But her only sense told her that she must calm down.
My son is in danger now and we must call the police immediately!
She rushed into the room and quickly pressed the alarm call.
"Hey, police?"
By the time Qin Wanqing rushed in to call the police, six or seven bright machetes had already struck Wu Yong in front of him.
"Get out of my way!"
Wu Yong suddenly shouted.
I didn't see him make any moves.
There was a bang.
Several big men who were close to him were knocked away!
These big men had no idea what was going on, so they were overturned by a strong force.
They failed to control the machetes in their hands and swung them around wildly.
"Ah! Damn it! Where are you cutting!"
"Ouch, my belly!"
The space in the corridor was already narrow, so several people were knocked out and fell on their companions one after another.
The machetes in their hands did not even hurt a hair on Wu Yong's body, but they injured several of his own people.
"Damn it, what's going on!"
Lu Jianbin's eyes looked like he had seen a ghost.
He yelled loudly: "Don't just fucking stand there. If you keep cutting, twenty or so people can't kill him alone!"
After his encouragement, the first few people came up again.
This time Wu Yong took the initiative.
Clang.
He raised his hand and slashed the air with his palm.
His bare hands collided with a machete.
There was a sound like metal colliding, and the machete was blown away on the spot.
If you observe carefully, you can even see cracks on the surface of the machete.
Click.
Then Wu Yong flew up with a kick.
He kicked a big man in front of him in the chest, and the sound of broken bones immediately sounded.
The big man screamed, painful tears and snot running down his face.
Click click click.
Wu Yong entered the crowd, and a gust of autumn wind swept the fallen leaves.
The more than 20 big men brought by Lu Jianbin didn't even meet him, and they were all knocked to the ground by him.
The machetes they held in their hands were cracked by the shock and broken into two pieces.
Another one was simply turned into a twist by Wu Yong and thrown away casually.
There were screams of ouch and ouch in the corridor.
The only sound left was Lu Jianbin's frantic swallowing of saliva.
"I...I...you...don't come over!"
Lu Jianbin saw that Wu Yong had finished taking care of his men and was walking towards him with a murderous look on his face. He was hesitating for a long time and his thighs could not stop trembling.
He was really frightened.
This is the first time in his life that Lu Jianbin has encountered such a cruel guy.
More than twenty big men.
They are all experienced thugs who have experienced numerous demolitions and gang fights.
In less than two minutes, everything was wasted.
But Wu Yong didn't hurt a single hair on his head.
The most terrifying thing is those machetes, they are cracked and broken, they are all made of fine steel.
Wu Yong did not use anything and achieved that kind of virtue with his bare hands.
At this moment, Lu Jianbin only had two thoughts in his mind. One was, is this guy still a human? The other was, damn, run away!
Duang.
Thinking randomly, Lu Jianbin didn't say hello, stepped on the stairs and fell down.
Bang bang bang.
After rolling several times in embarrassment, Lu Jianbin rolled to the corner of the corridor.
The first thing he did when he got up was not to check his injuries, but to run downstairs.
But before he could take two steps, he suddenly stopped as if he had seen a ghost.
"Run, keep running."
Wu Yong didn't know when he blocked his way and said murderously.
"I……"
Lu Jianbin's legs were trembling.
He said tremblingly: "Misunderstanding... everything is a misunderstanding... I was joking with you just now..."
Wu Yong sneered: "Is it a misunderstanding now? Didn't you just threaten to kill me?"
Lu Jianbin was so frightened that he slapped himself in the face one after another: "It was my fault, it was my fault that I couldn't see the mountain, I was wrong."
He hit hard enough, and soon half of his face was swollen.
Wu Yong still looked at him coldly: "Do you know what I hate most in my life?"
Lu Jianbin shook his head blankly.
Wu Yonghan said: "What I hate most is that others insult my relatives, especially my mother. I originally just wanted to teach you a lesson, but you insist on seeking death yourself!"
After saying that, Wu Yong's eyes dimmed.
call out.
A silver needle as thin as a cow's hair cut through the air and sank into Lu Jianbin's neck.
Lu Jianbin's eyes suddenly widened.
After a moment, he fell straight backwards.
As the saying goes, a master is like a dragon.
Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die.
Therefore, there is a saying in the martial arts world that a master should not be humiliated.
Qin Wanqing is Wu Yong's mother, and Lu Jianbin's daring to insult Wu Yong's mother has offended Wu Yong.
How could Wu Yong tolerate him?
After using the silver needle to deal with Lu Jianbin, Wu Yong turned around lightly.
The big men who came with Lu Jianbin and Qin Wanqing who was standing at the door were all dumbfounded.
"Bin...Brother Bin..."
"Dead...dead..."
"Ah! Killing!"
The big men screamed and ran away in panic.
Wu Yong had no intention of stopping them and let them leave before quietly going upstairs.
"Mom, you are scared."
Wu Yong gently held Qin Wanqing's hand and helped her get through some of the chaotic energy.
Qin Wanqing was originally a little cold and stiff, but after being warmed by the Chaos Qi, her mind and body recovered at the same time.
"Son...son, you killed someone!"
Qin Wanqing's first reaction after coming back to her senses was to push Wu Yong out: "Run quickly, run as fast as you can, as far as you can!"
Wu Yong disagreed: "Mom, why should I run?"
Qin Wanqing said: "If you don't run away, the police will come!"
Wu Yong said calmly: "So what if the police comes? He just insulted you, you deserve to die!"
It is true that China is a society ruled by law.
Murder is a crime and must be punished by law.
But that's for ordinary people.
Wu Yong is not an ordinary person, he is a master warrior and an immortal cultivator.
The strength has reached such a level.
It will not be too restricted by secular laws.
Wu Yong patted Qin Wanqing on the shoulder and said, "Mom, believe me, everything will be fine."
While he was speaking.
There was another noisy movement in the corridor.
Thump thump thump.
A group of people ran up the stairs.
Most of them were wearing uniforms and carrying pistols in their hands.
Behind them were a few big men who were not seriously injured.
The big men pointed at Wu Yong and said: "Comrade police, that's him. He was the one who killed Brother Bin just now!"
There were four or five policemen.
At a glance, they saw the bodies at the corner of the corridor. They raised their guns on the spot and pointed them at Wu Yong and Qin Wanqing.
"Don't move, police, put your hands up, or we'll shoot!"
Wu Yong's eyes were stunned.
From such a long distance, several pistols were not enough to hurt him.