Qingshan was startled, and used his body skills to spin around with his heel as the axis, then came behind the big man and used the acupuncture point to press his shoulder well acupoint.
It was very painful to hit the Jianjing acupoint with great force. Qingshan already knew that the big man was a person with superpowers, so he naturally used all his strength. However, the man's muscles were as hard as iron, and he did not take Qingshan's attack seriously at all.
However, the big man didn't seem to expect Qingshan to dodge his punch. He was a little confused, scratched his head again, and punched Qingshan again. Qingshan quickly thought of a countermeasure. This man had strong muscles and was a power type. He must not let him get close!
Qingshan reached into his satchel and pulled out a rattan whip. With a whoosh, he lashed it at the man's face. The man tilted his head, and Qingshan took the opportunity to step back, putting some distance between them. Qingshan continued to whip him several times. The man raised his arms to protect his head and face, standing still, letting the whip lash out like a stake, until the barbs shredded his clothes, revealing two strong forearms. The man's skin was like tanned leather, leaving only white marks from the whip, leaving no trace of the oily skin.
Seeing his clothes ripped, the big man panicked. He reached out his right hand and grabbed the whip's end, but unexpectedly, he caught the tip of a barb. The big man's mistake backfired, and he pressed the barb into his flesh, leaving a gash on his palm. It wasn't deep, but blood was already flowing. The big man took a deep breath and threw the whip's end away with a flick of his hand.
Qingshan took the opportunity to retract his whip, kicked the ground with his right foot, and jumped back, away from him. The big man continued to punch him, but Qingshan did not confront him head-on. He used his size advantage to dodge flexibly, always keeping a distance of two meters from the big man. Qingshan carefully observed the big man's reaction and finally found that he shook his head when he punched, as if forcing himself to stay awake. Qingshan was delighted - there is a way! It seems that the mantra is effective!
Qingshan no longer kept a distance from the big man. He put away his whip, moved forward, and dodged the big man's fist at a tricky angle. Relying on his slender figure, he slipped into the gap between the big man's arms and torso like a swimming fish. He reached out and smeared a layer of white powder on his mouth and nose. He lowered his head to avoid the big man's left hook, stepped back with his right foot, and floated backwards, away from the big man's attack range.
Qingshan's powder was fine and light, and had a strong diffusion ability. By the time the big man reacted and wanted to hold his breath, it was too late. He felt dizzy, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground like a pile of gold and jade pillars. With a "duang" sound, even Qingshan, which was far away from him, felt that it jumped slightly.
The man collapsed to the ground, drugged by the datura pollen. Qingshan didn't feel the slightest bit of relief, keeping his eyes on all sides, paying attention to the movements around him. Sure enough, after the man collapsed, another person suddenly dropped from the woods at ten o'clock, leaping up to the man's side in a few seconds.
The man was thin and about the same height as Qingshan. He was wearing the same black clothes as the big man, with a head full of dreadlocks. His mask also had a unique skull chin pattern, and he had a pair of sunglasses on his nose, covering his entire face tightly.
The man with dreadlocks took off the big man's mask covered with white powder and threw it away. He reached out and touched the big man's carotid artery, then flipped up his eyelids. After confirming that the big man was just unconscious, he was obviously relieved.
While Little Dreadlocks was checking the big man, Qingshan winked at the red light in the sky. The red light left an afterimage in the air, teleported to the back of Little Dreadlocks, and hovered quietly in the air.
The little dreadlock stood up, walked to the opposite side of Qingshan, stretched out two fingers and put them on the corner of his forehead, waved at Qingshan handsomely, and gave a cheeky greeting: "Hey! Little beauty, you are quite impressive!"
Qingshan could tell that the two men were in the same group. Judging from the fact that the big man was leading the charge, the girl with dreadlocks was probably even more powerful than the big man.
"Who are you?"
"Hey, good guy."
Qingshan rolled his eyes and thought, bullshit, how could a good person ambush a teenage girl?
"Why attack me?"
The little braided girl crossed her arms and continued to block the mountain road in place of the big man, saying nonchalantly:
"My dear, you must be mistaken! The mountain road ahead was blocked by falling rocks. My brother tried to stop you out of good will, hoping you'd make a wasted trip. But not only did you not appreciate his kindness, you knocked him unconscious and then turned around and bit us! How could that be right?"
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