chapter Ten

Pei Yusheng stood far away, and with his anti-reconnaissance ability, it was naturally impossible for those who were ready to outflank Qi Ji to notice him.

On the contrary, it was much more convenient for him to see those six people.

The six were all burly men, with big shoulders and round waists, well-developed muscles, and bulging temples. At first glance, they were obviously trainees. The encirclement position they chose was also very accurate, completely blocking all the escape routes.

On the phone, it was said that Qi Ji was being targeted, which was true.

Pei Yusheng looked at the boy's elongated figure under the gray-white street lamp and narrowed his eyes.

When he met for the first time, he could see that this little boy had some foundation, and his body and demeanor were very beautiful. But after taking a closer look, found that the other party was really thin. He could hold his big arm with one hand, and the whole person was only a small ball in his arms, and he couldn't squeeze a few ounces of flesh.

And the skin of this little boy is so thin that his ears will turn red when he breathes. It doesn't seem to be suitable for too intense exercise.

In terms of strength alone, Qi Ji had no advantage. Moreover, this is obviously a street fight, which is not the same as the combat training that is all over the place. Pei Yusheng has never seen Qi Ji's performance when he is actually working with people, but Qi Ji's way of doing things seems to have been taught seriously, and the children don't consciously bring some habit of keeping their back straight on weekdays, it seems a little bit It's like being trained by someone in the army.

In this way, he is more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but he may suffer a secret loss against people who are wild on the streets. With the fact that there are six people on the other side, it becomes even more apparent that Qi Ji has a lot of bad luck, and the odds of winning are really slim.

When Pei Yusheng estimated, Qi Ji in the distance seemed to have noticed the strange atmosphere around him. Although he didn't meet the six people directly, his pace slowed down significantly.

Although Huating Club is located in a prime location, the side entrances are all dark and deep alleys. There are very few pedestrians on weekdays. In addition, it is late at night, and the surrounding area becomes more and more empty.

It also seemed that the deliberately suppressed sound of approaching footsteps became more and more treacherous.

Pei Yusheng watched from a distance, and Qi Ji's movements could be seen just where he was standing. Seeing that the other party slowed down and finally stopped, he thought that Qi Ji was evaluating the situation and looking for an opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, the other party stood still, and instead of looking around, he felt something out of his pocket.

The street lights were dim, covering the alley with a gray veil. It was Pei Yusheng who was two seconds late before he could see clearly what was lying in Qi Ji's palm.

It was actually a cigarette.

The cigarette was wrapped in rough paper, and it looked a little different from ordinary tobacco. Pei Yusheng was well-informed, but he couldn't recognize the brand of the cigarette at the first time. He could only rely on the rough and scribbled packaging to see that it was unlikely to be expensive tobacco.

What's even stranger than the strange packaging of the cigarette is Qi Ji's actions.

It was too late, nearly half of the night, Pei Yusheng thought that Qi Ji wanted to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself before he started, but he didn't think that the other party didn't bring out the lighter at all, but directly peeled off the paper of the cigarette.

It was only now that Pei Yusheng could see clearly that the wrapper was not wrapped in tobacco shreds, but rather larger pieces of tobacco.

He looked at the boy and had an unbelievable guess.

Not far away, the boy with red lips and white teeth, with a sweet and sweet smile in the company, had no expression on his face, and directly put the peeled cigarettes into his mouth.

Pei Yusheng frowned, and sure enough, he guessed right.

Qi Ji is not smoking. He is chewing tobacco.

It's not that Pei Yusheng has never seen this way of chewing tobacco. Chewing tobacco is much more stimulating than smoking, it refreshes the throat, and the energy after chewing tobacco chips can rush directly to the back of the head along the nose and mouth.

Ordinary people can't stand this kind of impulse. Those who chew tobacco like this are either smokers who have been smoking for decades, or are desperadoes who are on the edge of life and death. They need an extreme stimulation comparable to death. Excitement makes the nerves excited .

So Pei Yusheng never imagined that this kid who was so good-looking that he could go directly to the host and receive the Outstanding Student Award on the podium would actually chew tobacco.

He remembered that Qi Ji's fingers and teeth were white and not yellowed. Pei Yusheng had never even seen Qi Ji smoke, and there was no ashtray at the company's workstation.

But now, he saw with his own eyes the skill of the other party when chewing tobacco, and he was decisive and did not change his face.

