The kid's hands were tied tightly, how could he possibly reach out with one hand?
A magic trick?
"Thanks."
Qin Huai took the cigarette, put it in his mouth, and smiled at Scarface, "Brother, you should get some sleep. You might catch a cold, but it's better than dying. Listen to your brother, find a job after tomorrow."
Scarface opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Qin Huai struck with lightning speed, pressing a point on his carotid artery.
Scarface was completely caught off guard; everything went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
Before he could fall to the ground, Qin Huai grabbed him by the collar and threw him behind a boulder.
There was a thud; the back of his head must have hit a rock.
Qin Huai grinned, apologized, and walked towards the lit warehouse.
This group doesn't seem very professional; there's not even anyone on lookout outside.
Qin Huai observed for a moment, then climbed onto the roof from the side of the warehouse.
Looking down through the glass skylight.
The warehouse wasn't very well stocked, making it seem quite spacious.
There were about a dozen people standing there.
Only one bald man, who looked like a big boss, sat there with an air of authority.
"Go, bring that little girl over here."
The bald man pointed to the burlap sack, and the third brother who had been tied up by Qin Huai immediately nodded, carried the sack over, untied the ropes, rummaged around for a bit, and then took out a beautifully sculpted little girl.
Qin Huai narrowed his eyes.
He had suspected it before, but he didn't expect it to be a child.
What exactly do these people do?
The little girl looked to be about five or six years old. She was very cute, but her hands and feet were tied and her mouth was taped shut. It was unclear when she had regained consciousness.
Looking at the group of fierce-looking bad guys, her big, dark eyes filled with tears, making people feel sorry for her.
But she stubbornly held back her tears, looking pitiful yet defiant.
The third brother showed no mercy, roughly tearing off the tape from the little girl's mouth and cutting the rope binding her chubby little hands with a dagger.
The sharp blade left a shallow mark on her wrist, from which blood flowed.
The sudden pain made the little girl whimper, and tears finally spilled from her eyes, falling onto the dusty ground.
But she still didn't cry out loud; she just looked on with teary eyes.
Qin Huai's heart was burning with rage.
In any case, daring to harm a child is already unforgivable.
These people are all on Qin Huai's death list!
The bald man leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his legs, and grinned menacingly at the little girl: "Little brat, remember your slutty mother's phone number? Call her and tell her to come save you."
The third brother took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to the little girl.
"I don't."
The little girl pursed her lips and shook her head.
Although she was young, she knew very well that she had been kidnapped by bad people and that calling her mother would hurt her as well.
“Disobedient little bastards will get a beating.”
As the bald man spoke, he raised his rough, large hand.
"I won't call! I won't call! I won't call my mom!" the little girl shouted, her eyes tightly shut.
Qin Huai, watching from the rooftop, couldn't stand it any longer.
He stood up with a cold face and stepped onto the glass skylight.
With a cracking sound, the skylight shattered completely, and shards of glass rained down, kicking up countless specks of dust that danced wildly under the lights.
Qin Huai jumped down.
The sudden appearance of Qin Huai startled everyone, and they immediately surrounded him.
When the third brother and the others saw Qin Huai's face clearly, they exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"
The bald man asked coldly, "Who is he?"
"Boss, he's the one we brought back... Scarface said he'd handle things, but we didn't expect him to..."
Before Third Brother could finish speaking, the bald man raised his hand to interrupt, staring coldly at Qin Huai: "Who are you? Where's Scarface?"
Scarface is dead.
Qin Huai said calmly, "You should go and keep him company too."
"Hahaha!"
The bald man let out a disdainful laugh, then his face darkened, and he roared ferociously, "Kill him!"
At the bald man's command, the crowd surrounding Qin Huai attacked.
A murderous glint flashed in Qin Huai's eyes as he leaped into the air and swept his leg across the ground.
The six burly men felt a blur before their eyes, and then suffered severe head injuries, collapsing to the ground.
Upon landing, Qin Huai already held the wooden wolf fang in his hand. With a flash of movement, the wooden wolf fang slashed across the necks of one burly man after another.
These burly men, who were usually so fierce and aggressive, couldn't even put up a fight. They only felt a chill in their throats and their strength began to drain away.
In just a few seconds, their pupils dilated, their consciousness sank into darkness, and they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Now, only the bald man who is the eldest brother and the third brother are still standing.
The two witnessed Qin Huai instantly kill more than a dozen people, and intense fear welled up in their eyes.
Pfft!
In the brief moment the two were stunned, a short knife pierced through the third brother's heart.
He stared blankly at Qin Huai, opened his mouth but couldn't say a word, and then fell backward.
His eyes remained open until his death.
"Who...who are you?"
The bald man trembled uncontrollably, goosebumps rising all over his body.
Despite it being summer and the temperature still approaching 30 degrees Celsius, he felt a chill run through his body, a bone-chilling cold spreading through him.
Qin Huai wiped the blood off the wooden wolf's teeth, then stared coldly at the bald man without answering.
Why waste your breath talking to a dead person?
"I……"
Baldy's heart pounded as he was stared at Qin Huai's icy gaze, and he almost stopped breathing.
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