C15 Mantis fist

Clang!

The roller shutter door was suddenly closed.

Sensing that something was wrong, the other three lackeys immediately drew their daggers and machetes.

A Wu also took out his blade, but placed it on Qin Lang's neck, and shouted at the other three disciples: "Put down your blade!"

While the other three lackeys were hesitating, a dozen machete wielding hoodlums rushed down from the top of the pharmacy and surrounded them.

The situation was very clear.

Qin Lang said to his three minions: "Forget it, they have too many people, let's throw away the blade."

Hearing Qin Lang's words, the three little brothers could only throw their daggers and knives on the ground.

"A Wu, right? Why are you doing this? " Qin Lang purposely pretended to be angry.

"It's very simple. For money!" A Wu spoke in a matter-of-factly tone before turning to the burly man behind the counter and said, "Big bro Barbaric Cow, I've already brought you the person."

Barbarian Cow nodded. "That's right! "From now on, you're going to follow me!"

"Thank you, Big Brother Bull! Thank you!" A Wu felt that with the Barbaric Cow's protection in the future, it would be much safer. Otherwise, as a traitor, even if he got the money, his future days would not be so good.

The Barbaric Cow's gaze fell onto Qin Lang. "Brat, you know how to cure the arsenic poison?"

The Barbarian Cow could not believe that a young student could cure the arsenic poison.

"Why don't you take a packet of arsenic and let me try to cure you of the poison." Even though the blade was placed on his neck, Qin Lang was still calm.

"Good courage!" The Barbaric Ox sneered, "It's a pity that I don't have arsenic right now. Why don't I try putting it in your mouth?"

"It's useless for you to stop me." Qin Lang said calmly, "If I don't go back, Qiangge will go to the hospital."

"He can't go to the hospital! We have someone to hold him back! " Barbarian Cow coldly said, "Seeing that you are still a student, today I will teach you a small lesson and let you know that things in the underworld are not something a student like you can casually meddle in! A Wu, make him extend his left hand. I want to use his little thumb to feed my old man's mastiff! "

"Did you hear that!?" A Wu pressed down with his blade, allowing Qin Lang to place his left hand on the counter. Then, A Wu used his strength to press down on Qin Lang's left hand, "F * ck, stick out your pinky! If you don't let Big Bro Barbarian Cow take it, I won't just let you have it with one finger! "

Qin Lang was still very calm, this kind of calmness completely angered the Barbaric Cow's ferocious nature. He waved his machete and ruthlessly chopped towards Qin Lang's little finger.

Han Sanqiang's three lackeys were so scared that their faces turned pale! They could see that it would be their turn soon!

"AHH!"

A blood-curdling screech sounded.

The weird thing was, the one who screamed was not Qin Lang, but A Wu!

The Barbarian Cow's slash had actually cut off A Wu's left hand's pinky!

Be it the Barbaric Ox or A Wu, neither of them expected such a result.

A Wu had never seen Qin Lang in action before, and he did not know how powerful Qin Lang was. He did not even know how Qin Lang managed to break free from the suppression, and had even delivered A Wu's left pinky to the Barbaric Cow's blade.

A finger had been cut off from A Wu's ten fingers, and of course it was extremely painful, to the point that the blade in his right hand fell to the ground. Then, he hurriedly clenched his teeth and held onto the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Damn!"

The Barbarian Cow roared angrily as it swung its machete at Qin Lang's right shoulder.

The Barbaric Ox was a veteran now, and he knew that the bottom line of being a hoodlum was to not kill others. Therefore, he had to be very cautious when he attacked.

However, Qin Lang remained calm. His body slid backwards slightly, easily dodging the Barbarian Cow's slash, and arrived at the center of the pharmacy.

The Barbarian Cow leaped over the counter and chased after him.

He knew that if he allowed this brat to slip away, not only would he lose face, his boss would also not let him off.

Qin Lang faced a total of 18 people with his bare hands, but he was not afraid.

In Qin Lang's eyes, these people were just hoodlums, and not real martial artists. Even though they had blades in their hands, it was all in vain.

Qin Lang stood on the side of the pillar in the middle of the pharmacy and assumed the stance of a dragon post, immediately giving off a feeling as if he had rooted himself in the ground, as if he could support the heavens and earth and as if he was unshakable.

This feeling and bearing could only be seen from a real martial artist.

The Barbaric Cow also felt the change in aura from Qin Lang's body, but he did not believe that it was impossible for Qin Lang, a high school student, to block eighteen slashes with his bare hands.

But right at this time, Qin Lang hooked his palm at the Barbaric Cow, and made a provocative gesture.

"Holy sh * t!"

The Barbaric Cow gave a loud roar and hacked out with its saber first.

