Juvenile Medical God

Dangdang!

The roller shutter door was suddenly pulled.

The other three younger brothers felt that the situation was wrong, and they quickly found out the dagger and the machete.

Awu also pulled out the machete, but he placed the machete on the neck of Qin Lang and shouted at the other three younger brothers: "Let the knife down!"

When the other three younger brothers were hesitating, they rushed down from the pharmacy's upstairs to a dozen of chopping knives and surrounded them.

The situation is very clear.

Qin Lang said to the three younger brothers: "Forget it, they have many people and they have lost their knives."

The three younger brothers listened to Qin Lang and said that they had to throw the knife and the dagger on the ground.

"Awu is it? Why are you doing this?" Qin Lang deliberately pretended to be very angry.

"It's very simple, for the sake of money!" Awu took a natural tone, and then said to the big man standing in the counter, "I am already brought to you."

The bully nodded: "Yes! You will mix with me later!"

"Thank you a lot of bulls, thank you!" Awu felt that there was a pretty cow in the future, it would be much safer. Otherwise, as a traitor, even if you get the money, the days will not be good.

The bulls will look down on Qin Lang: "Kid, will you solve the cream?"

The bulls don't seem to believe that a student kid can solve the cream.

"Otherwise, you eat a packet of arsenic, and then let me try to detoxify you." Although the chopper is on the neck, Qin Lang is still calm.

"There is courage!" The bull sneered, "Unfortunately, I don't have arsenic on hand now, or I will try it inside your mouth!"

"It’s useless to intercept me." Qin Lang said calmly. "If I don't go back, Qiang will go to the hospital."

"He can't go to the hospital! We have someone dragging him!" The cow said coldly. "Look at you as a student. Today I will give you a little lesson to let you know what is going on, not a student." Can be mixed easily! Awu, let him stick his left hand, I want to take his little finger to feed the Tibetan mastiff!"

"I heard no!" Awu pressed the knife to force Qin Lang, so that Qin Lang extended his left hand to the counter, and then Awu pressed the left hand of Qin Lang hard. "Paralyzed, the little finger sticks out! Don't let the bull boy want more than you." A finger!"

Qin Lang is still very calm, this calm completely angered the ferocity of the bull, he waved the machete, slammed down to Qin Lang's little finger!

Han Sanqiang’s three younger brothers were scared and pale! They can foresee, and they will be their turn later!

"what!"

A scream rang.

The weird thing is that the screams are not from Qin Lang, it is actually Awu!

The knife of the wild cow actually cut off Awu’s left hand little finger!

Neither the bull nor the Awu did not expect this to be the result.

Awu did not see Qin Lang's shot. He didn't know that Qin Lang was very powerful. He didn't even figure out how Qin Lang got rid of the suppression. Instead, he sent Awu's own left-handed little thumb to the knife of the bull.

Ten fingers and even the heart, Awu suddenly was cut off a finger, of course, so painful, so that even the right hand knife fell to the ground, and then quickly bite the teeth and hold the wound to stop bleeding.

"grass--"

The bull screamed and chopped the knife to the right shoulder of Qin Lang.

The bulls are also very good at mixing, knowing that the bottom line of mixing is not to make a life, so the part of the knife is still very cautious.

However, Qin Lang was calm and calm, and the body gently slipped backwards, easily avoiding the slash of a cow, and came to the center of the pharmacy.

The bulls turned over the counter and chased after them.

He knew that if the kid slipped away, his face would have no light, and the boss would not let him go.

Qin Lang’s bare-handed fists faced a total of 18 people, such as the Bulls, but they were not afraid.

Because in the eyes of Qin Lang, these people are just gangsters, not real martial artists, even though they have knives in their hands, they are also in vain.

Qin Lang stood beside the stigma in the center of the pharmacy, posing the posture of the Fulong pile, and immediately gave a feeling of rooting, standing on the ground and unable to move.

This feeling and tolerance can only be seen from the real martial arts.

The bulls also felt the change of momentum in Qin Lang, but he did not believe that a middle school student in Qinlang could block the attack of 18 choppers. It is absolutely impossible!

But at this time, Qin Lang had bought a hook in the palm of his hand and made a provocative move.

"My grass!"

