The young man turned his hands outwards at a strange angle, he was unable to speak, and could only fall to the ground, screaming desperately, and passed out from pain after a few screams.
Seeing this scene, several people in the alley suddenly changed their colors.
A skinny man in brightly colored clothes roared angrily, "Anyone who dares to touch our Dao Gang! Let's go together and chop him up!"
Several gangsters drew out their machetes one after another, rushed forward, and slashed at Qianye. The machetes they used were all of the same style, about half a meter long, with thick backs and straight blades, with such weight and sharpness that they could cut bones with one blow.
These gangsters all had distorted and ferocious faces, and they obviously put all their strength into their gestures. Several machetes whistled in the wind, as if they wanted to chop Qianye into several pieces at once.
Qianye responded very easily, turned slightly, walked through the gap between the two machetes, grabbed the skinny man in the lead, swung his arm, and slapped him directly on the wall on the side of the alley.
With a muffled bang, a human-shaped pit appeared on the red brick wall, and the thin man's entire body was embedded in the wall, and he passed out immediately.
At the same time, Qianye kicked one of the gangsters flying more than ten meters away, and then swung his backhand, slapping the other gangster into the air, spinning several times before landing. The blood mixed with a few teeth was splashed on the wall on the other side.
In the blink of an eye, there was only the last one left in the group of gangsters, and he was also the most ruthless strong man, but he tried his best to slash, but he still couldn't get the corner of Qianye's clothes. Qianye casually held his wrist, twisted it, and easily turned the thick man's calf-thick arm in the same direction, and sent the machete blade into his own belly.
In an instant, apart from Qianye, there was no one in the alley who could stand up.
Qianye's frowning brows did not move away, and his intuition told him that this matter was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. Even in places like Heiliu City and Dark Blood City on the Eternal Night Continent where the strong represent the law, the gangsters in the city would not attack so viciously without any special reason.
Qianye turned around, and another strong man with a bald head and tattoos rushed out from the alley behind him. With a murderous look on his face, he held a large-caliber force gun and pulled the trigger on Qianye.
Qianye stomped his foot on the ground before the trigger was fully pressed. A shock wave was sent along the ground to the soles of the strong man's feet, causing him to fly into the air. As for the roaring shot, I don't know where it went.
With a plop, the bald man fell heavily to the ground, and even the force gun flew out of his hand. Qianye appeared next to him at some point, stretched out his right hand, and firmly caught the origin force gun that fell from the sky.
Just as the bald-headed man was about to turn over, he suddenly found that the scorching muzzle of the force gun had already touched his cheekbone, and he didn't dare to move any more.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stammered, "Don't, don't kill me! I'm also following orders, there's nothing I can do about it!"
Qianye ignored him and slowly raised his head.
A ferocious man with a height of two meters was slowly walking into the alley. The front of his robe was open, revealing a strong chest covered with black hairs, and three war knives, one long, two short, hung conspicuously around his waist.
The man walked ten meters away from Qianye and stood still, pointed at himself with his thumb, and said, "I am Ma Zuo, and the brothers on the road call me Ma Sandao. But in recent years, I have been able to see my third sword." There are not many people with knives."
Qianye took a look at Ma Sandao. In his real vision, the nine origin nodes on Ma Sandao's body were shining brightly, and the aura was very strong. However, the activity of each node was different, some were too active, while others were not enough. , also mixed with a lot of impurities.
It seems that this man who claims to be Ma Sandao is a ninth-level warrior, and he has stayed at this level for a long time. It is just that his cultivation foundation is not good. difficulty.
Ma Santian frowned, Qianye's eyes that suddenly turned azure blue made him extremely uncomfortable, as if he was suddenly naked from inside to outside, being seen by others at a glance.
He spat angrily, drew his long knife out of its sheath, pointed at Qianye, and shouted: "Boy, you are out of luck, someone paid a lot of money to let me take your life. Now let go of the bald head, and obediently put that Hand over the batch of goods, I will be the master of the horse, and I will give you a good time!"
Qianye only said indifferently: "I don't have the habit of letting go of people who want to kill me."
As he said that, he directly pulled the trigger, and amidst the roar of the force gun, the strong man's head was blown to pieces.
"Bald!!" Ma Sandao let out a wild roar, his face turned livid in an instant, and his eyes were fixed on Qianye like fire, "Okay! I haven't seen such a reckless kid like you for many years! It seems that recently I don't go out much, and no one remembers who Ma Sandao is. Don't worry, brat, I will try my best to find your family after I kill you, and let them be buried with you. Die, kid!"
Ma Sandao jumped up and rushed to Qianye in an instant, the long knife was carried by a strong wind, and slashed at Qianye's head.
In Qianye's eyes, before Ma Sandao swung down, the surrounding force had already fluctuated under its influence, and a ripple shot out from the front of the blade, clearly showing the trajectory of the knife.
At that moment, Qianye took a step across, the blade brushed past him, and let it pass easily.
