Juvenile Medical God

Wow!

The roller shutter door was suddenly pulled up.

The other three younger brothers felt the situation was wrong and immediately drew out the dagger and machete.

Awu also pulled out the machete, but put the machete on Qin Lang's neck, screaming at the other three younger brothers: "Put down the knife!"

While the other three young brothers were hesitating, they rushed down from the pharmacy's upstairs with a dozen choppers and surrounded them.

The situation is very clear.

Qin Lang said to the three younger brothers, "Forget it, they are crowded, so lose the knife."

When the three younger brothers heard Qin Lang say this, they had to throw the knife and dagger to the ground.

"Awu, right? Why are you doing this?" Qin Lang deliberately pretended to be angry.

"It's very simple, for the sake of money!" Awu took a natural tone, and then said to the big man standing inside the counter, "Brother Niu, I have brought you to you."

Manniu nodded: "Yes! You will mix with me in the future!"

"Thank you Brother Niu, thank you!" Awu feels that there will be a cow in the future, it will be much safer.Otherwise, as a traitor, even if you get the money, you will have a hard time in the future.

The barbarian's eyes fell on Qin Lang: "Boy, will you detoxify arsenic?"

Manniu doesn't seem to believe that a student kid can detoxify arsenic.

"Otherwise, you eat a packet of arsenic, and then let me try to detoxify you." Despite the machete on his neck, Qin Lang was still calm.

"Be brave!" Manniu sneered. "Unfortunately, I don't have arsenic on hand now, otherwise I'll try it in your mouth!"

"It's useless for you to stop me," Qin Lang said quietly. "If I don't go back, Qiang Brother will go to the hospital."

"He can't go to the hospital! Some of us hold him back!" Manniu said coldly, "Look at you as a student, today I will give you a little lesson to let you know what's going on, not you. It can be blended at will! Ah Wu, let him stretch out his left hand, and I will feed his little finger to Laozi's Tibetan Mastiff! "

"Hear no!" Awu pressed Qin Lang with a knife and asked Qin Lang to stretch his left hand over the counter. Then Awu pressed Qin Lang's left hand hard. "Paraly, the little finger stretched out! It's not just you who won't let the barbarian One finger! "

Qin Lang is still very calm, this calm completely angered the ferociousness of the barbarian bull, he waved the machete, and chopped down Qin Lang's little finger fiercely!

The three younger brothers of Han Sanqiang were scared and pale!They can foresee, and it will be their turn later!

"what!"

A scream rang out.

The weird thing is that the screaming was not from Qin Lang, but it was Awu!

The barbarian knife cut off A Wu's left thumb!

Neither the barbarian nor Awu, expected this result.

Awu had never seen Qin Lang shot, he did not know Qin Lang was powerful, he did not even figure out how Qin Lang got rid of the suppression, but instead sent Awu's own left thumb to the barbarian knife.

With ten fingers together, Awu was suddenly cut off with a finger, and of course it was so painful that even the knife in his right hand fell to the ground, and then he gritted his teeth and pressed the wound to stop the bleeding.

"grass--"

The barbarian roared, and the machete chopped towards Qin Lang's right shoulder.

Anyway, the bull is also a senior blender, knowing that the bottom line of blending is not to kill people, so the position of the knife is still very cautious.

But Qin Lang calmed himself, slipped his body back slightly, easily avoided the knife of the barbarian, and came to the center of the pharmacy.

The barbarian turned over the counter and chased after him.

He knew that if he let this boy slip away, he wouldn't let him go without saying anything.

Qin Lang faced a total of eighteen people including Barbarian with bare hands, but he was not afraid.

Because in Qin Lang's eyes, these people are just foolish, not real warriors, even though they have swords in their hands, they are in vain.

Qin Lang was standing next to the stigma in the center of the pharmacy, posing the posture of Fulong Pile, which immediately gave people a feeling of being rooted, standing upright, and unshakable.

This feeling and demeanor can only be seen from the real warrior.

Manniu also feels the momentum change in Qin Lang's body, but he does not believe that a middle school student in Qin Lang can block the attack of 18 choppers with bare hands, absolutely impossible!

But at this moment, Qin Lang made a provocative move on the palm of his hand.

"My grass!"

The barbarian shouted and slashed the knife first.

