After walking for about ten minutes, not knowing where the road ahead led to, there were obviously fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. Ye Changqing also sensed that the person staring at him from behind seemed to be approaching him.
He pretended not to notice anything unusual and maintained a steady pace, but his fingers subconsciously clenched the soy sauce bottle in his hand.
As the person behind him gradually approached, Ye Changqing didn't show anything on the surface, but in fact all his nerves were tied tightly.
Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and the man behind him sped up and approached him. He relied on his ability and swung the soy sauce bottle with his backhand when the man was only one step away from him.
With a crisp "clang" sound, the sound of the glass bottle hitting the metal object was particularly harsh on this quiet street.
Ye Changqing saw that the man was holding a sharp short sword in his hand. Originally, the tip of the sword was aimed at his back, but now the tip of the sword was deflected by the soy sauce bottle he was holding, and it was tilted to the other side. Soon, the tip of the sword was adjusted again and was aimed at him again, piercing his chest.
The previous blow had already caused Ye Changqing's wounds to ache slightly. It was obvious that he would not have any advantage in fighting with others at this time. Moreover, the man in front of him was obviously a desperado, with martial arts skills and a murder intent. He was quick and ruthless, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Ye Changqing dodged with his experience and training, but he began to lose strength after dodging a few times. He was about to be stabbed by the short sword. He was even about to close his eyes in despair. Suddenly, a stone flew from nowhere and hit the short sword that was stabbing his heart, knocking the short sword off course and missing.
The desperado seemed to feel the force of the stone hitting him for a short time. He frowned and looked around with murderous eyes. Before he could see anything, another stone flew towards his face. He dodged immediately. His reaction was very quick, but the stone still grazed his face and his cheek was burning with pain.
At this time, Ye Changqing also took advantage of this gap to hide a few meters away, covering the wound on his stomach with one hand, his face pale.
Song Ziyi threw the bicycle to Tang Yu and said, "Just watch the bike here, don't come over."
Song Ziyi ran away from Ye Changqing.
The desperado now saw Song Ziyi running towards them, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around, but no one else was coming.
Were those two stones thrown by this young man just now?
"Brother Changqing, are you okay?" Song Ziyi ran to Ye Changqing's side. Seeing his grim face and his hands tightly covering the wound on his abdomen, he knew that the situation was not good. "Are you serious?"
Ye Changqing looked anxious and reached out to push him, "I'm fine, go away, go away."
Song Ziyi grabbed his hand and said, "Brother Changqing, don't worry, I'll tie him up first."
At this time, the desperado had already launched what he considered to be his most fiercest attack.
Song Ziyi protected Ye Changqing behind him, and with a jumping kick, he kicked the desperado to the ground, and then stepped on the desperado's short arm to break it, so that he would not find an opportunity to attack again. He did not step on the other hand directly, but kicked it lightly to dislocate the arm, as if he was afraid that he would be asked to sign after being sent to the Public Security Bureau.
It took only a few seconds from the time Song Ziyi started to the time he finished. Ye Changqing didn't even have time to react before the fight was over.
This can't even be called a battle, it's clearly a one-sided crushing.
Having fought with the desperado, Ye Changqing knew better than anyone how powerful this man was. Even when he was not injured, he could not be this man's opponent. It would take three Ye Changqings combined to have the strength to fight this desperado.
But such a person is no different from a little chicken in front of Song Ziyi, and he doesn't even have a chance to fight back.
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