When Qi Ji put the cigarette into his mouth, the six tall men who followed him had already walked out of the shadows and surrounded him. The afterglow of the street lamp in the distance caught them. Compared with the thin Qi Ji, each of their arms were even bigger than the boy's. The legs were thicker.

Before the game started, the disparity in the momentum between the two sides was enough to make people frightened.

The alley was terribly silent, except for some loud music from the nightclub in the distance. When they actually showed up, this group of people didn't even say harsh words, let alone any other explanation.

Clearly they no longer need to bluff with rhetoric. From the very beginning, this was a well-designed hunt specifically for Qi Ji.

Pei Yusheng folded his arms with one hand and rubbed his lips with his fingers.

The child's situation doesn't look good. He thought about it and planned to find a suitable opportunity to help.

Just at the clubhouse, Pei Yusheng found Qi Jizhi's bandage under his clothes, and he could roughly see that the opponent's injury was near his wrist, and the force of his punches would also be affected.

Usually a little injury can be considered fun, but when it comes to such a critical juncture, you have to take the backlog of injuries into consideration.

Before Pei Yusheng made a move, at the end of the alley in the distance, almost in the blink of an eye, the slender figure was completely surrounded by six burly men, engulfing him.

It is impossible for anyone to keep their hands in this situation, fisting to the flesh in the dark and cramped alley. "Bang! Bang!" The muffled sound of fists and muscles collided in the quiet and dark alley, and it was still clearly audible across the entire alley.

The crisp sound of the joint in the middle, the painful cry suppressed in the throat, the dull sound of the body hitting the dilapidated wall, together with the shattered wall skin and gravel, scattered in the night wind.

The alley was narrow, and it was difficult to see the specific situation. Pei Yu thought for a while, then stepped on the rough and uneven surface of the high wall beside him.

The wall was less than half the thickness of the sole of his foot, but Pei Yusheng stood firm, hiding in the darkness where the street lights couldn't shine, looking down from above.

He saw Qi Ji in the center of the battle circle at a glance.

The six strong men are all trainers, and their movements are extremely fierce, and their punches are wrapped in a fierce wind. But Qi Ji was more ruthless than them. Even if he was punched, he had to fight hard. This deadly momentum, which seemed to have no pain nerves, made him exchange injuries for injuries, and he was even more aggressive than the six.

Almost tore apart the encirclement of six people.

Pei Yusheng raised his eyebrows.

He knew that Qi Ji was not as well-behaved as he appeared, but he didn't expect the other party to be so fierce and beautiful.

As the fight between the two sides became more and more anklet, Pei Yusheng also discovered another obvious advantage of Qi Ji - children's limbs are nimble, their speed is extremely fast, they can often be half a step ahead of others, and they have a considerable advantage in fighting. His actual combat experience was a little richer than Pei Yusheng had imagined. He had only managed a hundred moves, and he had slowly figured out the basic skills of these people.

Seeing that slender figure dodged under the three men's pincers, and then kicked the other person's chest with a sudden kick after they rushed into the air, Pei Yusheng's eyes became more and more interesting.

This level of adaptability is really commendable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a talent. Even Pei Yusheng, in the three years he served in the special forces, had never seen a few people who could respond faster than Qi Ji.

Of course, in addition to talent, this resilience also requires long-term actual combat and high-intensity training. In any case, this is really not the ability of an ordinary technology company intern.

Pei Yusheng couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Where did this slender, slender, deceitful little boy who seemed to be helpless and deceitful with a well-behaved appearance learnt these skills, and how did he develop such a fierce temperament?

The bleak night wind swept through the dead leaves on the street, and the temperature in the middle of the night was cold enough to make people shrink their necks and rub their hands. However, the bleak autumn wind that was in full swing turned the curiosity of the stars into a wildfire.

Looking at the boy who gradually changed from being stretched to having a little wiggle room, Pei Yusheng suddenly felt a little warmhearted.

It was only when he left the club that he confirmed on the phone that Qi Ji had something to do with the boxing ring. Seeing that the other party's current skill, since he would be specially targeted, it was most likely the trouble caused by the underground black boxing.

Pei Yusheng couldn't help thinking.

Such a beautiful skill, if standing on a high platform, under the spotlight, what kind of dazzling light will it bloom?