Ma Sandao was taken aback. In fact, even if Qianye held the knife head-on, Ma Sandao would not be more surprised. At his level, although he still can't arouse the power of heaven and earth like a warlord, he can already affect the area he attacks. Normal opponents would never dare to walk close to the blade in such a short time. Not only did Qianye do it, but he was also unharmed.
However, although Ma Sandao was surprised, his subordinates didn't stop for a moment. He used the momentum to continue to charge forward, pulled out a short knife with his left hand, and slashed towards Qianye's waist with his backhand.
The angle of this blade is very tricky, the original force from the edge of the blade is more than half a meter long, once it cuts into the skin of the body, it is almost the same as being directly cut by the blade.
However, Qianye didn't even move his footsteps, he just evaded Ma Sandao's attack once he gave way.
This time Ma Sandao was really shocked. He raised his long knife and pointed at Qianye, gritted his teeth and said, "Well, you little bastard, it's quite slippery if you don't see it! I'll show you my third knife now!" knife!"
While speaking, Ma Sandao stretched out his left hand to the third knife at his waist. But he already holds a short knife in his left hand, is he going to grab two knives in one hand
But Qianye saw that the edge of the long knife in Ma Sandao's right hand suddenly produced force fluctuations, and a line went straight forward, heading straight for Qianye's chest.
Qianye's heart moved, and the Crimson Fang was already in his hand, and then he raised his hand, and a shining knife light appeared in front of him immediately.
At this moment, Ma Sandao shouted loudly, the long knife shook, the tip of the knife suddenly broke away from the blade, and shot out like lightning, piercing Qianye's heart. It turned out that this was his third knife!
At this time, the light curtain rolled up by the Crimson Fang has taken shape, and with a bang, the blade shot by Ma Sandao crashes into it, then bounces away, and is thrown far away.
I see! Qianye's heart suddenly brightened. The flow of force can be seen in the real field of vision, and the opponent's attack route can be judged accordingly. Although it is only a short prediction, in the ever-changing melee combat, this opportunity is enough to change the outcome of the battle.
Qianye reached out to wipe his waist, and the bloody mandala fell into his left hand, aiming directly at Ma Sandao.
Ma Sandao suddenly had a very strong sense of danger. It was the fear that death was within reach. However, in close combat, the power of the force gun was limited. He let out a roar, and rushed towards Qianye.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides entered the melee range, and the force gun was no longer useful. Qianye let out a low shout, but did not pull away. With a flip of his right wrist, the crimson fang stabbed the horse's chest and abdomen three times.
Ma Sandao let out a strange cry, the two swords crossed, twisting towards the short blade. But for some reason, Qianye's knife became slower and slower, but Ma Sandao came later and blocked Crimson Fang.
As soon as the three knives came into contact, Ma Sandao seemed to be killed by lightning, and the two knives flew out of his hands. The crimson fangs pierced directly into his abdomen without stopping.
As soon as Qianye exerted force on his hand, Ma Sandao flew upside down, hit the courtyard wall by the alley, and fell to the ground, but there was no trace of blood left on the cold blade of Crimson Fang.
Qianye walked towards Ma Sandao, "Now, tell me who wants my life. If you are quicker and I am in a good mood, maybe I will spare your life. It doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me. Let's see who can fight to the end, you or them."
As he said that, a string of strange gadgets appeared in Qianye's hands, like all kinds of metal wires. Ma Sandao's expression changed immediately, he certainly knew what it was, it was a special instrument of torture! These strange little things, in the hands of experts, are much more terrifying than any whip and soldering iron.
Seeing Qianye approaching, Ma Sandao couldn't help trembling, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute! I have something to say! You have provoked someone you can't afford to offend. Now it's best to put the goods down and fly away!"
"Can't be provoked? How much can't be provoked?" Qianye took another step forward.
At this moment, Qianye suddenly felt something strange around him, and seemed to hear some kind of strange scream in his ears. The sound was actually very slight, but now it was exceptionally clear. It can only be said that the surrounding area is too quiet.
Qianye stopped in his tracks, his eyes turned blue again, the string of jumping gadgets quietly disappeared in his palm, and he put his hand on the holster at his waist.
At this moment, the sun was hanging high in the sky, pouring down its fiery light, and cicadas were constantly singing from a distance. If the few punks on the ground who didn't know whether they were alive or dead were ignored, then there were only two living people left in the alley, Qianye and Ma Sandao.
It was so quiet.
It was daytime now, and this alley was located in the center of the city. Although it was a little remote, no matter what, there would be no situation where people could not be seen at the alley for a long time. Where has everyone gone
Ma Sandao on the ground covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand, panting continuously, the look of panic on his face became more and more frightened, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
The silence was suddenly broken by the sound of a roaring engine, and an armed off-road vehicle squeezed into the alley and stopped abruptly.
Several soldiers jumped out of the car, all pointing their guns at this side. The colors and insignias of their uniforms clearly showed the identity of the Zhao family's private army, which was obviously the city defense army of Li Bincheng.