Whoosh! The iron rod filled with righteousness was like a sharp arrow shot at the young man holding the gun. In an instant, it was close. The man was so frightened that he shrank his fingers and pulled the trigger. Poof! Flying away.
The iron rod hit the trigger one second first, not only knocking off the entire trigger, but also breaking off one of the fingers of the gun holder.
"Oops!" The young man with the gun couldn't bear the severe pain of the broken finger. He opened his mouth and screamed and threw away the shotgun in his hand. He covered his hands and looked at Xu Qing opposite with a horrified look. He couldn't figure out this even if he tried to break his head.
How can an iron rod be faster than a gun?
Xu Qing pointed at the same time and restrained the acupuncture points of the four guys whose faces were swollen like pig heads. The two others who were kicked to the ground were ignored now. They were all covering their chests and rolling on the ground! He was cold.
He glanced coldly at the young man with the severed finger opposite him. He still had a good-looking appearance, but his body was a bit thinner and his face was paler, but now his entire face was distorted by pain.
Xu Qing bent down, picked up an iron rod from the ground, weighed it, and walked forward step by step with his head tilted. He didn't care about the frightened young man opposite him. He locked the door of another Nissan car with the corner of his eye, because
He saw a curly-haired woman with a hateful face. This woman did not get out of the car. She was sitting by the half-open window holding a small revolver in her hand. She kept winking at the young man who had lost his finger. It seemed that she
I want to play the trick of the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind.
Bang bang! Xu Qing deliberately hit the iron rod on his palm to make a crisp sound. Each blow seemed to hit the heart of the young man with broken fingers, giving people a kind of pressure for no reason. An ordinary iron rod in the hands of some people
It's a killer weapon that's more terrifying than a gun.
The young man with the severed finger was trembling, and blood kept pouring out from between his fingers, but he did not bend down to pick up the severed finger at his feet, because the curly-haired woman in the Nissan car next to him kept gesturing to him, and the two of them
There is some similarity between the eyebrows, it seems that the relationship is very unusual.
Xu Qing walked to the place where he was two meters away from the man with the broken finger and stopped. He turned his head and glanced at the man with the broken finger, and said calmly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's burn Lucy's music.
Even if you don’t miss the car, you don’t have to be so strict when doing things, right?”
In fact, what this guy said was just a flash of inspiration in his head. He had a hunch that these guys who smashed cars were related to the fire at Lucy's Music Bar. Even if it was not related, maybe he could know more quickly about these guys and Bai Lu by bluffing him.
The conflict between Xi and Xi came out of his mouth, and he already knew something. The hand of the curly-haired woman hiding in the car shook violently, and she almost pulled the trigger.
The skin on the man's cheek twitched twice, and there was a flush of excitement. He defended in a trembling voice: "I didn't burn that woman's shop, it was someone sent by Hojo Hideyoshi to do it. That bastard wanted it for this woman."
If I break off the engagement with my sister, I will destroy that woman’s car and leave her with nothing.”
Xu Qing frowned, raised the iron rod in his hand and pointed the man with the broken finger, and said coldly: "Who is Hojo Hideyoshi? Speak clearly, otherwise I will stuff this iron rod down your throat."
The man with the broken finger shivered and turned his attention to the Nissan car not far away. The only thing he was counting on now was the gun in his sister's hand.
Bang!
The Nissan car door opened, and a curly-haired woman walked out with a revolver in her hand. The strange thing was that she hooked the trigger ring with her index finger, slowly raised her hand, and showed a compromising look, looking at her with a pair of red and phoenix eyes.
Holding Xu Qing, she flicked her arm and threw the gun directly at Xu Qing. This woman was much more courageous than the man who had lost his finger.
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, vibrated the iron rod in his hand slightly, and thrust it out towards the thrown pistol. Ding! The head of the stick passed through the trigger ring, and he gently and deftly picked up the revolver.
The curly-haired woman took a breath, but her chest didn't rise at all. She couldn't help it. Some women were born to be in the airport. After eating several loads of papaya, they only grew a little waistline. She said expressionlessly: "If I guessed correctly, this
Sir, he must be a master in the world of ninja martial arts. If you let my brother go, I will tell you if you want to know. Hiroko Kikawa is willing to bear all the losses in that woman's shop."
"Oh!" Xu Qing smiled lightly and looked at the curly-haired woman with interest. After about half a minute, he finally tilted his head and said: "It's interesting. Okay, I can't think of any reason not to agree. Give me a few seconds."
"Block." Before he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed towards the four men in trench coats. He circled around the four men as quickly as possible and turned back, standing next to the curly-haired woman with a smile. The whole process was absolutely amazing.
No more than ten seconds.
The four men in trench coats screamed in pain and regained their ability to move. They all covered their faces and stood there, not daring to move. The tiger man with the iron rod was still guarding the front. Whoever goes up to him is looking for a slap in the face?
The curly-haired woman named Kikawa Hiroko has obviously seen a lot of the world. After seeing Xu Qing's incredible methods, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but then she returned to normal. She turned to the man with the severed finger next to her and said
: "Pick up your fingers and leave immediately with this bunch of trash."
Xu Qing smiled disapprovingly, took off the revolver from the iron bar and handed it to Kuanzi: "You should keep the things that women use, I don't need them." After saying that, he put down the iron bar in his hand and made a jingle.
There was a crisp sound.
Hiroko Kikawa took the pistol, smiled slightly at him, pointed the gun at the Nissan car: "Sir, please get in the car, this is not a good place to talk."
Xu Qing was not polite. He took a few steps forward, opened the door and got in. Hiroko Mikawa then got in the car, sat in the driving position, started the car skillfully, turned around and drove out of the parking lot.
Kikawa Hiroko was very familiar with this area. She took Xu Qing to an unexpected place, Fengge Hotel. She was obviously a regular visitor here. When she entered the hotel lobby, she was immediately greeted by smiling faces. She turned around and was polite.
He bowed to Xu Qing and said: "Sir, the tea ceremony here is very good. I hope you like it."
Xu Qing nodded expressionlessly, knowing in his heart that this woman had already regarded him as a master of ninja martial arts. He was too lazy to tell the truth. He wanted to see what kind of tricks this woman was playing first.
Hiroko Kikawa said to the waiting waiter: "Prepare the best private tea ceremony room. I don't want anyone to disturb you." After saying that, he took out a stack of banknotes from his bag and handed it to the waiter. Xu Qing saw it clearly.
It was a small stack of U.S. dollars, and I felt relieved. No wonder this woman was flat-chested and had a big mouth. She was really a rich lady.
A very important reason why Fengge Hotel can prosper in foreign lands is that it has a special service that is favored by the upper class of the island country, and that is the tea ceremony. There are first-class tea masters and the best incense here.
Tea, Hiroko Kikawa is a regular visitor here. Of course, in addition to drinking tea, it is still possible to hold some entertainment programs in private.