Chapter 74 I am an accountant
Bang!
The dull sound of broken bones sounded.
With just one punch, the solid plastic mask was shattered, and half of his face was crooked. Four or five teeth spurted out with blood. The whole person spun around like a top, and then snapped. He fell to the ground.
"Lao Dao?!"
Seeing An Jing knocking down Lao Dao with one punch, the gang members were stunned for a moment.
They discovered An Jing, a young man sitting at the same table with Huo Qing, from the beginning, but even if the other party knocked the dagger from Lao Dao's hand, they did not take An Jing too seriously.
In the final analysis, he is just a teenage boy, and his skills are nothing. No matter how powerful he is, can he be more powerful than gang cultivators like them who have experienced hundreds of battles and just survived a bloody battle?
Now, the answer is out: it’s indeed amazing.
But immediately, everyone who reacted immediately entered a fighting state and gathered around silently.
There are a total of six people in Daqiang and his escort team. One of them was knocked down by An Jing's punch just now. Now five people are outflanking them in a formation of two, one and two. The leader of Daqiang even pulled out a long weapon from his waist. The stick, with a shake, extended into a spear, and his movements were extremely skillful.
Such a reaction speed cannot be said to be less than elite, and Daqian himself is even more energetic. He should be a cultivator without spiritual roots. He can only practice until the essence is like a tide, but after so many years of polishing, he will be able to His essence has been refined to a very condensed level.
But Anjing was faster and more condensed than them.
The moment Dagang and others took action, An Jing had already rehearsed the entire process in his mind - no matter what the reason, the other party would definitely kill Huo Qing, and he, the person sitting at the same table with Huo Qing, would definitely be regarded by them as If you are targeted, you will either be humiliated or you will be silenced forever.
An Jing absolutely couldn't accept that Huo Qing, whom he had just rescued and whom he regarded as a friend, was killed for no apparent reason. He also couldn't accept that his life and death were affected by that damn bastard again, so he simply skipped the whole process and took the initiative to fight. Kill these idiots!
Boom!
When the opponent started their formation, An Jing exerted great force with his feet, stepped forward to get in front of the big gun, and hit his chest with a right fist.
The real power of Guanjia exploded, bringing up a gust of evil wind, which went straight into Daqiang's eyes. Daqiang had just grasped the gun, but at this moment he had to abandon the gun and raise his arms to block.
Bang! There was a dull sound of physical collision, and the muscles on the face of the big gun jumped. He felt a burst of armor-piercing strength, which almost broke the posture of his arms. If the other party's cultivation level was not slightly inferior to his, I'm afraid, This punch can knock him down!
This martial arts, this strength, are they really just teenagers? !
But An Jing's martial arts skills were stronger than he thought. The moment his fist was caught, he continued to move forward, pressing his right arm forward to turn his elbow, and struck the opponent with two consecutive elbow strikes. The gun posture broke up.
——Oops!
The moment his arms were blown away, Daqiang knew something was wrong. He was about to lean back and kick forward to force Anjing to retreat, but before he could do it, his jaw shook and his face became fierce. The ground tilted to the right.
An Jing's left jab had already hit his chin.
The severe concussion instantly destroyed his consciousness.
After smoothly taking down the strongest enemy, Anjing stepped forward, stepping on the head of Daqiang who was unconscious and kneeling on the ground, preparing to use his head as a fulcrum to jump up to avoid possible firepower.
In fact, he still had a few options. For example, if the guards dared not shoot because of the life of the big gun, he would kick the person's body towards the fat man on the right and use the other person's body as a shield to solve the problem. The third opponent, then take out the gun and kill the fourth one.
But in fact, when this escort team saw their eldest brother being dealt with, their movements suddenly froze. Two people subconsciously wanted to take out guns from their waists, but they stopped abruptly.
——Aren’t guns allowed in this place?
An Jing suddenly understood when he thought that the big gun was the first to draw an iron gun instead of a musket.
Without any hesitation, he accelerated and rushed towards others.
"Admit defeat!" At this moment, the tall and thin man on the left raised his hands and knelt on the ground naked: "Master, we are blind and blind, so just treat us like a fart! "
With a crash, the other three people immediately knelt on the ground. Their speed and skill were even better than their big brother's gun: "Master, we are kneeling. You, the adults, are in large numbers, so we can spare the lives of the little ones!"
Obviously, without the ability to use guns, and even the most powerful big gun was subdued with one move, the four of them had already seen that they had hit an iron plate this time, and it was not too late to admit defeat now.
But An Jing won't believe other people's surrender. Are you kidding me, typing and chatting tactics, right? He punched everyone in turn as quickly as possible, knocking out all four people who gave up resistance.
After knocking them all unconscious, he finally realized: "Are you really surrendering? And..."
——I’m afraid killing is not allowed in the town, right? Otherwise, there would be no reason to surrender so neatly.
And they dared to kill or 'subdue' Huo Qing... maybe because they said 'something happened'?
But it didn’t matter, he was careful and didn’t kill directly.
If these gang guards knew that An Jing didn't understand the rules at all, they would probably be sweating profusely: If they had known that this man was so powerful and didn't understand the rules, they would have given in long ago.
The battle between An Jing and the members of the Day Tiger Gang did not last long, and it was over after a few ups and downs.
But many ordinary people who saw the fight on the side had already run away and hid, and the people around the soup cake stall The crowd suddenly emptied out.
This skill in running away is even better than the gang members' kneeling down to beg for mercy.
On the side, Huo Qing, who had just pulled out a meat cleaver from Master Liu's desk and was about to fight with An Jing, was also stunned.
"At once?!"
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is it over?!"
Indeed, it's over.
An Jing picked up the telescopic spear that was left behind by the big gun, shook it back, turned it into a short stick, and slung it around his waist.
The material of this telescopic spear is very good, it is flexible and strong, has exquisite workmanship, and contains sharp and penetrating spiritual power. It should be a good magical weapon.
Even if it is used as a stick, it is convenient.
"Who are these people? They are quite rich."
He picked up a lot of pill trophies from the other party. He raised his head and looked at Huo Qing, his eyes burning, as if looking at a lucky cat: "Huo Qing, what have you done? How come these people are so focused on wanting Kill you?"
Hearing this question, Huo Qing opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something or explain something.
But in the end, he felt he had nothing to say, so he just reluctantly stated a fact.
"I'm an accountant."
(End of chapter)