Chapter 263

Name:Juvenile Medical God Author:Zhu Mo
Huang Wenlong is hiding in a bar. In fact, this street is full of bars and KTVs. When walking on the street, he can hear the heartbreaking roar from both sides of the street at any time.

The little gangster who led the way took Qin Lang into the Yinghao bar. When Qin Lang entered the bar, the door of the bar suddenly closed, and the lights in the whole bar were all on. Under the strong light, the people in the bar surrounded Qin lang. there was no one strong man, no woman. At first glance, it was like a man's bar.

"Boy, are you good at fighting? How much can you fight alone? "

At this time, there was a arrogant voice in the crowd, and then people around kept shouting "brother long". It seems that this man is the right owner for Qin Lang - Huang Wenlong.

The crowd gradually separated, and Huang Wenlong came to Qin Lang.

Huang Wenlong's step is very steady. Every step, there is a "thumping" sound on the ground, just like beating a drum.

Not moving like a mountain, landing like a drum.

This is the real Kung Fu of the family. Only when the stake skill is practiced, can this step be achieved.

However, in Qin Lang's view, Huang Wenlong's showing off like this is not very interesting. Although this can make these little boys worship him like a torrent of water, it can't have a half impact on Qin Lang.

However, Huang Wenlong was not a fool either. Instead, he stopped five meters away from Qin Lang and looked at Qin Lang indifferently. He was sure that he didn't know him. Then he asked, "what do you want to do with brother long?"

"See you to the West." Said Qin Lang lightly.

"It's not certain who will give it to you tonight!" Huang Wenlong smiled grimly. Although he was over forty, his kung fu didn't fall. Otherwise, he would have been captured by the police. Moreover, this is Huang Wenlong's territory. He echoed all the others here. He didn't believe that Qin Lang was qualified to challenge him.

At least a hundred people were crowded into the hundreds of square meters bar, all of whom were called by Huang Wenlong. In fact, Huang Wenlong has known about Qin Lang's troubles in Shuangqiao community, but he has never started, because he is a cautious person, who has been secretly observing Qin Lang's Kung Fu and identity. After confirming that Qin Lang is not a policeman, Huang Wenlong has a rough estimate of Qin Lang's Kung Fu. Huang Wenlong thinks he can eat Qin Lang, and then he appears. He brings Qin Lang to the bar, and calls his little brothers to help him to make sure there is no mistake.

Even Huang Wenlong himself is not sure to rush out from the encirclement of one or two hundred people. Besides, these little boys still have guys on them. Therefore, Huang Wenlong believes that Qin Lang is 100% dead.

"You don't believe it. You can do it yourself?" Qin Lang defied Huang Wenlong with a disdainful tone.

"Brother long, what's the use of ox knife for killing? I'll kill him!" This year, there is a lack of talents, but there is no lack of fools, so someone volunteered immediately and cut Qin Lang.

It's a fool, Qin Lang thought to himself. He knew that the only way to deal with this kind of early bird is to kill each other mercilessly and cruelly. Otherwise, Huang Wenlong's more than 100 younger brothers would rush up and chop Qin Lang into meat sauce immediately.

Two fists can't defeat four hands, let alone hundreds of hands!

The best way to win over others is to intimidate the opponent first!

In the first year of Qin Lang's practice with the old poison, the old poison taught Qin Lang a way to avoid being besieged: that is to intimidate each other with a cruel hand! But the old poison's original words are: "in the face of a group of people's siege, you'd better start first, because you have the chance to hit people. If you start late, you will only have the chance to be beaten. First, choose the person who is the easiest to beat, knock down the other person in the shortest time, and then ravage him severely. The more pain you have to fight the unlucky ghost, the better and the worse. If you want other people to hear the scream of the unlucky ghost, you will feel deeply moved. "

There is no doubt that the way to give Qin Lang the old poison is very effective. Since then, Qin Lang has been in school, and no one dares to provoke him.

Many people think that it's the truth that "catch the thief and catch the king first", but the old poison tells Qin Lang that this is a wrong idea. Unless you have very abnormal strength, you can carry out "beheading action". In general, the most correct way is to "pick the soft persimmon and knead it hard". Because Wang is not so easy to be captured, there are many experts and dead people around him to defend him. On the contrary, soft persimmons can be pinched if you want to, and the harder you pinch them, the more powerful and fierce you will be, and give others a powerful deterrent force.

When the old poison told Qin Lang about this truth, he also gave specific examples. He said that Zhao Zilong of the Three Kingdoms, when fighting against Changbanpo, specially picked the soft persimmon from the general of caoying to knead it. With Zhao Yun's force, kneading the soft persimmon was a good choice, so it formed a huge deterrent force, which made Cao Cao's soldiers fear it Where we pass, the situation is like breaking bamboo. If there is no deterrent force and fear in the other side, the other side will be surrounded by thousands of soldiers, even three heads and six arms will surely die. In addition, if Zhao Yun chooses Cao Ying's fierce general to kill, even if he overturns the other side, he will be injured, and he will certainly not achieve the effect of deterring the enemy.

Therefore, in the face of the "outstretched bird" holding the knife, Qin Lang directly gave the most fierce blow!

Whoosh!

Before Qin Lang could be cut with the knife, a small black snake sprang out of Qin Lang's sleeve, leaped to his face, and went straight into his nose. Half of his tail was still dangling on his nostril. "Head out" didn't expect Qin Lang to have such an abnormal move. At the moment, he felt something was drilling his nostril. He lost his knife and reached for the snake's tail. But the snake's tail was too slippery. Although the "head out bird" grabbed the tail, he couldn't pull it out of his nose. Instead, he went in more and more.

"Help me - cut it off!"

The voice of this "outsider" is full of panic, and it's going crazy.

"I will!" Another man bravely came to help and cut off the snake's tail with a dagger.

"Broken -" the helpers breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if they cut off the snake, it would surely die, but at this time, they heard a "poof". After the tail of the snake broke, the wound suddenly bled, as if it were spraying all the blood out of the wound.

Whether it's the "outstretched bird" or the people who help him, they are all squirted with snake blood.

Hiss! Sneer! ~

at the place where the snake's blood is sprayed, the skin of these two people immediately begins to rot, and then a transparent blister emerges, and then directly festers, and then the festering place continues to bubble, and continues to feste