Chapter 15 (2/2)

“d.a.m.n you!”

Manu bellowed, and hacked forward with his knife.

At the same time, Manu’s bros also surrounded Qin Lang from all directions.

“Hup!”

Qin Lang loudly exhaled, and then suddenly punched the pillar next to him.

Although that pillar had an exterior of wood, in reality it was constructed with reinforced concrete. But by Qin Lang’s fist, it made an indentation in the pillar, and it even formed a few clear cracks!

Manu and his bros were instantly shocked——

To crack a concrete pillar with one punch, wasn’t this guy’s strength was a bit too strong?

“Peng!”

The moment Manu was stunned, Qin Lang stepped forward, and with that one step, the strength was extremely frightening as well. The bricks under his feet cracked, and Qin Lang’s other leg flew up, aimed at Manu’s stomach.

Manu felt a huge wave of pain coming from his stomach, and his entire body flew away, then it landed heavily on the medicine shelves. Even the wooden shelves got split open.

“Ouch…You…Cut him to death!”

The bones in Manu’s body were as if they were all broken apart, but his violent nature also broke out.

The other bros quickly slashed towards Qin Lang with their knives.

“d.a.m.n! That Old Poison Guy!”

At this time, there was a reason for Qin Lang to curse the Old Poison Guy. It was because he didn’t even teach Qin Lang any martial arts. For most of the time, he taught Qin Lang about the poison arts, the poison scripture, and in terms of martial arts he only taught the Hidden Dragon Pillar to Qin Lang.

Of course, the Hidden Dragon Pillar was good, since it could easily concentrate a person’s power. Before attacking, one could concentrate the entire body’s strength into one point, and it would use the least amount of power for the largest effect of might. An ordinary person’s punch could only use 20% or 30% of the entire body’s strength, but a real martial artist that had trained in pillaring could use 70% or 80%, or even possibly 100%. This was the reason why Qin Lang easily kicked Manu away.

But the important thing was, up until now, Qin Lang didn’t learn any martial skills, so he could only use the more simple, the most primitive punching and kicking to take care of these people and their knives in their hand.

Qin Lang was not a person that had an invincible body, so he had to dodge the attacks.

Luckily, there were plenty of medical shelves in the pharmacy, and it gave Qin Lang plenty of room for dodging. His body was also very fit, and his steps were light and calm. He attacked and retreated, so at that moment he wasn’t at much of a disadvantage. The thugs on the other hand, when they carelessly got punched by Qin Lang, the pain went straight to the bones.

But, at that time, Manu already slowly recovered. He glared at Qin Lang, and it seemed like his eyes were going to spit fire, but he didn’t attack Qin Lang immediately. He whistled, and yelled, “Black Tiger!”

Growl!

At that moment, a black Tibetan Mastiff came out of nowhere, and with one pounce it jumped at least 1 meter high, and it leaped towards Qin Lang.

This Tibetan Mastiff was abnormally fierce. If he got bit by it, Qin Lang would certainly get injured, and it went without saying that there were still dozens of knives aimed at him.

Manu laughed maliciously, and thought: ‘Brat, it doesn’t matter how faster you run, it won’t be faster than my mastiff!’

Qin Lang also felt that there was a bit of problem. If he lost to some dog today, wouldn’t he become the laughing stock of the world?

“Can I only use poison?” An evil thought instantly flashed past Qin Lang’s mind. As the student of the Old Poison Guy, of course Qin Lang had extremely strong poison on him. With a single touch one would instantly die!

But with that, there would be countless of problems later, and annoying things would come. Even the Old Poison Guy would be affected!

As the claws of the mastiff were going to land on Qin lang’s body, he suddenly thought of the blood mantis courageously battling the snake just that morning. He felt that the blood mantis’s two “claws” seemingly contained very profound martial art styles. Qin Lang understood, and he then changed his fist into a knife, and he accurately hacked on the mastiff’s nose.

Bang!

The crack of bones echoed through the air, and the mastiff’s nose was broken from Qin Lang’s hand chop!

The bone of the nose broke, which meant that the mastiff’s mouth couldn’t be opened as well. It fell to the ground by Qin Lang’s opportunistic attack, and it was unknown whether it was dead or alive.

Finished in one move! Qin Lang’s confidence rose significantly. His waved his hand again, and chopped a thug’s wrist.

Bang!

The thug’s wrist was dislocated, and he cried out in pain. The knife in his hand also fell on the ground with a clang.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qin Lang continuously attacked, and both of his hands were like a mantis hunting for food. They were just as quick, violent, and accurate. All strikes were successful!

The cries of pain and the clangs of knives falling to the ground didn’t stop.

Hansan’s three bros were already stunned. From that point on, they finally understood why Hansan needed to respectfully call Qin Lang “bro”. Only kung fu like his could be called awesome!

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