Horror Studio

At the same time, people who normally surf the Internet in the Internet cafes have left the Internet cafes. This kind of thing, even if it’s just onlookers, is very likely to happen unpredictable. Maybe someone goes crazy and just takes out a folding knife from his pocket and sees someone. Stabbed, and he happened to be beside him, then the white knife went in and the red knife came out. It was another white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

"Boy, I think you are tired of living!" This sentence resounded like an opening statement in the Internet cafe.

A gangster picked up a chair and threw it at Qian Jiangyue, but was evaded by Qian Jiangyue. After all, in terms of physical fitness, Qian Jiangyue, who also has the Pioneer Glory badge, could not be inferior to these gangsters. Rolling around on the edge of life and death, the psychological endurance is even different.

In other words, whether it is a **** or Qian Jiangyue, both can be killed by a bullet, but there is still a considerable gap between the two, at least on the basis that neither side is armed, Qian Jiangyue is not afraid.

At this time, the webmaster came in from outside the door, he was holding his stomach, his face was very ugly, it was purple, as if he was constipated. After he entered the door, he saw the hot-blooded young man who had just gotten up from the ground with blood on his mouth, and saw Qian Jiangyue surrounded by six bastards, and instantly understood what had happened.

"I'm going to drop your hand!" The network manager pointed Qian Jiangyue angrily and let out a cruel remark.

Qiancang blinked and had some thoughts in his mind, but he still didn't move.

"I didn't expect that I would really get into trouble." The webmaster walked to the bar, took the microphone, and pressed a series of numbers, but he heard a dial tone, and the hangup button was pressed by the money warehouse as soon as he heard a dial tone. Up.

"What are you doing?" The network manager looked at Qian Cangyi fiercely.

"Are you the owner of this Internet cafe?" Qian Cangyi asked meaningfully.

"So what, I remember that you were with that guy? Why, you want to help him? Huh, yes, but it’s not something that can be solved by three hundred dollars. I advise you to keep it safe and hold it in your hand. Open." The network administrator gave Qiancang a fairly pertinent threat.

Qiancang yawned as soon as he heard it. He was already very tired, "No." said the word, and shook his head at the same time.

The network manager directly smashed the microphone to Qiancang and pressed the finger of the on-hook button, but Qiancang grabbed the microphone, and then Qiancang pulled the phone one by one, pulling the phone in front of him.

"You!" The network manager was very angry, and his expression at this time could be described as an angry rush.

On the other side, Qian Jiangyue dashed up after avoiding the chair, because it is now in an Internet cafe. Considering the rent and the width of the computer desk itself, plus the space occupied by the chair, the six people can’t actually form a complete enclosure at all. In the situation, at most three people would act on Qian Jiangyue at the same time.

When bullying the weak, the three are completely enough, but in the face of **** actors who have experienced life and death and have specially trained themselves, they seem a little insufficient. After all, they are just ordinary people.

Qian Jiangyue kicked the bully right in front of him. The latter wanted to catch Qian Jiangyue's foot, but there was a big difference between his thoughts and reality. This kick not only kicked him out, but also overwhelmed him behind him. One of the gangsters. Seeing his helper frustrated, the passionate youth also joined the melee.

The two **** in the front grabbed a chair and smashed Qian Jiangyue’s face. Because the place was so small, Qian Jiangyue didn’t have a good place to hide, but this time he didn’t hide. Instead, he picked up a chair. anti.

Then, it is the most prone situation of ordinary fighting, which is more powerful.

Whoever has great strength can take the lead.

But Qian Jiangyue didn't intend to do this. He lifted his right foot, kicked the chair by his foot towards the **** in front of him, hit it on the chair, and then used the leaked gap at this moment to create a chair. Smashed on the shoulder of another bastard.

Judging from the current situation, Qian Jiangyue didn't mean to accept it when he saw it. His purpose of causing trouble was to fight, to vent the unhappiness in his heart, and to deliberately create trouble, as if he feared that the world would not be chaotic.

Under the disparity in all aspects, in less than five minutes, the six gangsters and the hot-blooded young man lay on the ground, some covering their stomachs, some covering their chests, wailing voices constantly in their mouths.

After solving his troubles, Qian Jiangyue jumped slightly, and then took a deep breath.

He was also smashed several times by the gangster, but it was not serious at all, not even minor injuries.

Then, he looked at the place where Qian Cang Yi was, and found that there was a person lying in front of Qian Cang Yi, who was the network administrator who was kicked out by Qian Jiangyue at the beginning, "Huh? Will you help? Watching the show is what you can do. Thing?"

"You know me well. Forget it, I don't expect you to say thank you." Qian Cang shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

"Let's go, there is still work to be done." Qian Jiangyue returned to her bored indifferent expression.

He had just walked two steps, and the **** lying at his feet suddenly took out a folding knife from his pocket, which is different from the ordinary fruit knife~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This knife has a sharp edge, and the sharpening level of the tip is good. Very bad, obviously this gangster made the blade by himself.

The **** with red eyes didn’t think about the consequences of doing so. The three words “losing face” kept ringing in his mind. He recalled the **** he had said before. If today’s events were to be spread out, he would be very much in this area. It's hard to mix anyone up.

Must teach this guy a lesson!

This is the only thought in the mind of the bully.

"Be careful..." As soon as Qian Cangyi's words were uttered, Qian Jiangyue's right foot stepped heavily on the gangster's wrist holding the knife, and the gangster let out a pain, and the folding knife was still on the ground. But all this was not over yet, Qian Jiangyue's right heel did not loosen, but instead stomped **** the gangster's wrist a few times.

The bully was holding Qian Jiangyue's shoe in the other hand, and wanted to take this foot away from his wrist. Unfortunately, at this time, he was completely powerless, and the pain made him howl like a pig.

Those who hear it are sad and those who see it shed tears.

At this time, Qian Jiangyue lowered his head, with a serious expression on his face. He looked at the bullshit's face and said seriously: "Maybe you can use another hand to aim next time you play a shooting game. Maybe it will have a miraculous effect." After that, Qian Jiangyue chuckled lightly, which was the smile of the winner.

Walking outside the door, Qiancang squinted. It was already morning, and the sun was very strong.

"Let's go." Qian Jiangyue walked by Qiancang directly, without the slightest intention of waiting for the latter.

"Go to Chunhuai Temple?" Qian Cangyi was a little curious.

"Well, it's always right to try." Qian Jiang didn't turn back.

"You are so sure that Anonymous has been to Chunhuai Temple, and... has left a deep impression on the monks in Chunhuai Temple?" Qian Cang followed.

"Even if you don't have one, you can ask for an amulet to play with."