Brother Zhou called out several times, but there was no response from the person on the other end.
He also vaguely saw a person lying motionless on the ground.
"Old Scar is in trouble?!"
Seeing this, Brother Zhou was shocked and angry! He thought that his Luluo Gang was also a well-known gang in the shantytowns. The gang members were all tough guys. They usually collected money from searchers, engaged in speculation, and opened casinos and brothels. They were used to being arrogant. How could anyone bully them? Brother Zhou cursed angrily and ran away. He stabbed the dagger in his hand, making a sound of breaking through the air, and stabbed into Li Qinglin's heart.
A cold wind blew in from the alley.
The sharpness of the dagger is visible to the eye.
Li Qinglin had never practiced martial arts, but he had seen many boxing matches in his previous life, so he naturally knew that fists could not defeat weapons.
At this moment, I subconsciously dodged sideways.
There was a hint of pride in Brother Zhou's eyes, as if he had expected it.
The strong left leg kicked out on the spot and hit Li Qinglin's ribs hard like a cannon.
Li Qinglin groaned, but held Brother Zhou's ankles tightly with both hands.
"Wrestle with me?"
Brother Zhou smiled coldly.
Although he is not a warrior, he learned some martial arts in the city's dojo in his early years. His strength is greater than that of ordinary people, and three or five people cannot get close to him.
"Die!"
Brother Zhou exerted force on his crotch, trying to break free from Li Qinglin's grasp.
But at this moment, an irresistible force surged out of the body of the seemingly thin boy in front of him.
Brother Zhou only felt severe pain in his ankle from being pinched, and his bones seemed to be broken.
Then--
Snap!
His left foot was twisted and broken like a fried dough stick in a frying pan!
How is it possible?! How can he be so strong! !
A sharp pain came, and before Brother Zhou could scream, Li Qinglin's fist smashed into Brother Zhou's wrist holding the dagger.
There was a heavy muffled sound accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, and the dagger fell to the ground.
A trace of confusion flashed across Brother Zhou's eyes, and then he bit his tongue hard, regained some clarity, and then suddenly hugged Li Qinglin!
Li Qinglin didn't care and followed the force, crashing into Brother Zhou's arms.
In the inky night, the two figures merged into one and rushed madly into the land temple at the end of the alley.
The door was smashed, weeds were flying, and there was a faint silent roar.
Then……
Suddenly calmed down.
The whistling cold wind swept past, whimpering.
Land temple, under the dilapidated statue.
Brother Zhou collapsed to the ground, his face was hideous, his nose was broken, and his ribs were collapsed.
Li Qinglin wasn't in much better condition, with wounds all over his body.
The heart toad beat, and the only remaining blood and energy in the heart sac flowed out, sweeping through the limbs and bones, clearing away the injuries and weakness in the body.
After a moment, Li Qinglin stood up slowly and firmly.
When Brother Zhou saw this, he looked terrified, as if he had seen a monster.
"Forgive me, forgive me..."
Li Qinglin said nothing, turned around and left the land temple.
Brother Zhou showed a look of joy, but before he could get up, his facial expression suddenly froze.
Then Li Qinglin was seen walking back with a dagger in his hand and his back facing the night.
Brother Zhou couldn't see Li Qinglin's expression, but he could feel the breath of death coming.
"Brother, brother, there's no need! I won't steal money anymore. I'll just walk around you next time I see you. Please spare me!"
Li Qinglin's eyes flickered and his lips were tightly pursed.
In troubled times, human lives are worthless.
But Li Qinglin didn't want to live like a worthless person.
The cold light of the dagger dimly illuminated Li Qinglin's face, which was fierce yet a bit timid like the social animal he was in his previous life.
The tip of the dagger pierced into Brother Zhou's neck, and the bright red blood washed away the timidity on Li Qinglin's face.
Brother Zhou covered his neck tightly, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes showed resentment.
"Ah Xi! Ah... Xi! He was the one who asked us to come! He must die too! He is, he is at Liu Qiaolian's house! He is, he is at Liu Qiao..."
The voice was low, and Brother Zhou's eyes lost focus, and he turned his head away and stopped moving.
Ah Xi?
At the market that day, Ah Xi drove Li Xian away on the grounds that he was ugly and threatened customers? Li Qinglin had been asking Li Xian indirectly in the past few days and learned that there was actually no old grudge between his family and Ah Xi.
The only unpleasant thing is Li Xianshi's ugliness...
Will ugliness also suffer disasters? The stern look on Li Qinglin's face gradually faded.
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The night fell upon him, and the broken statue looked down at him indifferently.
But the burning flame in Li Qinglin's chest was getting more and more intense, almost burning his pupils with red flames! Then, let the crushing power bring us to break all the malice from others! Li Qinglin walked back to the alley in silence and dragged the scarred man into the ruined temple.
He squatted down and stabbed the scarred man and Brother Zhou several more times on the neck with the dagger.
After searching the body and hiding it in the statue, they roughly cleaned up the bloodstains.
This place is extremely remote, and no one has burned incense at the land temple for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust accumulated there.
Moreover, heavy snow is coming, and a layer of snow will be enough to wash away all traces.
After doing all this, Li Qinglin hurriedly walked into the night like a knife.
…
"You enemy!"
"Hey, are you feeling relaxed? Which is better, my Kung Fu or your husband's?"
"Of course it's you, my enemy! My man is out there looking for bugs and selling insecticide every other day!"
"That's right! That's it!"
A corner of Huabu Street.
In Liu Qiaolian's home, there came the rustling sound of a rocking bed.
After a while, Ah Xi sat up boredly and put on his clothes.
Liu Qiaolian placed her soft arms on Ah Xi's neck and said with a sweet breath,
"Have you sold the batch of satin silk that I asked you to do last time?"
Ah Xi pinched Liu Qiaolian's tender butt hard, and then replied, "Of course! Isn't it just a matter of my words? But you should be more careful when dyeing the cloth. Something goes wrong every now and then, and you still want me to clean up your butt!"
After laughing and scolding for a few words, Ah Xi finally walked out of Liu Qiaolian's house contentedly, holding on to the wall.
Look at the sky.
"Zhou Paopi and the others should have succeeded, right? What kind of people are they? How dare they practice martial arts? Ugly people are prone to mischief..."
Ah Xi felt a little cold and subconsciously reached out to pull at his coat.
But the next second, a pair of hands were placed on his shoulders.
"Why did you come out in such a cold day?" Ah Xi was a little surprised.
Snap!
A huge force came from my shoulders!
The ten fingers of those hands seemed to be inserted into the flesh, and the muscles and tendons were all torn.
Li Qinglin is like a judge in a cloak, with cold eyes and a dagger in his fiery hands, like a nimble flying swallow.
The cold air and current penetrated into Ah Xi's right eye, went straight through his skull, and then stirred violently! Ah Xi's eyes suddenly widened.
"You haven't left yet?"
Liu Qiaolian heard some noise, picked up the stove, walked out of the house, opened the door and took a look.
It was freezing cold outside, and there was no one in sight. How could there be anyone else?
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