Qin Huai took out a cigarette case from his pocket with his left hand, put one in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a deep drag, slowly exhaled, and laughed, "Isn't it cool?"

No one answered.

A strong gust of wind suddenly swept in.

Qin Huai turned his head to avoid it; it turned out to be a sphere.

Upon landing, it exploded with a loud bang.

There was no firelight, but thick smoke rose up and quickly filled the entire space.

"Japanese chickens always like to play these dirty tricks, is it really that interesting?"

Qin Huai shook his head.

If anyone dares to stand up and confront him openly, Qin Huai will give them a thumbs up without hesitation, and then send them to their death.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right.

Qin Huai stepped forward, moving in a zigzag pattern, using the Shadowless Step technique.

The two attackers returned empty-handed and disappeared.

Qin Huai's feet didn't stop.

He took two steps forward, without looking back, and delivered a back kick.

A solid feeling came from the soles of my feet, followed by a muffled groan.

Someone attacked from above, but instead of stealing a chicken, they lost the rice instead.

The smoke continued to spread and swirl.

Qin Huai's view was obstructed; beyond half a meter, he could not distinguish between humans and animals.

He stood still, not moving.

The surroundings were quiet, and not a sound could be heard.

It was as if he was the only person left in the whole world.

"Is that all the tricks you have? It's truly disappointing," Qin Huai sighed.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, and in one breath, the flame burned the cigarette butt.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Qin Huai flicked his finger, sending the cigarette butt disappearing into the smoke, but hitting something instead.

Clang!

The sound of swords being drawn rang in my ears.

At the same time, an extremely dazzling light appeared before Qin Huai's eyes.

Qin Huai remained calm, closed his eyes, and took a step to the left.

A slender knife fell from beside him.

In an instant, Qin Huai reversed his grip on the wooden wolf fang and swept it horizontally.

clang!

The sound of metal vibrated in my ears.

The smoke billowed, and the attackers hastily retreated, disappearing from sight once more.

At that moment, Qin Huai turned his head, exhaled smoke from his mouth, and kicked out with great force.

Bang!

Someone fell to the ground, their head kicked so hard it was embedded in their shoulder, their neck completely gone, dying with their eyes wide open.