At the same time, the younger brothers of Manniu also surrounded Qin Lang from all directions.

"drink!"

Qin Lang exhaled and suddenly punched a cylindrical head beside him.

Although the stigma head was painted with a layer of wood grain, it was actually made of reinforced concrete, but Qin Lang punched it, but stunned the stigma head with a few dents. crack!

Barbarian and his little brothers froze immediately—

One punch broke the cement column head. This guy's strength is too amazing!

"Peng!"

At the moment when the bull was deterred, Qin Lang took a step forward. This step was striking, and the strength was amazing. He even cracked the floor tiles under his feet, and then Qin Lang's other foot flew to kick, just in the middle of the bull. abdomen.

The barbarian only felt a huge pain in the abdomen, and the whole person flew up, and then hit the medicine cabinet heavily, even the wooden medicine cabinet behind him was cracked open.

"Ouch ... give me ... cut to death!"

The barbarian's bones seemed to fall apart, but his fierceness was completely irritated.

The rest of the youngsters hurried to Qin Lang with a knife.

"I wipe! Damn old poison!"

There is a reason why Qin Lang scolded the old poison at this time, because the old poison did not teach Qin Lang one trick at a time. Most of the time, he taught Qin Lang to learn the poison gong and the poison classics, and the martial arts only taught Qin Lang Fulong Zhuang.

Fulong pile is of course a good thing. It can easily twist the power of a person into a single body. When you do it, you can condense the whole body's strength to a point to achieve the maximum power with the least power.Ordinary people can punch up to 20% to 30% of their full body strength, but real warriors who have undergone hard work piling can exert 70% to 80% or even 10%. This is why Qin Lang can kick a barbarian bull with one foot.

But the point is that so far, Qin Lang has not learned any moves, so he can only use the simplest and most primitive punches to deal with these mashups and machetes in their hands.

Qin Lang is not invulnerable, Vajra is not bad, so he can only dodge next.

Fortunately, there are a lot of medicine cabinets in this drugstore, giving Qin Lang a place to dodge, and his physical fitness, light and steady pace, and fighting and retreating, he was not at a disadvantage for a while, but it was those fools who accidentally got a punch with Qin Lang. Immediately felt pain into the bone marrow.

However, at this time, the barbarian has gradually recovered. At this time, the barbarian stared at Qin Lang, and his eyes were about to fire, but he did not immediately start to Qin Lang, but blew a whistle and shouted: "Black Tiger ! "

Ao!

At this time, a black Tibetan Mastiff did not know where to jump from, jumped more than a meter high, and went directly to Qin Lang as a chest.

This Tibetan Mastiff is extremely fierce. If he is bitten by it, Qin Lang will be injured, not to mention a dozen machetes greeted him.

The barbarian grinned aloud, and said that your boy could run as fast as he could, but he was almost as fast as the Mastiff raised by Laozi!

Qin Lang also felt that he was in trouble. If he lost to a beast today, would n’t it be a big joke!

"Is it only possible to use poison?" Qin Lang's mind flashed an evil thought. As the heir of the old poison, Qin Lang certainly had super violent poison on his body, and he died as soon as he stuck it!

But in this way, there will be endless trouble, causing trouble, and even the old poison will only be involved!

Seeing that the claws of the mastiff were about to be placed on Qin Lang's body, the scene of a blood mantis fighting a snake this morning suddenly flashed in his mind, and it felt that the two "claws" of the blood mantis seemed to have a high depth Qin Lang was aware of his martial arts moves, and he naturally turned his palm into a knife. The palm of his right hand was accurately split on the mastiff ’s nose.

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded, and the nose of the mastiff was cut off by Qin Lang with a knife!

The nose bones shattered, and the mastiff's mouth could not be opened, and Qin Lang took the opportunity to fall to the ground.

With one move, Qin Lang's confidence increased greatly!The palm knife waved out again, hitting a little bastard's wrist.

Snapped!

The little gangster's wrist joint fell off with a cry, and the machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Qin Lang shot one after another, and the two-handed palm knife was as fast, precise, and as fast as a mantis prey!

The sound of screaming, the machete fell to the ground.

The three younger brothers of Han Sanqiang were completely dumbfounded. At this point, they finally understood why Han Sanqiang respectfully called Qin Lang a "brother", because his M was called Kung Fu, and he was called Niu.