Chapter 601: Mist. Li Qing Arrives
Gu Ye kicked away the person who had caused trouble before and met the bald man's eyes. The bald man actually shuddered. He had not felt this scared since he followed Wang Baochuan, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.
He raised the knife and slashed at Gu Ye, but Gu Ye quickly dodged and turned behind him and kicked him in the butt.
"Hey there."
The bald man was kicked to the ground, and a little girl giggled, which was in sharp contrast to the people around her who were either scared, worried or numb.
They don't know when it started, but they think that humans can't defeat natural disasters or bullies, and all their resistance will lead to more brutal beatings. They are only worthy of eating wild vegetables and drinking muddy water, living at the bottom of society and barely surviving.
Chu An saw all this and felt indescribable. In her previous life, she spent four years trying to fight against fate, but finally fell into despair. However, she did not choose to prolong her life numbly, but ended her life instead.
Wang Baochuan didn't want to waste time, so he called his men to attack together, "Within three minutes, I will use his head as a ball to kick."
The bald man also got up from the ground and shouted viciously, "Beat him, beat him."
Not all of the thugs went over, only half of them. This frightened the surrounding refugees, and many of them began to retreat.
The people in the rich area were hesitating whether to help. After all, their target was not them now. Two of the five people standing behind Gu Ye ran away, leaving only three.
The old man whose corn was stolen took a step back involuntarily, but he did not run. He took out a fruit knife from his pocket.
Due to the angle, Gu Ye did not notice his movements. Chu An narrowed his eyes, and if he dared to attack from behind, he would be sent to hell.
"Here...here's this..." The old man suddenly handed the fruit knife to Gu Ye and said in a trembling voice, "Take it."
Gu Ye took a quick look and saw that the blade of the fruit knife was less than ten centimeters long and was rusty, so it would probably be difficult to stab someone.
"No, keep it for your own protection."
As they were talking, the person on the opposite side had already rushed over. Gu Ye relied on his height advantage to either push or pull, occasionally swinging his arms 180 degrees. To outsiders, it seemed that he was just relying on brute force to attack randomly, but in fact, he had calculated the angle and strength of each move accurately.
The people in the rich area looked at each other. The leading man clenched the iron rod in his hand, gritted his teeth, rushed into the melee, and hit one person on the back of the head. The others followed closely.
There were more than a dozen of them, and they turned the situation around in an instant. Wang Baochuan's face darkened even more, "Come on, all of you, leave no one behind. I want to see how many people dare to help them."
Except for the bald man, all his men rushed over and the situation changed again. However, this also stimulated the three old men. They didn't care whether they had the ability or not and rushed to join in.
Chu An took out a cotton needle and shuttled among the crowd in the melee, but he did not shoot. He just stabbed their wrists at the critical moment to hinder their attack. As for the normal friction between their bodies, he ignored it.
The refugees behind saw that their people did not suffer any loss, and they became restless. After a while, more than a dozen people left the refugee group and joined the melee, and Gu Ye's side gained the upper hand again.
Wang Baochuan grabbed the iron rod from the bald man and joined in. With his height and weight, he could knock down one person with one punch even without using any fighting skills. But when he hit the third person, his fist suddenly felt painful and he had to withdraw it halfway.
He held his wrist, which was chapped because he hadn't showered for a long time, so he couldn't see anything wrong with it. He looked around again, but didn't see anyone who was threatening.
Since he started eating human flesh, he found that his body had undergone many changes, his limbs were swollen, he had headaches all the time, and his temper was getting worse and worse. So he regarded the pain this time as his own problem.
At the same time, the sound of a car engine was heard again at the door.
Chu An hurriedly turned around and was relieved this time because it was Li Qing.
He brought twenty people with him, rushed out of the car and started fighting. Although their physical fitness was not as good as that of the murderer, they definitely had the advantage in numbers.
Chu An no longer hid himself and pulled out the grass whip from his waist. In fact, a baseball bat would be a better choice for this kind of melee, but it was a pity that it was not convenient to take it out.
When Lao Chu saw Li Qing coming, he took the opportunity to shout, "Everyone follow me, someone is here to help us."
Bo Zai rolled his eyes and followed suit, "Brother Qing is here to save us. Don't be afraid, with Brother Qing here, these people can't do anything to us."
Many of the refugees knew who Li Qing was, and some had even exchanged things with him. The Li family was very fair in doing business and never looked down on them.
Under the persuasion of Lao Chu and Bo Zai, many more people followed, and the team suddenly swelled to hundreds of people.
Li Qing was standing aside with the help of a cane. He was wearing a windbreaker that he got from somewhere, and it was unclear whether he was hot or not, but he had the aura of a Shanghai gangster.
"Who are you? How dare you come to Qing City and act wildly? Why don't you look in the mirror?"
Wang Baochuan was already furious because he was beaten up by a group of refugees, and when he saw Li Qing pretending to be cool, he couldn't suppress his anger, "Fuck you, I'm your ancestor!"
He had no intention of negotiating at all, and rushed towards Li Qing with a knife in hand. Jiang Tuo and his three men were unable to stop him.
Li Qing stopped smiling, and his eyes turned cold instantly. Even though his leg was broken, he never forgot to exercise. He immediately pulled out the thorn in his staff, blocked Wang Baochuan's knife, and then used his body's flexibility to turn to his side and stab him in the ribs.
Wang Baochuan didn't turn around, but used his knife to accurately block Li Qing's attack. The sound of metal scraping against metal was very harsh, but it was like the beat of drums to cheer on the team, making the fight between the two sides become more intense.
Chu An immediately shifted 50% of his attention to Li Qing. He couldn't let him win too easily. An easy victory wouldn't make the refugees grateful, but he couldn't let him get hurt. Although Li Qing was not the killer's opponent, he should be able to handle it in a few rounds.
In this fight, the most tired person is Chu An. He cannot kill anyone. He has to control the entire situation and not end it too early. He has to ensure the safety of our people.
Oh, my eyes are about to pop out.
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