Yu Zimeng calmly looked at Qin Hai, "Miss Lin is very safe. Don't worry, I will send her home when I return."
Qin Hai stared angrily at Yu Zimeng, and said in a deep voice, "Very good, I was blind to have made a friend like you!"
Yu Zimeng bit her lips, her face turning extremely pale.
Qin Hai no longer looked at her. He turned his gaze to the old man beside him and said solemnly, "Weren't you looking for me? "Come on, use whatever skills you have."
The old man stepped forward and sized Qin Hai up with his cold eyes for a few seconds. Then he said in a deep voice, "You injured Xiaojing, leaving him in a sickbed for the rest of his life. He's like a ghost and a human, I want to avenge him today! Do you have anything to say? "
"Why are you blabbering so much? Don't you think that just because you're skilled in kung fu you can be so unreasonable? Let's fight first!"
"Arrogant!"
The old man's eyes narrowed. His right foot moved forward, and before he could take a step, his body rushed towards Qin Hai. He clenched his hands into fists and appeared in front of Qin Hai in the blink of an eye.
"Go back!" Qin Hai suddenly roared and raised his foot to kick. His kick was even faster than the old man.
The old man's eyes turned cold. His fists suddenly turned into claws as he placed them on Qin Hai's ankles. He wanted to grab onto Qin Hai's legs as if he was dealing with a lone wolf.
However, before he could grab the old man, Qin Hai's right leg suddenly retracted, followed by his left leg kicking towards the old man's head.
This kick was actually just a feint.
The old man was caught off guard and could only raise his right arm to block Qin Hai's left leg. However, Qin Hai's kick was so powerful that the old man staggered two steps.
Qin Hai quickly launched an attack with both fists as he went straight for the old man's vitals. His kung fu skills were practiced in life and death battles. There were no fancy moves, only killing moves. The old man was obviously not used to Qin Hai's aggressive fighting style. Not only that, he had lost the initiative and was forced to retreat by Qin Hai.
After more than ten consecutive attacks, Qin Hai kicked the old man in the chest. The old man groaned and fell down. Yu Zimeng cried out in alarm and hurried forward to support the old man.
Qin Hai did not continue attacking. He stared at the old man and snorted coldly, "Don't you dare act recklessly based on your own skill? What about your martial arts? Do you only have a few kicks?"
The old man pushed Yu Zimeng away, rubbing his chest that had been kicked by Qin Hai, his face turning darker.
Qin Hai's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he had the advantage in the previous attack, he had to admit that this old man was indeed powerful. If he kicked anyone else, they wouldn't be able to stand up even if they weren't seriously injured. However, the old man only took a few steps back without any signs of injury. From this, it could be seen that this old man had a deep inner strength, and was indeed not to be underestimated.
Therefore, even though he had the advantage just now, he couldn't afford to be careless when fighting. This old man was definitely the strongest opponent Qin Hai had ever met, excluding the old man from the Zhao Family.
However, Qin Hai was not afraid. He had never been afraid of anyone before, and the stronger the opponent, the more excited he would be.
After he finished speaking, Qin Hai held onto a cigarette with his left hand and waved towards the old man with his right.
The old man was also angered to the point that his face turned ashen. He shouted angrily, "Arrogant!" Following that, he stomped his right foot on the ground. His body shot towards Qin Hai like a sharp arrow, and countless cracks appeared on the two pieces of green brick where he stomped.
This time, the old man's first strike was full of lightning. There was no longer any form of probing or holding back. His one punch and one palm were like a ferocious tiger, striking down Qin Hai in a single stroke.
"Bastard!"
Once again, the old man was hit in the face by a puff of smoke from Qin Hai. With a roar, he kicked towards Qin Hai.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hai was waiting for this moment that was filled with impatience. With a flash of his feet, he nimbly dodged the old man's flying kick and took advantage of it to turn behind the old man.
"Master!"
The old man was also alarmed and quickly moved to the side, but it was already too late. A heavy punch from Qin Hai had already landed on the old man's back.
The old man staggered forward as he spat out a mouthful of blood!
Qin Hai took a puff on his cigarette and stared coldly at the old man, "This is the debt that I'm paying for Steel Hand. It's still early today, let's settle this slowly."
The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned to stare at Qin Hai, fury burning in his eyes.
"You really do have some skills. No wonder Little Jun fell into your hands."
However, not long after, the old man let out another muffled groan and hurriedly retreated while clutching his chest. Qin Hai retracted his right foot and said coldly, "This kick was made for Lone Wolf."
"Master!" Yu Zimeng rushed over to support the old man, urgently saying, "Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
At this moment, the crisp sound of a phone ringing came from Yu Zimeng's body.
She had just finished answering the call when her expression changed drastically. She exclaimed, "What did you say?"
After hanging up the phone, Yu Zimeng turned around and looked at Qin Hai, her lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but was hesitant to do so.
Yu Zimeng bit her lips and said helplessly, "I just heard that when Miss Lin was running away, she accidentally fell from the third floor and is still unconscious."
"Bastard!" Qin Hai suddenly sped up, and in a flash, he was right in front of Yu Zimeng. The old man at the side hurriedly blocked in front of Zi Meng and punched towards Qin Hai. But the old man was sent flying three or four meters away with a dull thumping sound. The next moment, Yu Zimeng's neck was tightly grasped by Qin Hai.
"If anything happens to your elegance, all of you will die!"
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