Yu Zimeng looked at Qin Hai calmly: "Miss Lin is safe, don't worry, I will take her home when I get back."
Qin Hai stared at Yu Zimeng angrily and said in a deep voice: "Very good, I'm blind to have made a friend like you!"
Yu Zimeng bit his lips tightly, and his face instantly turned extremely pale.
Qin Hai stopped looking at her, and moved his eyes to the old man next to him, saying in a deep voice: "Aren't you looking for me? Come on, use whatever skills you have."
"Zimeng, step aside!"
The old man took a step forward, stared at Qin Hai with cold eyes for a few seconds, and said in a deep voice: "You injured Xiao Jing, causing him to spend the rest of his life in a hospital bed, becoming a human and a ghost.
No matter what, I will avenge him today! Do you have anything to say?"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Aren't you just being unreasonable because you think you're good at martial arts? Let's fight first and then talk!"
"Arrogant!"
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his right foot forward, and quickly rushed towards Qin Hai without seeing how he moved. His hands were clenched into fists, and he was in front of Qin Hai in the blink of an eye.
"Go back!" Qin Hai roared suddenly, raised his foot and kicked him. The speed of his kick was actually a few points faster than the old man's speed.
The old man's eyes flashed, and his hands suddenly turned into claws, resting on Qin Hai's ankles, trying to grab his legs, just like how he would deal with a lone wolf.
But before he could hold on tightly, Qin Hai's right leg suddenly retracted again, and then his left leg volleyed towards the old man's head and kicked horizontally.
This kick turned out to be just a feint.
The old man was caught off guard and could only raise his right arm to block Qin Hai's left leg. As a result, Qin Hai's kick was so powerful that the old man staggered two steps.
Qin Hai quickly launched an attack, punching out continuously with both fists, hitting the old man's vital points with all his moves. His fists and kicks were all honed in life-and-death fights, and there were no tricks at all. They were all killing moves. The old man was obviously not used to Qin Hai's behavior.
This is a fierce fighting style, and because he lost the opportunity, Qin Hai forced him to retreat continuously.
Bang!
After attacking for more than ten consecutive moves, Qin Hai kicked the old man in the chest. The old man groaned and fell out. Yu Zimeng exclaimed and hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man.
Qin Hai did not continue to attack, but stared at the old man and snorted coldly: "Don't you just rely on your great kung fu to do anything random? What about your kung fu, is it just a few tricks of a three-legged cat?"
The old man pushed Yu Zimeng away, rubbed his chest where Qin Hai had kicked him, and his face became darker.
"Sure enough, I looked down upon you for a moment!"
Qin Hai's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had the advantage in the attack just now, he had to admit that this old man was really powerful. Take his kick just now, if others were hit by him, even if they were not affected by it,
He was seriously injured and couldn't get up from the ground for a while, but the old man only took a few steps back without any sign of injury. This shows that the old man has deep internal strength and should not be underestimated.
So despite the fact that he had taken advantage just now, he still couldn't be careless in a fight. This old man was definitely the most powerful opponent Qin Hai had ever encountered, except for the old man from the Zhao family.
However, Qin Hai is not afraid. He has never been afraid of anyone, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited he becomes. Even when he faced the old man of the Zhao family, he was the same.
Just when the old man was getting ready to attack again, Qin Hai suddenly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit a cigarette, took a puff, exhaled and said: "As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. With you,
A master who doesn’t distinguish between right and wrong. No wonder Huo Xiaojing does those stupid things. OK, since you have encountered it today, I will let you try a lesson and help you open your old and dim eyes to take a good look at the world. Don’t
You can’t be more self-righteous.”
After saying that, Qin Hai held a cigarette in his left hand and waved to the old man with his right hand.
Yu Zimeng was stunned, Qin Hai wanted to deal with her master with one hand?!
The old man turned livid with anger and said angrily: "Arrogant!" Immediately afterwards, he stamped his right foot on the ground hard, and his body rushed towards Qin Hai like a sharp arrow. Where he stamped, two green bricks had already appeared.
Countless cracks.
This time, the old man struck with thunderous force. He no longer had any temptations or reservations. Every punch and palm was as powerful as a running tiger, and he had the potential to knock down Qin Hai in one fell swoop.
Qin Hai fought and retreated, always dealing with it with one hand, and from time to time he would shoot a puff of smoke at the old man, which made the old man feel angry.
"asshole!"
Qin Hai once again blew a puff of smoke into his face. The old man roared and kicked Qin Hai.
Little did he know that what Qin Hai was waiting for was this moment of impatience. With a flick of his step, he had deftly avoided the old man's kick and even moved behind him.
"Master!"
Yu Zimeng was shocked and quickly reminded that the old man also had a warning sign in his heart and quickly moved sideways, but it was too late. Qin Hai's heavy punch had already hit the old man's back hard.
puff!
The old man staggered forward and took a few mouthfuls of blood, spurting out a mouthful of blood!
Qin Hai took a puff of his cigarette and stared at the old man indifferently, "This is a debt collected for Iron Shou. It's still early today. Let's settle the accounts slowly one by one."
The old man has deep internal strength and great kung fu, but he is still inferior to the old man from the Zhao family. I think even the old man from the Zhao family couldn't take advantage of Qin Hai, let alone him. Qin
Hai tested the old man's depth and felt even more confident.
The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned to stare at Qin Hai, with anger burning in his eyes.
"It did happen twice. No wonder Xiaojing fell into your hands."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man rushed towards Qin Hai again. Although he had just been beaten so much that he vomited blood, it didn't seem to have any effect on him, and his figure was still strong.
But not long after, the old man groaned again, holding his chest and retreating repeatedly. Qin Hai took back his right foot and said coldly: "This kick is to help the lone wolf collect debts."
"Master!" Yu Zimeng hurriedly ran over to support the old man and said urgently: "Don't fight, don't fight again!"
"It's okay, Zimeng, please go aside!" The old man stared at Qin Hai angrily and pushed Yu Zimeng aside.
At this moment, a clear phone ringing sound came from Yu Zimeng.
As soon as she was connected, her expression suddenly changed and she exclaimed: "What did you say?"
The call was quickly hung up, and Yu Zimeng turned to look at Qin Hai, his lips slightly opened, as if he was hesitant to speak.
Qin Hai walked over step by step with a gloomy face, "Did something happen to Qingya?"
Yu Zimeng bit his lips and said helplessly: "I just got the news that Miss Lin accidentally fell from the third floor while escaping and is still in a coma."
"Bastard!" Qin Hai suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of Yu Zimeng. The old man next to him hurriedly stood in front of Yu Zimeng and punched Qin Hai with all his strength, but there was only a dull thud.
, the old man flew backwards three or four meters away. The next moment, Yu Zimeng's neck was tightly held by Qin Hai.
"If anything happens to Qingya, you will all die!"
Qin Hai's voice sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hell, extremely cold.