The bulls screamed and rushed to the past.

At the same time, the younger brothers of the bulls also surrounded the Qinlang from all directions.

"drink!"

Qin Lang exhaled, suddenly hit a fist on the side of the cylinder.

Although the surface of the stigma was brushed with a layer of wood grain, it was actually poured of reinforced concrete, but Qin Lang punched it, but it made a streak on the stigma, and it also shook a few clear crack!

The bull and his younger brothers immediately stopped.

A fist punches the cement stigma, and the power of this guy is amazing!

"Peng!"

Just at the moment when the bull was shocked, Qin Lang took a step forward. This step took out, and the power was amazing. He even broke the floor tiles under his feet. Then Qin Lang’s other foot flew up and was in the middle of the cow. abdomen.

The bulls only felt a huge pain in the abdomen, and the whole person flew up, and then slammed into the medicine cabinet, and even the wooden medicine cabinet behind him was cracked open.

"Oh... give me... cut to death!"

The barbarian bones are like a broken frame, but his fierceness has been thoroughly stimulated.

The rest of the younger brothers rushed to the sword and smashed the past.

"I wipe! Damn old poison!"

At this time, Qin Lang had a reason for the old poison, because the old poison did not teach Qin Lang a half-style, most of the time to let Qin Lang learn poison, poison, and martial arts only taught Qin Lang Fulong pile.

The Fulong pile is of course a good thing. It can easily twist the strength of a person into one. When you start, you can condense the whole body strength to a point to achieve the maximum power with the least amount of strength. Ordinary people can punch at least two or three percent of their body strength, but the real warrior who has experienced refining and piling can play 70% or even 10%. This is why Qin Lang can fly a wild calf.

But the key is that, so far, Qin Lang has not learned any moves, so he can only use the simplest and most primitive fists to deal with these gangsters and the machete in their hands.

Qin Lang is not a knife and a gun, Jin Gang is not bad, so he can only dodge.

Fortunately, there are a lot of medicine cabinets in this medicine shop, which gave Qin Lang a dodge space, and his body is healthy, the pace is light and steady, and the war is retreating. For a time, it is not in a disadvantage, but those who are mixed, accidentally slamming Qin Lang, Immediately felt painful into the bone marrow.

However, at this time, the bulls have gradually recovered. At this time, the bulls are staring at Qin Lang. Both eyes must be fired, but he did not immediately start to Qin Lang. Instead, he whistled and yelled: "Black Tiger !"

Hey!

At this time, a black Tibetan mastiff did not know where to come out, suddenly jumped more than a meter high, and went straight to Qin Lang.

This Tibetan mastiff is extremely fierce. If it is bitten by it, Qin Lang will be injured, and there are more than a dozen machetees greeted him.

The bull smirked, and the heart said that your kid is running fast, but it’s always faster than the old dog!

Qin Lang also felt that he was in trouble. If he lost to a beast today, it would not be a big joke!

"Can you only use poison?" Qin Lang flashed an evil thought. As a descendant of the old poison, Qin Lang certainly has super violent poison, as long as it sticks to death!

But in this way, it will end up suffering from infinity, causing trouble, even the old poison is afraid to be implicated!

Seeing that the claws of the dog are going to be placed on Qin Lang’s body, his brain suddenly flashed through the scene of a **** and fighting snake in the morning, feeling that the **** two “claws” seem to have a deep The martial arts style, Qin Lang heart has realized, naturally, the palm of the hand, the right hand palm knife accurately squatted on the dog's nose.

Ka!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the nose of the dog was actually cut off by Qin Lang with a knife!

The nose was broken, and the mouth of the dog was naturally unable to open. He was taken to the ground by Qin Lang and did not know how to live and die.

A successful move, Qin Lang confidence increased! The palm knife again waved and cut a small mixed wrist.

Snapped!

The little punk wrist joints fell off, and the chopping slammed in the hands fell to the ground.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Qin Lang successively shot, the two palms are as fast, precise, and hit as the predator!

The sound of screams and choppers landing is endless.

The three younger brothers of Han Sanqiang have been completely dumbfounded. At this time, they finally understand why Han Sanqiang should respectfully call Qin Lang a "brother", because this is the name of his M, which is called the bull. Forced!

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