You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"Damn, this bitch..."

Because of Qi Yue's presence, the three men restrained somewhat, but they still didn't want to lose face.

One of the black and fat strong men greeted them, and looked at the two of them fiercely with fierce eyes:

"You want to meddle in your own business?"

Jiang Qiyu still held up her mobile phone and ignored him, but stepped back slightly and lowered her voice to Qi Yu who was beside her:

"Why did you stand up? Didn't you just tell you with your eyes that I'll hold them back, so why don't you call the police?"

But Qi Yu just cast a glance at her, and then imitated her movements and approached her, but his voice did not lower:

"I thought you compared me to a 6 just now."

"..."

Jiang Qiyu rolled her eyes, and gestured for a phone call again: "6."

"It's ok."

Qi Yu smiled at her, then took out his phone casually and said calmly:

"Just hit it now."

Then, under the ferocious gaze of the three men, he pressed "110" calmly.

"damn it......"

Seeing that a man and a woman wearing masks in front of them were so unscrupulous that they even reported to the police in front of them, those men who had always been arrogant immediately exploded.

One of them kicked over the table next to him, picked up the empty wine bottle under his feet with one hand and rushed up cursing:

"You fucking call the police?! I even beat your woman!"

After coming over, without saying a word, he raised his hand with the wine bottle and prepared to hit Qi Yu on the head.

At this time, the call to the police was just picked up.

But before the operator over there could speak, Qi Yu stuffed the phone into Jiang Qiyu's hand, and then walked towards the wine bottle man without hesitation, and raised his long legs——

"boom!"

The first man who rushed up was not tall, so Qi Yue lifted his foot and kicked him neatly in the chest.

This powerful kick almost caused the strong-looking man to fly backwards, and smashed hard on the table where several girls had already left.

The table, which was originally not very strong, fell apart in an instant, and the dishes were broken on the floor.

And when the other two saw that their companion was injured, they became even more angry instantly.

"you wanna die!"

"Hold!"

One of them was carrying a chair, the other randomly found a broken table leg, and rushed towards Qi Yue like crazy.

"careful!"

After Jiang Qiyu told the police where she was, she turned her head and saw the two mad dogs rushing up regardless, and subconsciously called out a reminder.

However, Qi Yue didn't show any timidity in the face of the menacing two men. Instead, he took the initiative to step forward, sideways dodged the wooden stick that was thrown at his head, and at the same time nimbly dodged the chair swung towards him.

He escaped the attacks of the two people unscathed, then shook his arm that had not been moved for a long time, and assumed a professional fighting posture.

"If you are so non-aggressive..."

He tilted his neck to the two who couldn't react, and his tone was arrogant and contemptuous:

"Then I'm going to attack you."

Coincidentally, black boxing in foreign underground casinos was also a way for him to pursue excitement.

And when he was playing games, he also had a special little hobby.

"boom!"

"what!"

"Shut up, your mouth smells so bad after eating shit?"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Ah! Ah!!!"

"What are you calling for? Your dental calculus is two taels heavier than your brain."

"..."

Then, the expressions on the faces of the onlookers at the scene changed from panic and fear to even more panic and fear.

During this short 10-minute fight, the expression on Jiang Qiyu's face gradually changed from initial surprise to excitement.

Halfway through, she found that the man who had been kicked down was about to struggle to get up, so she carried the wine bottle and outflanked him from the side.

After the man finally sat up, he aimed at the target——

"boom!"

After knocking the man down to the ground again, she smiled at the horrified onlookers, pointed at the man on the ground and said with emotion:

"Look at this young man, he is in good health, so he just fell asleep!"

After the other two wailed and fell to the ground, Qi Yue took the table leg he had snatched and walked towards the man who started the attack.

Jiang Qiyu didn't hit her hard just now, he was just dazed for a while before regaining consciousness.

At this moment, he sat up covering his head, but saw the man who looked like a devil, Satan, approaching him step by step with a wooden stick.

Hearing the endless howls of his companions, he was speechless for a while, propping himself up with trembling hands in an attempt to escape.

But when Qi Yue saw this, he stepped forward in two steps, stepped on his chest suddenly, shook the blood-stained wooden stick in his hand, and leaned over to look at the man.

"What did you say?"

His expression was not harsh, and even his tone was very indifferent, but in the eyes of that man, it was like the whisper of a demon, which was creepy.

"I, I, I, I was wrong, I just..."

Before he finished speaking, the foot on his chest exerted more force, making him unable to utter a word.

"I don't like this sentence, please take it back."

Qi Yu shook his head, holding the extremely thick wooden stick with one hand, and stabbed the man in the mouth.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he felt his arm being pulled, and then Jiang Qiyu's slightly serious voice came from behind:

"Don't be rough."

Turning around in doubt, she saw that she was holding a steel drill that she had picked up from someone else's leftovers, and she had a sinister smile:

"Come to the root."

"..."

"what!!!"

Before Qi Yue could do anything, the person he was stepping on was howled in fright by the two living hell kings, rolled his eyes and passed out.

And the crowd gradually began to burst into cheers:

"Li...awesome!"

"This skill is so handsome!"

"Good! Well played!"

Only then did Jiang Qiyu come to her senses, fortunately the two of them were still wearing masks so that they would not be recognized on the spot.

But just when she was about to take the opportunity to escape, sirens gradually sounded in the distance.

Facing several police officers rushing in through the crowd, Jiang Qiyu pulled her teammate with three kills and said with a sneer:

"Comrade police, what if I say...that's how they come?"

And the few policemen, looking at the chaotic scene in front of them, as well as the two unconscious men on the ground who kept howling, said righteously:

"Please come with us, both of you."