At the same time, the Barbaric Cow's underlings also surrounded Qin Lang from all directions.

"Hah!"

Qin Lang opened his mouth to exhale, and then suddenly punched the pillar beside him.

Although the pillar had a layer of wood grain on it, in reality, it was made of steel and cement, but when Qin Lang punched towards it, he was surprised to find that the pillar had a dent on it, and even had a few clear cracks from the shockwave!

The Barbarian Cow and his subordinates were immediately stunned …

After shattering the concrete pillar with a single punch, this fellow's strength was simply too astonishing!

"Bang!"

Right at the moment when the Barbaric Cow was shocked, Qin Lang took a step forward. With this step, his strength was astonishing, and actually cracked the floor tiles under his feet. Then, Qin Lang's other foot flew up, striking the Barbaric Bull's stomach.

The Barbaric Ox only felt a huge pain in his abdomen before he was sent flying and heavily crashed into the medicine cabinet. Even the wooden medicine cabinet behind him cracked open from the impact.

"Aiyo …" Give Me... Cut to the death! "

All the bones in the Barbaric Cow's body scattered, but his viciousness was thoroughly aroused.

The rest of his underlings hurriedly slashed at Qin Lang with their blades.

"Damn!" "Damned old poisonous thing!"

At this time, Qin Lang had a reason for scolding the old poisonous substance, because the old poisonous substance had never taught Qin Lang how to execute the first half moves. The majority of the time, it allowed Qin Lang to learn the poison arts and scriptures, but only taught Qin Lang the dragon post in terms of martial arts.

The dragon post was of course a good item, it could easily gather all the strength in a person's body. When making a move, one could condense all the strength in their body to a single point, to achieve the effect of using the least amount of strength to unleash the greatest power. An ordinary person's punch could at most unleash twenty to thirty percent of the strength of his entire body, but a true warrior who had experienced Refinement could at most release seventy to eighty percent or even a hundred percent of it. This was the reason why Qin Lang's kick could send the Barbaric Cow flying.

However, the key thing was that up till now, Qin Lang had not learnt any techniques, so he could only use the simplest and most primitive moves to deal with these hoodlums and the machetes in their hands.

Qin Lang was not invulnerable to swords and spears, and his body was indestructible, so he had no choice but to dodge.

Fortunately, there were a lot of medicine cabinets in the medicine store, giving Qin Lang room to dodge. Furthermore, his body was agile, his footsteps light and steady, and he was able to retreat after fighting. It was not because of a disadvantage, but those hoodlums that accidentally took a punch from Qin Lang, immediately feeling the pain to their bones.

However, at this time, the Barbaric Cow had already recovered. It stared at Qin Lang and its eyes seemed to spew fire, but it did not immediately attack Qin Lang. Instead, it whistled and shouted, "Black Tiger!"

Aooo!

Just at this moment, a black mastiff jumped out from nowhere and leapt more than a meter high, pouncing straight towards Qin Lang's chest.

This mastiff was extremely fierce, if it bit him, Qin Lang would definitely be injured, furthermore there were more than 10 machetes approaching him.

The Barbaric Cow grinned and thought to himself, "No matter how fast you run, you will never be faster than my mastiff!"

Qin Lang also felt that he was in big trouble. If he lost to an animal today, wouldn't that be a huge joke?

"Do I have to use poison?" An evil thought flashed across Qin Lang's mind. As the successor of the old poison, it was obvious that Qin Lang had an extremely violent poison on him. As long as it stuck onto him, he would die immediately!

However, if that happened, there would be endless troubles in the future. If he caused trouble, even the old poisons would be implicated!

Just as the mastiff's claws were about to land on Qin Lang's body, the scene of the blood mantis bravely fighting against the big snake flashed past his mind. He felt that the two "claws" of the blood mantis seemed to contain some profound martial arts skills, Qin Lang immediately comprehended and formed a blade from his palm, accurately slashing the mastiff's nose with his right palm.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking sounded out, and the nose bone of the mastiff was actually cut apart by Qin Lang!

With his nose broken, the mastiff's mouth naturally could not open anymore. Qin Lang took the chance and threw it onto the ground, not knowing if it was dead or alive.

Having succeeded in one move, Qin Lang's confidence had greatly increased! The blade of his hand swung out again and hit a delinquent's wrist.

Pow!

The little hoodlum lost his wrist and cried out in pain. The machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Pow

Qin Lang attacked again and again, his two blades in his hands were like mantises trying to catch their prey, fast, precise, and hit its target with one strike!

Miserable screams and the sound of a sword chopping down could be heard.

Han Sanqiang's three lackeys were already completely dumbfounded. They finally understood why Han Sanqiang would respectfully call Qin Lang "Big bro", because this was what they called "kung fu" and "awesome". Forced!