The people and the car all fell down.
Xue Lei, who was hiding on the metal cart, was dumbfounded. In just a few blows, less than ten seconds, six or seven people were killed on the spot, their bodies beaten to a bloody pulp.
His speed was like that of a black cheetah.
Even motorcycles have a hard time catching up with him.
At that moment, the biker gang leader, who was sitting atop a distant sand dune, changed his expression. "He's actually a psychic...so powerful."
Psionicists are not uncommon, but powerful psionicists are different.
Their life level is already extraordinary, and their combat power is astonishing.
As Qin Che rampaged across the sand, punching and killing one by one, using corpses as human shields, the morale of many biker gang thugs was already on the verge of collapse.
They were not elite soldiers.
They just wanted to come up and rob someone, then kill them and run away.
I never imagined I would lose my life in this battle.
In just twenty seconds, three to five biker thugs turned around and started running back the way they came.
In the center of the battlefield, Qin Che threw the corpse violently at a thug. The mangled body suddenly intensified the thug's fear, causing him to scream and grab his motorcycle to get off the ground before turning and running away.
The remaining thugs continued to fire at Qin Che.
But he managed to dodge the bullets, and after two quick movements, he crushed their heads, one in each hand.
The biker gang leader felt a chill run down his spine.
If this continues, his entire group will perish here.
"Retreat immediately!"
After saying that, he ran down the sand dune, got on the motorcycle, and sped away.
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