Chapter 353: A dragon

Chapter 353 An Evil Dragon

Qiangzi didn't expect Ye Qiu to be so brave. Looking at a few brothers who didn't know his life or death, a thick anger flashed in his eyes:

"I don't know the heights of the bastards, dare to come to our Ye Laixiang to look for things, everyone will be knifed, hurry up and hack him to death!"

The thugs on the scene had already rushed over. At this time, when he heard Qiang Tsai's voice, there were cold expressions on each of his faces.

No matter it was in the aisle or the people in the room, they all pulled out their portable machete, and then slashed towards Ye Qiu.

There are cold blades on both sides, there is nowhere to escape!

A cold light flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes, and he glanced at everyone coldly. He raised his hand to press He Xiaoyuan to the ground, and then raised his foot to kick on the wall of the aisle. The whole person soared up in mid-air like an eagle, and slaughtered him. A person.

The person only felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly felt a sinking shoulder. He suddenly realized that Ye Qiu was already standing on his shoulder. He was shocked that he was about to reach out and chop Ye Qiu's feet, and suddenly felt that his head was caught between his feet , A huge force twisted fiercely.

The sound of Gala's spine fracture was the last sound this person heard.

"kill him!"

These people were desperate thugs. Seeing their companions died one or two, they didn't retreat, but instead cut at Ye Qiu's feet.

Ye Qiu smiled coldly, soaring more than two meters high with a kick on his foot, turning over behind those people.

Puff!

The man whose neck was twisted with several knives, suddenly splashed red and white, and his entire head was chopped to pieces.

Some red and white things touched He Xiaoyuan's face, causing her to scream:

"what!"

She was just an ordinary college student, even if she wanted to hook up Zhu Wei for money, she was a little jealous of Lin Keer, but when she saw such a scene, she fainted.

Behind the thugs.

Ye Qiu lifted his foot and kicked **** a person's ass, kicking that person's **** almost to the point of rotten, and then rushed forward with a horrible cry, leading many people down at once.

Many people were holding machetes in their hands because they fell and stabbed them directly into their bodies because they were too sudden, and the ground was suddenly red with blood.

"Damn!"

"Don't draw a knife!"

Everyone yelled.

Pompon.

Ye Qiu stepped forward, carrying a big man who was about to die, and walked towards it as a meat shield.

I saw Ye Qiu carrying that person's body and rushing forward, and the others kept backing away. When the retreat reached the end, everyone was crowded together.

"Go on, kill him!"

The irresistible retreat aroused the ferocity of these people, one by one roared and rushed up.

"No!"

The person being carried turned pale with fright, and his eyes were full of horror. A fishy smell came out of his crotch, and water was constantly flowing on the toes of his shoes.

Ye Qiu cursed and threw this guy over. He followed closely behind him, holding a machete like a wolf into the flock, hacking and killing him, the knife in his hand shone like a shadow, and blood continued to splash.

People kept screaming and falling down, blood spurting from the wound, spilling their faces.

A strong killing intent filled this space. Everyone felt the momentum of Ye Qiu's body, and their hearts were tumbling, feeling like they were facing a fierce beast, with fear rising in their hearts, and they could hardly breathe.

When Ye Qiu's knife stopped, there were no more than twenty people standing, and all of them were lying on the ground wailing, and the ground was blood red.

Ye Qiu didn't keep his hands.

Everyone here is bleeding with sinful blood. He Xiaoyuan's experience allows him to clearly realize how miserable a girl who was tricked in like He Xiaoyuan in the past will have.

It must have suffered endless insults!

If these people are spared, then he is not worthy of being called China's strongest soldier, not worthy of being called China's guardian, and even less worthy of being called a soldier.

Angrily to the extreme, the arrogant Qiangzai had already been fighting twice, and his heart was tumbling, staring at Ye Qiu with horrified eyes:

Who the **** is this?

Say slash and slash, say kill and kill, life is like a grass.

But he didn't reflect at all. If Ye Qiu hadn't avoided the slash that slashed his head, then it would be Ye Qiu who died here today!

Boom.

The walkie-talkies in Qiangzai's hands all fell to the ground and trembled: "You, who are you?"

Ye Qiu sneered, "Who am I?"

Then he muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "In the Western world, they gave me a title, called the evil dragon."

The dragon has always been a symbol of evil in the Western world. It is a beast that brings bad luck, but it is also an extremely powerful existence that no one can beat!

"Actually, I prefer the title of Dragon King."

Ye Qiu muttered silently, lifting his foot towards Qiangzai, and the sound of footsteps falling step by step was like a death knell ringing in Qiangzai's heart.

Qiangzai stared with horror in his eyes, and fought two battles: "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Ye Qiu glanced over, and the invisible aura suddenly splashed, pressing on Qiangzai, making his heart turbulent.

"I tell you, don't, don't come over!"

Qiangza stepped back and suddenly found Huang Liming lying on the ground. He pulled him up, and then took a machete and placed it on Huang Liming's neck:

"Don't come here, I'll kill him again!"

With a sharp blade sticking to the skin, Huang Liming opened his eyes in a jealousy, and said in horror: "Don't mess around..."

"Damn, shut up!"

Qiang Tsai banged Huang Liming's head severely. His psychological defense had completely collapsed. He just wanted to leave the murderous **** quickly, leave Ye Laixiang far away, and leave Tianguang City.

Ye Qiu stopped, squinting his eyes and said, "Let go of him."

"No, you, you leave here first."

Ye Qiu squinted his eyes and didn't speak, but the aura on his body suddenly suppressed.

The cold eyes made Qiangzai's heart tremble.

People who have not been on the battlefield can never experience the cold and solemn oppression, that is the real war machine, the look in the eyes of the killing machine.

Ruthless!

The cold sweat ran down Qiangzai's temples.

At this moment, Ye Qiu said, "I ask you a question. If the answer satisfies me, then you can leave."

Qiangzai's eyes flickered.

Ye Qiu said, "Where did the goods come from?"

Qiangzai's expression changed, his eyes changed and dodged, and he dared not look directly at Ye Qiu's eyes.

And it was the moment he lost consciousness, the time that didn't arrive for a second, which directly determined his fate.

I saw a flash of silver light and sudden change, and a knife was directly inserted into Qiangzai's hand, causing him to scream and directly let go of the hand holding the machete.

If Ye Qiu's previous opponent were here, I'm afraid he would laugh at Qiangzai and look away from the Dragon King, which would be tantamount to looking for death.

"what!"

Huang Liming yelled in fright. Just now, Qiangzai's hand was pressed against his neck, and the knife flew over and directly inserted it into Qiangzai's hand!

If it pierces more, it will go straight into his neck.