As the man pondered for a moment, the chaos at the end of the alley became more and more intense. In addition to speed and adaptability, Qi Ji has another distinct advantage—the six-person combat capability is indeed outstanding, but the cooperation between multiple people is definitely not seamless.

Probably to be foolproof, there were so many people there to find out the bottom line, but Qi Ji was originally slender and flexible. His goals are small, others are hard to find, but he will be tied down because of redundant accomplices.

This was also the plan from the beginning. He himself is quick to shoot, and his prediction of the six people becomes more and more accurate as time progresses, and more and more mistakes are induced by the other party. It didn't take long for the other party to be injured several times, and most of them were accidentally injured by their accomplices.

On the other hand, Qi Ji's movements were not affected at all.

The leader of the six apparently also sensed Qi Ji's provocation, and their losses were much greater than planned. If this goes on, Qi Ji's stamina has not been exhausted, and they will have to break a few first.

When two people hit each other again, Qi Ji, who was originally between them, broke away from the siege like a swimming fish at the last second, the leader's blood surged, and he stretched out his hand to push away the two in front of him: "You two, Go around and wait..."

As soon as the leader opened his mouth, before half a sentence was finished, a thin black shadow suddenly flew in front of him.

"what!!!"

Qi Ji, who was two steps away, took advantage of his distraction, and raised his legs and kicked the leader directly in the face!

Nosebleed splattered and flew into the air wrapped in a broken tooth. The tragic scream was shrill and ear-piercing, and it lingered for a long time.

This kick was so powerful and targeted, it directly kicked the 1.9-meter strong man out, and overwhelmed another person who didn't have time to react at all.

Even Pei Yusheng, who had won the team's fighting championship for three years in a row, was impressed.

This is the advantage of speed. Although the power of the leg movement is sufficient, the danger is also very high. No matter what genre, the body will inevitably reveal a lot of flaws when making a leg move, giving the opponent a fatal opportunity to make a move, so that there is a saying that "lift your leg and lose half your home".

However, Qi Ji's move was extremely fast, powerful and precise. Before the opponent could react, he had already hit the most powerful boss, kicking the opponent directly out of two meters, making the strongest fighting force among the six. Instant damage.

The remaining few people didn't even realize what happened when Qi Ji received their legs, so they just watched the boss fly out.

The strongest leader was knocked out, and another one was crushed by the trend. Naturally, it was impossible for the remaining four to become a climate again, and they were quickly defeated by Qi Ji one by one.

Pei Yusheng stood on the high wall, and he could see all the details of the melee at a glance. The young man is thin and smooth, and his movements are pleasing to the eye. The beauty of slender body and strength has been perfectly combined in him, and an amazing sense of beauty is revealed in the blood and violence.

The night wind blew away the clouds covering the sky, and the moonlight was like water, gently falling on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Like a moonlit ephemera, it was instantly stunning.

However, this scene fell into Pei Yusheng's eyes, but it was a hundred times brighter than the pure white Epiphyllum.

Like the opening act of the same person a few hours ago.

Pure, focused, but inadvertently poured a handful of spirits, burning in the hearts of witnesses.

In the dark of night, the young man's movements were smooth and smooth.

Elbow strikes, knee pushes, joint techniques.

Heavy beating, choking, high sweeping legs.

Blood energy rose in the fierce fist wind.

What is wrapped in it is a rich eroticism that can't be enlightened.

Like a thick to pure white fog, silently lingering in the nose.

When he came back to his senses, his lips and teeth were already full of fragrant fragrance.

After a long time, the last scream was difficult to dissipate, and the alley lay in a circle, only the slender figure was still standing.

The lights are dim, and only the moonlight is left. The young man soaked in Yin red blood gasped heavily, raised his hand and wiped off the blood dripping from his long eyelashes.

He wears a flat and thick rope on his wrist, soaked in blood, his dark hair is heavy, not like an ornament, but like a black shackle, which is attached to the white but bruised wrist bone, which firmly binds the slender wrist. .

One can't wait to grab it with one hand and lock him in his arms...

The night is rich, and the darkness in Pei Yusheng's eyes is deeper than that of the cool night.

The man never participated in this fight from beginning to end, but the vital point in his chest was suddenly hit by the air at this moment.

The loud noise exploded in the heart, and the roar tore the eardrums. The roar of desire overflowed from the bottom of my heart, deafening.

