The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

call out!

The dagger slashed across Ye Qiu's chest, actually tore his clothes, and the cold breath of the blade irritated his skin to the point of goosebumps.

"snort!"

The young man let out a low growl, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes. He was just a reckless man with a bit more strength, and he could kill him easily.

The young man's footwork became even more erratic. Sometimes his body clearly went to the left, but the whole person took a few steps to the right, which was unpredictable. The upper body and lower body were extremely uncoordinated, but the effect was surprisingly good. Qiudu couldn't parry, if it were an ordinary person, his neck would have been cut by a knife.

Ye Qiu seemed to be in a crisis, and was forced to retreat by the youth, and soon retreated to the wall of the underground parking lot, and there was no way to retreat!

"Don't meddle in your own business in your next life."

There was contempt and ridicule in the young man's tone, and he was still thinking about Ye Qiu blocking him in the ward.

Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Butterfly footwork, are you from Mount Wuyi?"

The young man's face changed suddenly, and then he sneered and said, "No, go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, he strode forward. Halfway through, his body twisted and turned into a very strange angle. It was as if his upper body had disappeared out of thin air in Ye Qiu's eyes.

And the next moment, the young man's dagger appeared under Ye Qiu's abdomen, and he directly lifted it up fiercely. A cold look flashed in his eyes, and it was foreseeable that Ye Qiu would be ripped open.

But young people obviously take it too much for granted.

When he was about to cut open Ye Qiu's body, Ye Qiu shook his hand and quickly grabbed his dagger, then turned sideways and hit him hard.

"Boom!"

The young man was thrown directly by Ye Qiu's shoulder, and fell to the ground with a bang, spit out a mouthful of blood, and let out an inhuman scream.

"Butterfly footwork, that old monster on Mount Wuyi couldn't possibly teach a piece of trash without real energy, who the hell are you?"

Ye Qiu walked over and stepped on the young man's hand.

The young man let out a scream, loosened his hand holding the dagger, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Ye Qiu raised his toes, and the dagger jumped up, moved his left hand, and when he stopped, the dagger was already in his hand, he casually swung the knife, and a cold light suddenly appeared in the young man's eyes.

By the time he realized it, the dagger had already been inserted into his ear, and the blade so close at hand gave him a biting cold feeling.

The young man swallowed his saliva. This person's body is really too strong. He can pierce such a hard concrete floor with a single knife. What will happen if it is pierced into his body?

Ye Qiu patted the young man's face: "Answer my question."

This guy knew that he was not Ye Qiu's opponent, and he only had fear in his heart. He swallowed and said, "I, I don't know what you are talking about. I have never heard of the butterfly gait. Someone taught me."

Ye Qiu glanced at the young man, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Who?"

The young man hurriedly said, "Master Tiger, it's Master Tiger."

"Jiang Hu?" Ye Qiu raised his brows, "Interesting, casually spreading Kung Fu to the outside world is a death penalty for people in Wuyi Mountain. Does Jiang Hu have any connection with Wuyi Mountain?"

Wuyi Mountain, a sect with a detached status in China, has occupied an important seat in the Jianghu since ancient times. There are countless masters in the sect, and the current head is an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years. He is a master of the inner family, and his skill is even better now.

"Old thing, sooner or later you will blow off your hilltop."

Ye Qiu thought of some past events, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the icy aura on his body made the young man a little terrified.

"You go."

Ye Qiu stretched out his hand to grab the dagger stuck in the hard concrete floor, and he easily pulled it out. This hand made the young man shudder and wonder how powerful the opponent really is.

"good chance."

At this moment, the young man watched Ye Qiu turn around and was about to leave, and a murderous thought suddenly surged in his heart. He reached out and took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Ye Qiu's head from behind, and was about to pull the trigger!

This guy actually wants to kill Ye Qiu!

Whoosh!

It was too late and then too soon, Ye Qiu turned around suddenly, his right hand shook quickly, a cold light pierced the air, and the dagger was directly inserted into the young man's neck.

"you……"

The young man stared at Ye Qiu with rounded eyes. Before he died, his eyes were full of doubts. How did he know? Did he have eyes in the back of his head?

"Even if the little sheep has a gun in his hand, he is still a little sheep."

Ye Qiu unloaded the young man's pistol and put it casually in his waist, then dragged the young man's body into the van and drove away from the parking lot below.

Ten minutes later.

Ye Qiu drove to the door of a bar, looked up and saw the four neon signs of "Tiger Bar" conspicuously placed there, he laughed: "This name is interesting, Tiger Tiger, today I will do that Wu Song came to fight the tiger."

"boom!"

Wearing a mask, Ye Qiu kicked the young man's body down, then took out the pistol from his waist, pointed it at Tiger Bar and fired a few times, laughing: "Damn, why not?" Just rush in and kill someone's head."

These few gunshots can be described as a thunderstorm, which frightened the people on the street, and ran away screaming, which naturally alarmed the people in the Tiger Bar.

"Damn it! Who?"

A crew member rushed out of the Tiger Bar with a dozen people, his face changed drastically when he saw the corpse on the ground, and he yelled, "Ah Qing!"

Flat head raised his head, staring at a pair of blood red eyes: "Who did it?"

Ye Qiu blew on the muzzle of the gun, put on a chic posture, aimed at the crew cut and fired a shot. When he saw the crew cut lying on the ground in fright, he burst out laughing wildly.

"Damn it, kill him!" Flathead roared angrily.

However, before the people who rushed out of the bar could pounce on them, the van made a huge roar and then left in the dust, leaving only a dozen people eating the exhaust there.

"boom!"

The word "tiger" on the top fell from the top because of Ye Qiu's shooting just now, and hit one's head with a bang, that person's head exploded and he collapsed to the ground.

Hitting the "tiger" and hitting people can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Others hurried over to check on that person's situation.

"Master Tiger!"

The flat head picked up the young man's body, rushed into the bar, knelt down in front of a bald head with a plop, and said sadly, "Master Tiger, Ah Qing is dead!"

Jiang Hu was sitting on the bar drinking, with a newspaper in his hand, he was shocked when he heard the words, and stared at Ah Qing's body with a pair of tiger eyes, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "How did you die?"

The flat-headed voice contained infinite anger, and said: "Just now a lunatic came outside, threw Ah Qing's body down, and fired a random shot at our bar."

Jiang Hu tore the newspaper in his hand fiercely, and said angrily, "Find out who this person is! Then chop him into pieces!"