"You little brat, you're looking for death!"
The bald man clutched his right hand with his left, screaming in agony, the excruciating pain forcing him to step back a few paces involuntarily.
"All of you, get him! Kill him for !"
The pain contorted the bald man's face slightly as he fixed his gaze on Qin Yang and roared.
The other four didn't expect the little blond to be so ruthless, skewering Baldy's hand like a kebab in an instant.
The four were no strangers to wielding knives and chopping people.
Qin Yang's move didn't scare them; they grabbed beer bottles beside them and swung them at Qin Yang.
A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes. Although his body wasn't strong, he hadn't forgotten the combat skills he learned before his Immortal Cultivation.
"Yangyang, run!"
Cheng Suqin had never seen a scene like this and imdiately turned pale.
"Mom, stay back."
Qin Yang uttered a sentence and moved his body.
Among the four, the one closest holding a beer bottle swung it at Qin Yang's head. However, Qin Yang was faster, delivering a powerful punch to the man's abdon with all his strength.
"Ah...!"
The man took Qin Yang's full-force punch and instantly curled up like a cooked shrimp, clutching his stomach as he fell down.
With the martial arts skills from his previous life, dealing with the remaining thugs who hadn't learned any combat techniques was relatively easy.
One minute later.
The four thugs crouched and lay on the ground, pale-faced and wailing. The beer bottles they held fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Baldy saw this, a flash of viciousness in his eyes. With his uninjured left hand, he picked up a nearby stool and swung it at Qin Yang.
Bang!!!
Qin Yang dodged the stool and directly punched Baldy in the face.
Baldy staggered back a few steps and then sat down amidst the broken glass on the ground.
Ruan Xinxue watched Qin Yang knock down the five thugs in a few swift moves, a sparkle flashing in her eyes.
It turns out this guy's not only skilled in dicine but also pretty good in a fight.
"You ca to my family's barbecue stand looking for trouble, prepared to be beaten, didn't you?"
Qin Yang's gaze carried a hint of coldness as it fell on the five.
Without teaching these thugs a harsh lesson, who knows if they'd co back to the family barbecue stand to cause trouble again in the future?
Qin Yang grabbed four steel skewers and looked towards the four thugs, excluding Baldy. The sharp skewers flew out, stabbing directly into their hands, drawing blood though not penetrating through.
"Ah..."
At the barbecue stand, four cries of agony imdiately echoed.
Qin Yang glanced at the four thugs wailing on the ground, then turned his gaze to Baldy; he was the real ringleader.
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