Actually, Qin Hai was really drunk just now, at least seventy percent drunk. When the woman brought him out of the bar, he even prepared to use the alcohol to indulge himself and have a night of fun with this beautiful young lady who was no longer elegant but still had charm.
Unfortunately, God seemed to want to go against him. When the woman drove him straight to the hotel, Qin Hai keenly noticed that there was a car following them.
The car that suddenly rushed out was obviously aimed at them. If the woman beside them hadn't reacted in time, they would have been crushed into a pile of meat paste.
Qin Hai covered the woman's mouth and raised his head to look. A person had alighted from the dump truck. The car behind them had also stopped not far away, and a person had alighted from it.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, walked towards the BMW Z4 at the same time.
The woman kept shaking her head, trembling with fear.
Qin Hai's gaze froze. Since these two people weren't here to deal with this woman, then they must be here for him.
Soon after, he gently squeezed the woman's neck, and the woman immediately fainted.
Perhaps this was more appropriate for her.
"Get off the carriage, Mr. Qin. I know you're not dead!"
The person in front suddenly spoke. His voice was very sharp and ear-piercing, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.
Qin Hai no longer hesitated and got off the car. He turned around and looked at the two people in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you people? Why are you attacking me?"
"Who we are is not important. You only need to know that we are here to take your life!"
The man in front did not take out his weapon, but he was wearing a pair of black leather gloves with a metal barb on the back.
The only similarity between the two was that they were both wearing black clothes and a black mask.
Qin Hai sneered, "I'm afraid you guys can't do it. Either get out of here as soon as possible, or come and die!"
As soon as the man in front finished his words, the man behind Qin Hai immediately bent over and rushed over.
He kept his body parallel to the ground, the two knives trailing behind him. He ran very fast, and his footsteps were very light. There was almost no sound, just like a real leopard cat.
Qin Hai took a step back and dodged the blade. However, this person's footsteps rapidly changed as his body spun 360 degrees like a top. The short blade in his left hand also pierced towards Qin Hai's lower abdomen.
This silent stab was quick and accurate. Combined with his agile footsteps, it was almost a one-hit kill.
Qin Hai took another step back and coldly snorted, "The leader of the pirates, short sword. Are you a little devil?"
"Your speed is too slow, your attack is too slow. Compared to Yiran, you don't even have a tenth of his power, yet you dare to kill me? What a joke!"
Bang!
At the same time, a biting cold killing intent came from behind Qin Hai. He quickly moved sideways and a fist shining with cold light struck his stomach. The sharp barbs on the glove even broke Qin Hai's black vest.
"F * ck!"
"Die!"
Before the man could retract his fist, the furious Qin Hai had already grabbed his arm and smashed his bowl-sized fist towards his head.
This bastard dared to damage the clothes that Lin Qingya had given him. He deserved to die!
However, what Qin Hai did not expect was that the arm that he had grabbed suddenly twisted in a strange way, freeing this person from his control. He then quickly retreated, just barely dodging the punch.
After carefully looking at the other party's attire, Qin Hai frowned and asked, "Who is Lightning Fist's Jabbar?"
Jabbar Lightning Punch was a fighting master in North America, but he was different from other people. He liked to play with electricity, and every time he fought, he always carried a high voltage bottle with him. In Qin Hai's words, this guy's favorite thing to do was to abuse himself. That was because every time he fought with someone, although he would often be able to shock his opponent on the outside, he would also be beaten up miserably by the electric currents. This was definitely the most masochistic way of fighting.
Qin Hai knew better than that that back then, he had fought with Jia Ba many times. Other than the first time when he was carelessly electrocuted by Jia Ba, he was the one who completely oppressed Jia Ba later on.
However, it was precisely because of this that Jabal admired his martial arts very much, and even wanted to acknowledge Qin Hai as his master. After Qin Hai tactfully rejected him, he proposed to marry his only daughter to Qin Hai.
Unfortunately, Jabal was a black man, and his daughter was probably a black pearl as well. Although Qin Hai had been a prodigal beauty at that time, he had always liked the fair-skinned Big Bo girl. He had absolutely no interest in his sister, whose face was almost invisible now that the lights were turned off, so he could only refuse Jabal's good intentions and quickly flee North America, lest Jabal forcefully give his daughter to him.
"You are Jabbar's apprentice?" Qin Hai's eyes narrowed as he coldly snorted, "Looks like I'll have to help Old Jia clean up a bit today!" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)
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