I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 580 Losing the Handkerchief

"This……"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Qin Yong in disbelief.

Is this really human?
Isn't this speed too fast?
And this shot is too weird, right?
In just one round, these black-clothed men were overwhelmed by Qin Yong's body speed, as well as the speed of his sword, and all kinds of tricks.

However, this is just the beginning, and soon, the despair of all of them is coming.

"Hahaha, cheer up!"

There was only a loud laugh, Qin Yong had the experience of shooting before, and now he didn't think about confronting these people head-on.

Everyone stared intently, and couldn't help being angry, they saw Qin Yong laughing, unexpectedly made a wine jar out of nowhere, and poured down a big gulp of wine with his head raised in front of everyone.

Too arrogant, too arrogant.

This is not looking down on everyone at all, telling everyone clearly that with so many people besieging him, he can still eat and drink with ease!
Everyone blushed with anger, roared one by one, raised their long swords, and came towards Qin Yong to fight again.

Little did they know that Qin Yong was drinking at the moment, and he didn't even mean to ridicule everyone at all.

After the previous rounds of fighting, Qin Yong now fully understands his own advantages in fighting.

And when he made a move just now, his rapid explosion immediately consumed the energy in his body quickly.

He could clearly feel that while his physical strength was exhausted, his zhenqi circulated, directly digesting all the wine in his stomach, and it was obvious that it was filled into his body to replenish his physical strength.

This discovery further confirmed Qin Yong's conjecture.

During the battle, as long as he replenishes continuously, this physical strength will also continue to flow.

As long as he can bear it physically, he is destined to be invincible.

This discovery made Qin Yong excited, and he was not afraid of what these people would discover. Anyway, they would all die soon, so he was not polite, and in front of these people, he directly brought out a jar of wine from the system space, and drank while beating. .

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Everyone's swords came from the sky, tore down, and instantly covered Qin Yong's whole body.

Qin took a sip of wine, and the moment he put down the wine jar, he moved his feet and quickly moved sideways, avoiding everyone's attacks in an instant.

Then, he moved his feet, full of physical strength, his true energy was circulating, and his explosive power was unimaginably strong, soaring directly into the sky.

The next moment, he volleyed out his sword and took away the two heads.

Another two men in black fell to the ground on the spot, dead dead.

The others were trembling all over, with horrified and inconceivable expressions on their faces.

This is simply a monster, the speed is too fast, so fast that it is impossible for everyone to form a siege.

Whenever everyone gathers the power of the siege, he turns around and runs away.

It doesn't matter if the crowd can't hit them, he can still rush behind them at the fastest speed, and raise his hand to sneak attack.

I have seen strong ones, but I have never seen such strong ones.

It's okay to be strong in the key, and it's a bit too much to be shameless if you are strong.

The arrogance of swordsmen usually competes with each other and decides the winner. How about someone like Qin Yong who would always engage in sneak attacks?

These men in black were a little annoyed at Qin Yong's behavior, but they forgot that at this moment they were not only swordsmen, but also assassins, and they were assassins who bullied the few with more.

Qin Yong would not talk to them about shameless topics. Between shame and death, a fool would know how to choose.

With previous experience and repeated tests, Qin Yong became even more excited.

He shot again, moving around, making people dazzled.

Especially in the dark night, it is easy to lose track of his figure.

Then, the screams continued to rise and fall.

These men in black besieged repeatedly, and Qin Yong fled repeatedly, but in the end he hit a sword with his backhand.

Originally, they were the hunters, and Qin Yong was their prey.

It turned out to be a good thing, and this was just the beginning, as if their mutual positions had already been switched.

Qin Yong was circling around them. With Qin Yong's body speed and the speed of his sword, every time he made a move, they were basically dead.

Unexpectedly, their attacks did not help Qin Yong at all.

"Defend each other!"

Finally, no one knew who yelled, and everyone immediately gave up the idea of ​​besieging Qin Yong. They backed each other and guarded their surroundings to prevent being attacked by Qin Yong again.

They don't know that their method has already been used by others, but in the end there is still only a dead end.

Qin Yong sneered, and as always, circled around the crowd.

Facing the defense of the crowd, he didn't pay attention at all. Whenever he found an opportunity, he stopped and raised his hand to strike with a sword.

With his speed, no matter how prepared these people are, as long as he makes a move, these people still have no chance to react.

And every time he kills a person, he will back away as fast as possible, and drink another big gulp of wine with his head raised.

It seemed that he took a sip of wine at a time, and it was too late to replenish his strength. He raised his head and drank a few more sips before making another shot.

Crazy, really too crazy, so arrogant that he doesn't take everyone seriously.

However, because they have this strength, the men in black were so angry that they couldn't even speak.

"Du Diu Diu the handkerchief, gently throw it behind the kid, don't tell him, hurry up and kill him, hurry up and kill him!"

Suddenly, a burst of singing sounded, and Qin Yong seemed to have noticed that the scene of the fight at this moment was somewhat similar to a child throwing a handkerchief.

Everyone was guarding against him, but as a result, they didn't know who his sword would kill.

When he made a move, these people had no time to react. Even if they had time to react, their strength was no match for him. A collision would still kill them.

Unknowingly, amidst screams, Qin Yong actually sang this game nursery rhyme.

Well, let alone, this song is quite beautiful. Who in this era has heard such a beautiful, simple and easy-to-understand ballad?
But now, everyone is not in the mood to appreciate it!
Forget about your fucking killing, and singing, who are you humiliating?

It's nothing more than singing, but also bouncing around, just like a child playing a game, it's really annoying.

"Kill... kill me..."

Some people couldn't take it anymore, raised their hands and shouted to kill.

As a result, Qin Yong's singing suddenly rang in his ears. When the man turned his head, he saw that Qin Yong had come in front of him, raising his hand to strike a sword.

"Qiang..."

However, just as his sword was sent out, it was shaken back by Qin Yong's sword.

"Thorn..."

The next moment, Qin Yong's sword directly cut the aorta of his neck.

"Well……"

The man in black let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground, trembling all over.

"Double the handkerchief, throw it lightly behind the man in black, stab him to death with one sword! Stab him with one sword! Stab him with one sword!"

Before he died, the man in black was still singing Qin Yong's singing from near to far, and from far to near, in the ears of the man in black.

(End of this chapter)