Chapter 137 Bully if You Can Beat It, Beg for Mercy if You Can't Beat It

Qin Yang stretched out his hands, his eyes fell on his clean and slender fingers, and the coldness in his eyes grew a little more.

Abandoned his own hands?

Make yourself unable to play the piano again for the rest of your life?

Qin Yang raised his head, looked at the man in the floral shirt, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Who are you?"

The man in the flower shirt was stared at by Qin Yang coldly, and he felt a little guilty in his heart, which made him feel very annoyed.

The other party is just a freshman, and the other party is only one person, why do I feel guilty, and even have such a moment of fear?

The man in the floral shirt threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, twitched his foot fiercely, and snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you can't keep your hand. I advise you to resist less, and you can get it done with a brick." Don't get yourself covered in blood!"

Qin Yang nodded: "Okay, since you don't want to say it, I'll ask later!"

The man in the flower shirt looked at Qin Yang without any fear on his face, but with a kind of superior calm, as if he and others in front of him were like ants, and he seemed to ignore him and others at all.

He took a brick from a young man next to him, and snorted coldly: "Your gaze annoys me, you irritated me, I decided to personally abolish your hand... hold him down!"

He didn't intend to spend too much time here, after all, he did something bad, so it's better to finish it quickly and leave, and the other party gave him a very uneasy feeling, which made him even want to talk nonsense. Omitted.

The man holding the dagger smiled coldly at Qin Yang, stretched the dagger forward a little, and threatened: "Don't move, otherwise you may die if you stab it..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yang stretched out his hand seemingly casually, directly and accurately grabbed his hand holding the dagger, and directly snapped it hard.

"Crack!"

The wrist of the man holding the dagger was bent to a strange angle, and the dagger fell to the ground. Qin Yang slapped him in the face with a backhand, and he was thrown flying out. While still in the air, several teeth flew out directly.

The eyes of the man in the flowered shirt suddenly widened, and his eyes bulged a little. He subconsciously shouted: "Why are you standing there, let's go together and beat him up!"

The men around all pulled out the hidden steel pipes and daggers, and rushed towards Qin Yang viciously. However, in front of Qin Yang, they were like babies who couldn't even walk, and they had no resistance at all.

Qin Yang casually grabbed a steel pipe that was thrown at him, and dragged the man in front of him. With a knee bump, the man immediately fell to the ground covering his lower body and rolling his eyes, almost foaming at the mouth. .

No matter who it is, if the lower body is slapped so hard, no matter how tough it is, it will be "exciting".

Another man with a dagger rushed over and stabbed the dagger viciously at Qin Yang's arm. Qin Yang took a step across and swiped the steel pipe in his hand backhand, hitting him right in the arm. On the arm of the dagger.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp bone breaking sound, and the man screamed, dragging his broken arm, and staggered back.

Qin Yang was too lazy to waste time with these gangsters, he swung the steel pipe a few times, and every time someone fell down, the last man holding the steel pipe was left in the blink of an eye.

He watched Qin Yang walking towards him in horror, his legs were shaking violently, when had he seen such a fierce guy?

Qin Yang grabbed his clothes, dragged him to the front, and stared at him coldly.

Although the man still held the steel pipe in his hand, he had completely lost the courage to fight Qin Yang after being stared at by Qin Yang at such a close distance. Baba: "Brother, spare me, let me go, I..."

Before the man finished speaking, Qin Yang had already hit his head face-to-face, hitting him in the face.

"ah!"

The bridge of the man's nose collapsed, and blood spurted out. He quickly stretched out his hands to cover his face, but the blood still kept gushing out from between his fingers.

Qin Yang pushed the guy away casually, and walked towards the stunned man in the flowered shirt and the corpse picker with the steel pipe in his hand.

The coldness and desperation on the man's face in the flower shirt had already vanished, and deep fear was reflected in his pupils. He watched Qin Yang walking slowly, as if he was watching a ferocious human beast approaching.

The corpse picker was even more unbearable. Seeing Qin Yang approaching, he retreated subconsciously, but his feet were too tense to obey, and he tripped directly on the ground, shaking all over his body, even his voice trembled.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Qin Yang walked up to the man in the flowered shirt and stared at him coldly: "Aren't you going to destroy my hands? I'm here."

The man in the flower shirt swallowed hard, and said without hesitation: "He is the one who wants your hands. We just collect money to do things and earn some hard money. Your lord has a lot of money. Let me go. There is an afterthought..."

Qin Yang shook his head coldly: "If you can beat them, you'll bully them, if you can't beat them, you'll beg for mercy. People like you really have the same style and style."

Qin Yang casually dropped the steel pipe in his hand, and then reached for the brick in the man's hand.

Seeing that Qin Yang's hands were empty, the man in the flower shirt saw a fierce light flash in his eyes. He suddenly swung the brick and smashed it at Qin Yang's head. According to his strength, if he hit it, Qin Yang would definitely be bleeding from the head. May be stoned to death.

It's just that his brick couldn't go down at all, and was caught by Qin Yang's hand when it was still in the air.

Qin Yang looked at him coldly, and forcibly pulled the brick out of his hand minute by minute with his right hand.

Looking at the brick in Qin Yang's hand, cold sweat burst out from the forehead of the man in the flowered shirt, and he forced himself to calm down: "Boy, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, I know you are a student of Zhonghai University. Student Yi, if you let us go today, I will pretend that this has never happened, otherwise, my boss will not let you go."

Qin Yang weighed the brick in his hand: "Oh, you still have the boss, who is he?"

The man in the flower shirt said quickly: "My boss is Brother Qiang in this area, who plays in this area, who doesn't know, if you attack me today, it's slapping Brother Qiang in the face, Brother Qiang will not let you go !"

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Okay, I hate trouble, and I don't bother to let you go to Zhonghai University to find me, you can call your strong brother, I will wait for him here, um, I will give you two minutes time!"

After Qin Yang finished speaking, regardless of whether the man in the floral shirt called or not, he turned around and walked towards the corpse picker with the brick in his hand.