...lock him in his arms, imprison him for life.

"call……"

The heavy breathing resounded like the sound of an old bellows, echoing in the alley that had become silent again.

After finally knocking down all six of them, Qi Ji panted for a while before barely breathing in some fresh air from the smell of rust.

His previous concussion has not yet fully recovered, and it is usually fine, but this time, with a vigorous exercise, the dizziness that is difficult to endure swept back. Old illnesses piled up new injuries, and after a fierce battle was finally over, Qi Ji couldn't hide his staggering when he walked.

"Cough, cough cough... huh..."

Qi Ji coughed a few times, and when the black mist in front of him gradually dissipated, he slowly stretched out his hand and took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his arms.

The sheet of paper is unfolded and spread out. Qi Ji lowered his head, spit out the chewed and blood-stained tobacco chips, and repackaged them.

There is no smoke in the mouth, but the taste is still strong. The spicy taste of the inferior tobacco slices is mixed with a thick bloody smell, and it lingers in the throat.

Qi Ji coughed weakly again, looked up and looked around.

Then, he bypassed those who were knocked out and the dirty mud garbage scattered everywhere, and threw the paper bag into the tall garbage can that was useless by the wall.

Although it didn't play any substantial role, the long-term accumulation of rubbish and the rotten and stench in the trash can still exudes a damp stench. Qi Ji's five senses are already sensitive, and the stench of blood mixed with it pours into his nose, making it even more unbearable for him. .

His eyes were dimly lit, and even the dim light of the gray-white street lamps had disappeared. As if there were drums and hammers in his temples, Qi Ji raised his hand, pressed the sharp and stinging forehead, and panted hard.

Just at this most uncomfortable time, he suddenly heard a fierce sound of breaking through the air. With resentment, sternness and ferocious blood—

"Shhh!!"

What followed was a scream.

"Ah, ahh-!!"

The mournful and mournful howls pierced through the quiet and cold night, causing pain in the brain, Qi Ji turned back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the air less than a finger away from the top of his head, there was a pitch-black and thick barbed iron rod that was as long as an arm.

The iron rod was full of rough rust, and only the top of the long spikes shone with a ferocious cold light.

If this stagnation is delayed for another second, the iron rod will hit the back of Qi Ji's head.

The boss holding the iron rod had a ferocious face, blue veins burst out on his forehead, and his teeth rattled. There was also a thudding thud—the sound of a dislocated joint.

Under the severe pain, it was difficult to grasp the iron rod in the palm of the hand, only to hear a "dang bang", the barbed iron rod fell to the ground, cold sweat. Chen's leader also seemed to have his spine suddenly pulled away, and collapsed softly. on the ground.

The man behind him who could easily block the full blow of the iron bar with only one hand was revealed.

The moonlight is like water, coating the man's handsome face with a thin layer of light.

It's like putting silver armor on the gods.

Qi Ji was startled, his eyes widened slightly.

He saw the ferocious leader slumped to the ground. The 1.9-meter strong man couldn't even sit firmly, and he fell head-on on the muddy ground.

The man behind the leader gently knocked on the heel, and the falling iron bar bounced off the ground and was kicked away by the man in mid-air.

The iron rod whistled away with a stern sound of breaking the air, and Pei Yusheng stepped down with his right foot, which was just stepping on the tail of the head who was hitting the ground.

He only turned the sole of his forefoot, and let the leader who had lost his strength once again let out a mournful scream like a pig.

"Ow!!!"

The same scream still sounded a few steps away. The iron bar that flew out hit the forehead of another strong man who was about to get up and sneak attack, smashing his head and falling directly into the rows of garbage. in the trash can.

"what!!"

"Boom!"

In a blink of an eye, the two people who wanted to sneak attack were solved neatly.

After the howls and the clack of trash cans ended, the alley returned to silence again.

Pei Yusheng, who had dealt with the two attackers effortlessly, straightened his not messy cuffs, raised his head, and looked at the boy in front of him.

"kid."

His voice was low, with a bit of laziness in his tone, and a three-point ridicule: "After the fight, be careful of other people's tricks..."

However, before Pei Yu's voice fell, the young man who had no response before meeting suddenly swayed.

"...?!"

Pei Yusheng's expression softened, and he reached out his hand subconsciously.

The weak boy fell in front of him, and he hugged him firmly.