Qiao Yun's sneer made Xu Xiaofei feel terrified, and Qiao Yun's consciousness began to blur at this moment, he suddenly put away his smile and stared at Xu Xiaofei fiercely, "You stabbed me with a fucking knife Then you should be ready to die.”

Seeing this, gangster C begged Qiao Yun for mercy, "We were wrong, you let him go, we'll get out immediately."

Qiao Yun's pretty face was already extremely ferocious at this moment.

Xu Xiaofei knew that this person was crazy and would act irrationally at any time.He rolled his eyes, looking for a chance to escape.

"Qiao Yun, let me go. I promise I won't bother you in the future. Don't be impulsive and have something to say."

The blood all over Qiao Yun's body surged up, and he couldn't listen to Xu Xiaofei's words at all.

Blood was flowing from his chest, he roughly tore open the collar of his shirt, exposing the wound scratched by Xu Xiaofei.

Qingrun's voice became crazy at this moment, "I will avenge my revenge, have you seen this wound, in the same position, you must be stabbed."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Xiaofei was stabbed heavily in the same position.

Xu Xiaofei screamed.

Qiao Yun pressed him hard: "Pain? Let me tell you, your father hurts a hundred times more than you. Xu Zhiming is really guilty of having a son like you. Why don't I help him get rid of you as a waste."

Just when the blade was swimming on Xu Xiaofei's skin again, he inexplicably exerted a lot of strength to push Qiao Yun away.

With just this push, Xu Xiaofei tore off Qiao Yun's necklace by the way.

Qiao Yun was taken aback by this statement.

He glared at Xu Xiaofei fiercely, gritted his teeth word by word: "Take it, give it back, give it to me!"

Xu Xiaofei's scalp was numb from the pain. He didn't notice that he tore off Qiao Yun's necklace. He looked into his hand after hearing Qiao Yun's words, "You mean this?"

"I'll say it for the last time, give me back the necklace!" Qiao Yun's hand, which was clenched to the handle of the knife, was bleeding profusely, and the pain was gradually numb. He slowly approached Xu Xiaofei.

Xu Xiaofei made up his mind to step back. Seeing that Qiao Yun's state was obviously not right, he had no choice but to act like a living horse doctor, "You, you, if you dare to go one step further, I'll throw this necklace into the sewer."

Sure enough, Qiao Yun stopped and stared at him fiercely, like a wolf being driven to a cliff.

Now Xu Xiaofei was sure that the necklace was Qiao Yun's Achilles' heel, and then he took courage, "If you want the necklace, throw away the knife and kowtow to me."

Seeing that the situation was reversed and no one was killed, the three gangsters breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, I think you're quite kind, you kowtow to Xiaofei and admit your mistake, and let's forget about it."

Qiao Yun was not only bleeding from the wound at the moment, his heart was bleeding even more when he saw the strange necklace in the hands of this kind of person.

Gritting his teeth tightly and pursing his lips, Qiao Yun raised the knife and pointed it at Xu Xiaofei.

Xu Xiaofei stepped back to the wall, put the necklace on the top of the sewer and pretended to throw it in, "Qiao Yun, I will warn you for the last time, if I take another step forward, I will really throw it."

Nerves pulled Qiao Yun's footsteps to a halt.

"Kneel or not, if you don't kneel, I'll throw it away."

"don't want……"

Qiao Yun's fingers were bent, his throat was blocked by something, and his voice became tight, "Don't throw it, I'll kneel—"