217: C217 Cutting Hand

C217 Cutting Hand

"Fine, consider yourself as capable. This way, you'll be able to beat me. But it's okay. It won't do if it's soft. We still have a tough one!"

The man supported his right hand on his left and right as the veins on his forehead throbbed. He glared at Mo Qingcheng viciously as he spoke in a hateful tone.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Qingcheng shouted.

Because she saw that the man had actually pulled out a metal rod from behind him, and then was the first to smash it against a glass door in front of him.

When the rest of Young Attendant saw that their boss had already made his move, they also started to attack together. They took out iron rods from their waists and threw them at the various items in front of them.

It was a group of thugs!

Mo Qingcheng was quite frightened by them, but in the next second, a figure appeared in front of her.

"What conditions do you have to raise? After all, this is a civilized society!" Zhou Yi slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the few human figures that were trying hard to smash them.

Who would have thought that after Zhou Yi spoke, everyone's movements instantly froze, then burst into laughter, "Haha, who do you think you are? Is breaking one of my fingers that great? I will make you pay for this today! "

As he spoke, the man's gaze became increasingly sinister.

The iron rod in his hand seemed to be provoking someone as he forcefully smashed it against a piece of glass that had yet to shatter.

Zhou Yi smiled: "What price?"

"Of course it is … "She!" The man raised the stick in his hand and pointed at Mo Qingcheng who was hiding behind Zhou Yi. "I'm going to sleep with her today, and …" He paused, "And in front of you!"

The man laughed obscenely.

The surrounding hoodlums laughed as well.

"You …"

"And if I disagree?"

Mo Qingcheng and Zhou Yi spoke at the same time.

"You don't agree?" Brat, who do you think you are? Our boss is from the Fire Hall... "Ahhh!"

A lackey who was standing behind that man said in an arrogant manner, but before he could finish, he felt his wrist go cold, followed by a blood-curdling scream as he fell to the ground.

"Who?" You... You made it? "

The man looked around in horror. However, other than the few of them, there was no one else in the hall. Thus, his gaze landed on Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

But how could that man believe that? He pointed at Zhou Yi while trembling: "I know it must be you, you brat! Just you wait, I …" I'll go find someone! "

After saying that, he began to run out of the door.

"Isn't it too late to run now?"

With a flash, Zhou Yi appeared at the entrance.

The other side stopped with a quick brake, and when the delinquents behind him stopped in time, they all crashed into his body.

Thus, these people all laid in an extremely exaggerated position in front of Zhou Yi.

"En, if you kneel down and kowtow a few times, perhaps I might consider forgiving you!" Zhou Yi crossed his arms and looked at them condescendingly as he spoke with a smile that was not a smile.

Seeing Zhou Yi's expression, the fear in the man's eyes was instantly covered up by his fury.

He, Hall Master of the Intense Flaming Hall, was actually frightened by this guy who was pretending to be mysterious.

Therefore, he slowly stood up, stared at Zhou Yi and said: "Damn it, I will fight it out with you today!"

After saying that, he went to wipe the metal rod on his waist.

But the next second, the raging battle power that he had just ignited was instantly extinguished by Zhou Yi's words: "Are you sure?"

Zhou Yi curled his lips and said plainly.

"I …" The man subconsciously repeated.

"Hehe, why don't I tell you!" Zhou Yi slowly raised his eyes and smiled.

"Brothers, attack!"

He didn't expect Zhou Yi's final smile to actually arouse the other party's ruthlessness. He immediately waved the metal rod in his hand and smashed it towards Zhou Yi's head.

When the others heard their boss' shout, they also attacked at the same time.

"Zhou Yi, be careful!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingcheng suddenly shouted loudly and leaped in front of Zhou Yi.

No one thought that Mo Qingcheng would do such a thing. If the sticks really landed on her body, then Mo Qingcheng would really die.

At the same time, Zhou Yi's pupils also dilated. Looking at Mo Qingcheng who pounced towards him, a trace of softness flashed in his heart, as if a warm current had unwittingly come over him.

It was as if he had never experienced it before, but he had to admit that it was like a stone, causing ripples in his heart.

"I originally wanted to spare all of you. I'm afraid this time …"

Zhou Yi reached out his hand and wrapped it around Mo Qingcheng's slim waist. He then turned around and protected him behind.

At the same time, a cold light shot out from his sleeve and rushed forward.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, clear and crisp sounds could be heard rising and falling from the silent hall. The iron rods in everyone's hands had already been broken into two pieces.

Along with their weapons fell a hand dripping with blood.

Blood was still dripping from his wrist and onto the ground, turning into a small sea.

Half an hour later, several miserable howls rang out in the hall.

It was because Zhou Yi acted too fast, so they didn't even have time to react.

Mo Qingcheng was also stunned along with them.

She had thought that the person she had always loved was that shy youth in white on the university's campus. However, at this moment, she seemed to realize that this long figure had occupied the most important position in her heart.

At this moment, she wanted to scream. She wanted to hug Zhou Yi. She wanted to tell him all of her thoughts and her love.

But just when she was about to speak, Zhou Yi suddenly turned around and said with a cold face: "Is your brain growing up to your chest? What an idiot! "

The fire in Mo Qingcheng's heart was instantly burnt to ashes.

"You just wait and see, brat. We're not done yet!"2

At this moment, those people picked up the palms of their hands from the ground and held onto each other as they retreated towards the exit. However, before they left, they still followed the rules of the martial arts world and said something vicious to each other.

"Alright, Zhou Yi, the General Manager of the Security Department of the Mo family, is ready at any time!"

Zhou Yi slowly looked up and a killing intent shot out from his eyes.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were just ordinary people, this time, they would have been injured on the spot.

At this moment, he no longer had the words to argue with himself.

Immediately, they felt a chill run through their bodies, and then they scrambled to run out.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. Looking at the mess on the ground, he turned around and said, "This matter shouldn't be easily resolved. Go back and send me the other party's information."

After saying that, Zhou Yi turned around and was about to leave.

However, after just taking a few steps, he realized that Mo Qingcheng wasn't following him. He immediately stopped and slowly turned around. "Are you still not leaving?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingcheng stretched out her hand to rub her nose and muttered, "My leg is cramping. I can't leave!"

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