Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   "Oh hey~~" The two people who were thrown out lay on the ground in pain and yelled.

   The two of them were thrown very badly, but Zhao Qishan just fought, but it seemed to be effortless. It was easy to throw them away.

   Zhou Hu's group was stunned for a while, how could they expect Zhao Qishan to have such a good skill.

   "Damn!" Zhou Hu spit. "Brothers take the guy!"

   Then, everyone took out a knife, looking like a young and dangerous boy in the 21st century.

   "Give it to me!" Zhou Hu gave an order.

   He doesn't believe it anymore, he can't hurt Zhao Qishan today. So many people, even if Zhao Qishan knows kung fu, may not be able to deal with it all at once.

   "Xueer. Stay away, don't hurt you!" Zhao Qishan said.

  Han Yingxue nodded in response. "Zhao Qishan, you should also pay attention."

   "It's okay, leave it to me, don't take action." Zhao Qishan hooked Han Yingxue confidently.

With so many people   , Han Yingxue was really afraid that Zhao Qishan couldn't handle it alone, and wanted to help, but Zhao Qishan's confident appearance seemed to tell her that these people were no problem at all.

   Dozens of people fought together, but Zhao Qishan handled it with ease. A knife was snatched from these people's hands, and after injuring a few people, the others did not dare to rush up.

   Zhao Qishan didn't hurt this person's lifeline but made them unable to stand up at this time.

   "Brother Huzi, our brothers can't beat him, we've already hurt so much!"

   Zhou Hu frowned.

   "You all retreat, let me come!" Zhou Hu said.

   He also studied kung fu for more than ten years. It's been a long time since I did it myself.

   Zhou Hu pained Zhao Qishan and confronted him, but he didn't make a move.

   A sarcastic smile flashed across Zhao Qishan's mouth, and he said coldly, "You are not my opponent, if you are interested, get out of here!"

   "Don't talk nonsense, talk about your strength!" Zhou Hu was also irritated.

   Zhou Hu rushed over with a knife, and he was indeed able to fight Zhao Qishan a few times, but he was quickly kicked away by Zhao Qishan.

   Zhou Hu lay on the ground, Zhao Qishan walked over. He hid on the ground, grabbed Zhou Hu's chin, and said condescendingly: "I said, you are not my opponent, you still have to fight with me, why bother yourself."

   Zhou Huhong looked at Zhao Qishan, it was the first time he had suffered such humiliation. He must avenge this revenge!

   "Why, you're not convinced? You just said that you spoke with strength!" Zhao Qishan sneered. "Even if you are not convinced, it is useless. If you lose, you will lose. If you want to beat me, you still need to practice for a few years."

   "Why are you talking so much nonsense, kill or cut as you please."

   "No, I won't kill you. Dirty my hands!" The main thing is to avoid unnecessary trouble.

   "Then what are you doing?"

   "I'll let you go, but if I still see you like this, I'm welcome!" Zhao Qishan's eyes flashed a cold light with a strong warning.

   Zhao Qishan got up and walked towards Han Yingxue.

   The little gangster who came, quickly helped Zhou Hu up on the ground, and ran away in fright.

  Han Yingxue looked at Zhao Qishan in a daze.

   For a moment, she felt that he was too tall and untouchable. The way he made his move just now had a halo of his own, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

   "Xue'er, your cousin was so handsome just now!" Hu Xiaoli was also stunned, and said in Han Yingxue's ear.