Chapter 361

Yan Peipei's mood is like taking a train, from joy to despair.

Because there are so many people with knives, and Xiao, with guns.

At the moment, when Yan Peipei sees Qin Lang surrounded by gangsters, he has only one thought in his heart:

it's over! Qin Lang is finished! She's done!

"Ha ha, are you crazy! Save people At this time, Xiao laughed wildly, "Qin Lang, do you think we invited you to our house today? Look at the knife next to you

With the words of Da Xiao falling, the people around Qin Lang are all aiming at Qin Lang and raising their swords, which is extremely shocking.

The cold light of those machetes reflected on Qin Lang's cheek, but he didn't even blink his eyelids. He still looked at Yan Peipei and said with a smile, "however, you need to sleep for a while, because there will be some children who are not suitable for it later."

With that, his hand suddenly flashed lightly. Without anyone noticing, a few invisible silver rays shot out and instantly shot into Yan Peipei's neck.

Yan Peipei suddenly felt his eyelids a little heavy.

"Qin Lang, are you really not afraid of death? Do you know what this is? " Daxiao raised his gun and roared like crazy. Qin Lang was so arrogant that he didn't even look at him for a while!

"Guns."

Qin Lang finally turned his head, said a word with a smile, and then suddenly asked, "I also want to ask you a question, do you know what I am good at?"

"What? Is it a fight? Ha ha You think we're here to fight with you today? You are wrong. We are here to kill you today! " Xiao laughed wildly.

"Well, you are wrong. What I'm good at most is not fighting, but... "

Qin Lang laughs. In the cold and murderous laughter, his dark eyes stare at Da Xiao without blinking, and slowly says two words:

"kill! People

At the end of the day, the smile on his face was completely closed!

When people around you hear these last two words, it's like suddenly feeling the cold air from Siberia. Suddenly, they are cold all over, and their hearts are cold. It's like falling from the heat to the cold winter in an instant!

All of a sudden, their faces changed, and all the madness and disdain on their faces turned into a kind of fear!

Because, all of a sudden, they felt that Qin Lang was in a terrible, demonic atmosphere!

What they seem to see is no longer a person, but a bloody Shura!

"Do it!" Xiao was also afraid. He gave a shout.

But it's too late!

Just then, Qin Lang moved.

In an instant, Qin Lang's figure flashed like a mirage and floated in front of the person nearest to him.

At the moment when the man didn't react, he raised his hand and punched him like a hungry tiger. He punched him in the jaw of the opponent directly, beating him up.

But Qin Lang didn't go after him. Instead, he put out his other hand and grabbed the machete in his hand.

Then he didn't stop at all. He raised the machete in his hand, and then waved it!

"Whew!"

With a sharp sound, the cold light flashed by.

The cold light is gone!

The crowd didn't seem to feel any different.

But Qin Lang has gone.

Then, behind him, the eight people who were just standing together suddenly looked stagnant. Then, Qi Qi covered their throats and made a "Ho Ho" sound.

Then, in the eyes of the crowd, the eight people fell to the ground, and the "gurgling" blood flowed out of their fingers, and their whole body was convulsed.

One cut, eight cuts!

Oh, my God! The rest of the gangsters are shaking with fear. Are they still human?

However, they have no time to panic or even think about it. Because Qin Lang has already burst into them.

"Poof!"

A knife and down, and three people fell, throat, blood wantonly.

At the moment, Qin Lang's other hand had already taken another machete. His hands danced like a butterfly, flying in the throats of the gangsters.

Every knife down, are splashing blood, as the most beautiful red flowers, blooming.

And everyone who was stabbed fell down in silence, because everyone was cut throat with a knife, and even the right to scream was deprived!

At the moment, Xiao was standing in the same place, his mouth wide open, and his whole body was shaking.

How long is it?

Do you have a minute? No, Not even half a minute!

However, his 19 brothers, who were waving machetes and clamoring to kill Qin Lang just now, are almost dead!Oh, no, they're not dead yet. They all fall on the ground, one by one covering their blood overflowing throats, making a terrible "Ho Ho" sound in their mouth, twitching all over, enjoying the last pain before death!

And this is more terrible than death!

God, who is Qin Lang? How can he kill like a chicken?

No, he's not human! He's the devil!

Xiao was so scared that he almost turned around and ran away. However, he suddenly remembered the gun in his hand.

"Kill him, kill him! No matter how powerful he is, he can't avoid the gun! "

Thinking, Xiao trembled and raised his hand.

But his hand was shaking so much that he couldn't even aim. His heart had been completely defeated by the fear Qin Lang had brought!

"Poof!"

Qin Lang cut down the last gangster. He stood up from the pool of blood, his head tilted, and the corner of his eye suddenly glanced at Xiao who was shaking and holding a gun.

Then, like the devil's smile in the corner of Qin Lang's mouth, he turned around and went to Da Xiao.

"You, don't come here. I have a gun."

Daxiao cried out in horror. The whole person stepped back a few steps and pointed at Qin Lang with his shaking hand and gun.

"Yes, then you shoot."

Qin Lang didn't stop and strode forward, just like he didn't see the gun in Da Xiao's hand at all.

Daxiao was so scared that he didn't know that there were still people who dared to come here with guns. What kind of courage is this? It's really not human!

"Shoot!"

Qin Lang suddenly roared again.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the gun in Xiao's hand went off.

"He, is he dead?" There was a glimmer of hope in Daxiao's heart. At the same time, the huge recoil force made Xiao sit on the ground with a backward tilt.

But then, he widened his eyes and saw that Qin Lang didn't stop at all. He didn't even change the cold look on his face. The pen came straight towards him.

How, how is it possible? He can't even shoot?