Qi Ling did not answer them, but his eyes were fierce and his fingertips were surging.
In an instant, a terrifying storm swept towards everyone.
The thugs who were hitting the people on the ground with sticks had their sticks and whips shattered into pieces in an instant.
The energy brought by the broken sticks bounced onto them, and screams suddenly rang out in the arena.
"Oh, my hand, my hand!"
"What's going on?"
They were all shocked and looked around hurriedly, and soon found that the sticks in everyone's hands seemed to have shattered into pieces at the same time.
At the same time, they also saw Qi Ling walking towards them step by step at the door, bathed in light.
Qi Ling stood with her back to the light, her face vaguely visible, but even so, everyone could see the chilling coldness on her face.
"Who...who are you?"
"Are you one of ours? Why are you here?"
The thugs immediately picked up the broken sticks on the ground and stared at Qi Ling with vigilance.
The group of people who were being beaten were curled up with their eyes closed to prepare for the overwhelming blows of sticks, but they never expected that the pain did not come.
Instead, they heard the screams of the thugs and couldn't help but open their eyes.
When they saw Qi Ling, a stranger who appeared out of nowhere, they were all shocked and confused.
Among them, there was a man wearing earrings who seemed to recognize Qi Ling and stared at her suspiciously.
Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he called out to Qi Ling weakly, "Master Qi? Is that you?"
Qi Ling raised an eyebrow and looked at the person who spoke: "Do you know me?"
The man with the earrings was so excited when he heard her words that he completely forgot about the pain and jumped up from the ground: "Ahhhh!!! Master Qi, I'm your fan! I've been fascinated by you since you killed zombies!"
"I used to watch your live broadcast every day!"
He danced with joy, and seemed a little overwhelmed at seeing his idol, with tears in his eyes.
After a long time, he cautiously stretched out a hand to shake hands with Qi Ling, and Qi Ling did not avoid him when he saw him.
Instead, he looked at his bloody hands, and then at Qi Ling's clean, white and slender hands.
In the end, he couldn't help feeling ashamed of himself, and was afraid of dirtying Qi Ling's hands, so he silently withdrew his hand.
Just when Qi Ling thought he was about to give up, he quickly wiped his relatively clean body again and again with his hands.
Only then did he wipe the blood off his hands onto his body.
Then he put his clean hands into the clothes bag and rummaged around.
Qi Ling just watched his movements calmly. The thugs and other people around him were afraid of Qi Ling and did not dare to act rashly.
For a moment, the air was quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to the man with earrings who was taking something out of his bag.
Just when everyone thought he would come up with something good
soon
The man with earrings took out a small black notebook and handed it to Qi Ling.
Everyone present had a dark look on their faces, and the corners of their mouths twitched uncontrollably.
This was the booklet that the fraud gang gave them to record their scam scripts!
The man with the earrings flipped through the book until he reached a blank page, as if no one was around. Then he said with admiration, "Master Qi, please sign my name. I like you so much. It's a great honor to meet you today!"
Looking at the small notebook lying in front of her and the eager look of the man with the earrings.
He looked around at the people who were confused and watching with eager eyes.
Qi Ling couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Um... this... brother? Can we talk about it later? Let's get down to business first!"
[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. What's wrong with this kid? His nose is still bleeding, his head is about to explode, and he still wants Master Qi's autograph?]
[Yeah, it's really pitiful and funny]
[Shame on you! Even a fan of Master Qi could be tricked into going to Myanmar and being scammed. This is such a disgrace to us fans! Could they be fake fans?]
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Upon hearing this, the man with earrings seemed to come back to his senses. He instantly remembered his situation and felt pain all over his body.
He slapped his head hard, and the pain in his forehead became even worse.
"Yes, yes, see how I forgot the important thing."
"Master Qi, are you here to save us?"
"Did someone draw your lucky bag? So they asked you to rescue him?"
He smiled in a fawning and servile way: "Can you pack me up and take me away too?"
"Please, please, please, Master Qi..."
The man with earrings clasped his hands together, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
The poor people behind him who were beaten also brightened up their eyes when they heard this, and looked at Qi Ling with longing.
They all hoped that Qi Ling could save them from danger.
Although I know this is a bit unbelievable, after all, Qi Ling has thin arms and legs, and they not only have a lot of people here, but also have guns.
How could Qi Ling do it alone?
But when I thought about how she was able to avoid the guards outside and come in, I suddenly felt that nothing was impossible!
When the thugs behind him heard this, they instantly became anxious and exchanged glances with each other, each of them with a dark and unclear look.
Soon, there was a rustling sound from the group of thugs, and a ferocious-looking man pulled out a gun and pointed it at Qi Ling's temple from a distance.
His tone was sinister: "Don't move, put your hands up!"
"Tell me! How did you get in? Do you have any accomplices? What do you want to do?"
Qi Ling was quite surprised to see that he dared to threaten her, and said with a half-smile:
"Me? Of course I'm here to save them!"
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