The Formidable Son-in-law

There are six daggers whistling to Qinchuan. Every dagger has a very tricky angle. If ordinary people are against each other, they have no ability to escape.

Qin Chuan, however, inherited the Vientiane Sutra. Even if he had not practiced any fighting skills, he just used his agility to jump up and make a sharp turn in the air to avoid all the men's attacks.

Can't help so, Qin Chuan also reached out to grasp a dagger, fiercely threw back.

Poop

The dagger was thrown faster than before. The man obviously didn't expect that Qin Chuan could launch a counterattack in this case. To his carelessness, he was directly cut on his thigh by the dagger and fell heavily on the ground.

"Damn it

The man laboriously gets up, the wound blood on the thigh does not want the money to flow.

"Careless, this boy's means are even stronger than he imagined!"

Almost at the same time, Qin Chuan fell to the ground and glanced back at Fang Wen behind her. Fortunately, the foot just let Fang Wen lie on the ground, and the roaring dagger didn't hurt her.

The man saw that Qin Chuan's eyes fell on Fang Wen, and a touch of cold flashed in his eyes immediately. Although the fight was short, he could feel that Qin Chuan's strength was not weak. If he was still tough, he might not be an opponent.

Thinking about this, the man showed a grim smile and threw out all the two daggers left on his body. But this time, the target was not Qinchuan, but Fang Wen behind Qinchuan.

"Shameless!"

Qin Chuan yells angrily. Naturally, he knows what he's up to. But two daggers come whistling. It's too late to give Qin Chuan any reaction time. But Qin Chuan can't watch Fang Wen get hurt because of herself!

Poop, poop, poop

The sound of two entering the flesh rings, Fang Wen only feels a heavy body suddenly pressed on her body, accompanied by the man's rapid breathing, as well as a familiar taste.

It's the smell of blood. As a nurse, Fang Wen certainly knows what it means.

"Brother Qin, what's the matter with you?" Because her eyes are covered by cloth, Fang Wen can't see anything, but it is because of this that she is more afraid.

"No, it's OK. It'll be fine soon."

Qin Chuan gasped for breath, and his hands strongly supported the ground. He held back the sharp pain in his waist and ran up from the ground.

"Go to hell!"

Without waiting to turn around, there was a sudden break from behind. Without any hesitation, the man rushed up and smashed his fist at the back of Qin Chuan's head.

Bang!

A palm of his hand tightly grasped his fist. Then Qin Chuan turned around, raised his knee fiercely, and tried his best to push the man's waist and eye. The man screamed all over, only feeling that his body's strength was instantly taken away, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"It's hard to start!"

Qin Chuan sneered, grabbed his hands and twisted them along with the situation. When he heard a sound of GABA, the man's arm was twisted into a twist by Qin Chuan.

"Who asked you to kill me, or you'll die!" Qin Chuan roared harshly.

"Hiss... I'm in trouble today, but don't try to get any information out of my mouth!" The man is still tough, in this case, still gritting his teeth.

"Well, I'll make it up to you!"

Qin Chuan picked up the dagger he had hit the ground with, without blinking an eye, and went straight into the man's back.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The man screamed repeatedly. He felt as if the dagger had penetrated him. He was in pain on the ground.

"Now it just enters your chest and rubs your heart. As long as I move half a centimeter a little, the sharp blade will leave a small scar on your heart. At that time, your body will bleed heavily, and no one can save you. I'll ask you one last time, do you say it or not!"

Qin Chuan shrieked, while his wrist moved, manipulating the dagger to rotate slowly in his chest.

"You, even if you kill me, you won't say it!" The man still gritted his teeth and roared.

"Well, I'll help you."

Qin Chuan's anger suddenly dissipated. Since he had identified the man in his heart, it was not very important for him to say or not.

Holding the dagger, he stirred it in the man's chest several times. Then Qin Chuan got up and pulled out the two daggers that were inserted on his waist. All of a sudden, the blood was pouring out. Qin Chuan ran the Vientiane Sutra in a hurry. After a long time, he stopped the blood.

"Qin, brother Qin, are you still there?" Fang Wen's eyes were black. She felt that the voice around her suddenly calmed down. She thought that something had happened to Qinchuan, and she cried out in a hurry.

"I'm fine. I'll untie you now, but you can't take off the cloth in front of you, OK?"

Qin Chuan's gentle voice suddenly rings in her ears, and Fang Wen struggles with it. Although she doesn't know why Qin Chuan asks for it, Fang Wen still nods.

"Listen to you, brother Qin."

Qin Chuan did this because he was afraid that such a bloody scene would leave a shadow on Fang Wen. After all, it was totally different from surgery.