Qin Yiheng didn't even turn around; he simply reached behind him and grabbed.
"Crack! Crack-clack—"
He intercepted the steel pipe directly, and using the counterforce from the tattooed man, he twisted the entire pipe into a pretzel. The pipe emitted an unbearable cracking sound that made one's teeth ache.
Everyone was stunned.
The tattooed man's hand was cut and bleeding from the broken steel pipe, so he immediately let go and lost his weapon.
"Bang--"
Before he could even react, Qin Yiheng kicked him so hard he fell into a roadside trash can, and several people rushed over to pull him out.
"Alright, you've got some skill. Come at me all at once!" Scarface narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and took a half step back.
"Swish! Swish!"
Someone brandished a knife, brandishing it with dazzling skill, creating several intricate patterns, and, in coordination with the others' attack, aimed straight for Qin Yiheng's vitals.
The thug, also wielding a steel pipe, made a mesmerizing feint in front of Qin Yiheng, intending to lure Qin Yiheng into taking the pipe and then kick him over. However, Qin Yiheng didn't even glance at his hand, bent over, and punched the thug in the stomach.
"Pfft..." The thug felt as if his internal organs had been violently shaken, and he felt like he was going to vomit up his dinner from the night before. He knelt on the ground and kept vomiting, "Ugh! Ugh—"
When Qin Yiheng looked up again, the switchblade was right in front of him. If it were an ordinary person, their eyes would definitely be ruined.
Unfortunately, he was Qin Yiheng.
He reached out to grab it, a subconscious instinct for many, but besides having his hand cut off, it did nothing to protect his eyes. The thug holding the knife already had a determined look on his face.
"Um?"
The next second, he froze.
The blade was gripped in Qin Yiheng's hand, and not a trace of red remained. He couldn't move at all, whether he moved forward or backward. The second thug grimaced and used all his strength, but it was useless.
"Holy crap!"
He cursed and raised his foot to kick, but Qin Yiheng was faster and stomped down before his foot even left the ground.
"Click—"
"Aaaaaahh ...
With his foot bone shattered, the second thug lost his balance and fell to the ground, clutching his foot and rolling around. He even dropped his switchblade.
The third thug had already rushed over, his knife already in front of Qin Yiheng. Qin Yiheng threw it away, and the knife he had taken seemed to come to life on its own.
"Click!"
The two knives faced each other, and the thug, who was holding the third knife, was left with only the butt of the blade in his hand. He stood there, stunned.
This cut severed the knife, and it also severed the raindrop.
Qin Yiheng caught the knife he had just thrown, flashed forward, and struck the third thug on the back of the neck with the hilt of the knife. The man immediately fainted and collapsed limply to the ground.
Qin Yiheng stood there calmly, the knife twirling between his fingertips to a point that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The raindrops he flung out were scattered, some even incomplete.
If someone knowledgeable were here, they would see that those raindrops carried residual internal force, and the height and distance of their splashes completely defied physics.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and everyone present was soaked. Even the live broadcast room was not very clear because the rain obscured the camera lens, but this still could not dampen the enthusiasm of the netizens.
[Is this even human? Mom! China has incredible martial arts!]
【Aaaaaaah, I've lost the ability to speak! Aaaaaaah!】
[This is it, I'm telling you, you can't see it clearly without slow motion, okay?]
He's so handsome, so incredibly handsome! My mom asked me why I was licking the screen, hahaha!
[I don't understand, Sister Li. Why are these people causing trouble for the miracle doctor? Are they looking for death?]
To be honest, the doctor's hand speed is so fast, it's dizzying to watch...
[I screen-recorded this part of the miracle doctor wielding the knife. I'm going to learn it slowly. Once I master it, I'll be the next... successor of the knife-cut noodle master!]
Best wishes to you upstairs...
"Fuck you, if I don't kill you today, I'll be letting down all my tattoos! Brothers, get me!"
The tattooed man has been rescued from the trash can, but the trash cans in shopping malls are always full of all sorts of things. After being soaked and fermented by rainwater, the smell is...
You can feel the vibrant green color even through the screen.
However, Qin Yiheng had enraged these thugs. They were paid to do things and were truly ruthless. They never believed that anyone could be beaten into submission. Moreover, this time it was a matter of life and death, so there was no need to show any mercy.
"Still so overconfident!"
Qin Yiheng snorted coldly and threw the knife in his hand. This time, the tattooed man was on guard, and he kicked the knife away with a flying kick, and then continued to charge at Qin Yiheng.
None of the men had any weapons left; they were completely unarmed. However, Qin Yiheng moved with incredible speed, and the rain made it difficult to see clearly. The tattooed men and their companions took a lot of punches and kicks.
"Stop it, all of you!"
Suddenly, Scarface roared angrily.
Lightning struck again, tearing a ray of light through the darkness. Scarface had appeared behind Jiang Yan without her noticing, and now a curved blade was pressed against her neck.
[What the heck happened? The camera was shaking so badly.]
[Oh my god, streamer, streamer!]
[Help! I'm suffocating! I feel like I'm the one being held hostage.]
[That scarred guy has no sportsmanship; he actually attacked a woman and even threatened her? I advise you to get your ass kicked!]
[What time is it for you upstairs to still be talking about a lack of martial ethics?]
[The immersion is so strong, I was terrified!]
Jiang Yan was actually much calmer than the people in the live stream, but she had never experienced such a scene before. The threat of being on the verge of death made her body tremble uncontrollably, and she was covered in sweat in the rain.
But she didn't do anything because she didn't want to affect Qin Yiheng.
A cold glint flashed in Qin Yiheng's eyes. "Release her now, and I'll spare your life."
Scarface showed no fear and sneered, "Kid, it's not that we want to mess with you, but as I said, someone paid to have you killed. If you don't leave here today, this little wench will die in my hands."
As he spoke, as if to show off, he tightened his grip, forcing Jiang Yan's neck to tilt back.
The rain poured down harder and harder, soaking everyone to the bone, and Qin Yiheng's voice grew even colder.
"It seems you don't even want this last chance!"
Qin Yiheng is not a professional assassin. He is not bloodthirsty and does not enjoy killing. In all the time he has been in Yuzhou, the number of people who have actually died at his hands is very small.
But Scarface broke the taboo.
He set his sights on Jiang Yan, and he would never let her go even if she lost a single hair.
"Whoosh—"
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