The group of archers that Zuo Juncai had arranged could be considered the elites of the elites in the Black Tiger Gang. Not only had each of them practiced martial arts for more than ten years, but they had also experienced dozens of fierce battles.
Just like Zuo Juncai, they all mistakenly thought that the change in Ning Qi's expression was due to fear, so all of them revealed a faint evil grin.
Since he dared to kill Zuo Fei, the young master of the Black Tiger Gang must be prepared to die today!
With their encirclement, even a second-rate expert would have to be extremely careful. Otherwise, crossbow bolts had no eyes, and if they hit a vital point, even a deity would be powerless to reverse the situation!
Zuo Juncai strode forward with a ferocious smile on his face. In an instant, he arrived in front of Ning Qi. His Qi and blood were vigorous. Although he was over forty years old, he had not yet reached the age of decline.
"Brother Zuo, don't kill him on the spot. Let him experience some pain and torture first before letting him die."
Jiang Posha said.
"Who exactly are you? What enmity does my Ning Family have with you? Why must you be so vicious!?"
Ning Jiuxian stared at Jiang Posha.
"Jiang Family of Jiangyin City. Ning Qi broke the legs of my son, Jiang Tianshu. He may not be able to walk normally in the future. What kind of hatred do you think we have?"
Jiang Posha stared coldly at Ning Jiuxian and the other three with a ferocious look in his eyes. "Not only will he be tortured today, but I will also make the four of you accompany him. Only then can the hatred in my heart be appeased!"
"Slander! My son is so weak that he can't even stand up to a gust of wind. Now, he has killed someone and broken their legs. The reasons that you and the others have come up with are really laughable! "
Ning Jiuxian shouted angrily.
At the same time, Zuo Juncai had already reached out to grab Ning Qi's shoulder. He did not intend to kill Ning Qi on the spot.
Zuo Juncai was a third-rate expert. He had the strength of two hundred and fifty kilograms. If an ordinary martial artist were to face him, they would be killed with one punch.
In his eyes, even if Ning Qi had been practicing martial arts since he was young, how many years had he been practicing? To have the strength of two to three hundred pounds was already considered monstrous!
It was precisely because of this thought that Zuo Juncai did not take Ning Qi seriously at all. When his arm landed on Ning Qi's shoulder, he even let out a cold laugh. "When the scapula is broken, it will be very painful. You must not cry out."
As soon as he finished speaking, the force in his palm suddenly gushed out. His fingers turned into claws and were about to crush Ning Qi's shoulder blade.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Zuo Juncai's Qi and blood surged, and his face gradually turned red. Everyone thought that he hadn't used his full strength, but only he himself knew that he had used all his strength just now, but he couldn't break his opponent's shoulder blade at all!
This feeling was like grabbing a piece of pig iron.
"How could this be …"
Zuo Juncai was stunned.
"You're too weak. How could you develop the Black Tiger Gang into the number one gang in Jiangyin City with such means? It seems that Niu Dazhuang is really brainless. How could a dignified second-rate martial artist let a third-rate martial artist like you become so powerful?"
Ning Qi smiled and grabbed Zuo Juncai's shoulder blade with a backhand. Then, he giggled and said, "When the shoulder blade is crushed, the pain will be unbearable. Don't cry out."
What?
Zuo Juncai was slightly startled, and then he saw Ning Qi's hand suddenly tighten. Kacha, Zuo Juncai's shoulder blade was instantly crushed into pieces, and a sharp pain that made one gasp hit his heart. Zuo Juncai's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted from the pain.
"Gang Leader!"
Seeing that the situation was not right, the surrounding archers couldn't help but show a trace of horror on their faces. Then, they pulled the triggers in their hands at the same time.
At the same time, a large group of powerful martial artists from the Black Tiger Gang who were lying in ambush also rushed out at this time. The entire lobby was instantly filled with people.
Seeing this scene, Ning Jiuxian and the other three couldn't help but show despair in their eyes. They didn't notice Zuo Juncai's situation.
At this moment, Zuo Juncai was constantly sweating in Ning Qi's hands.
He didn't expect that what awaited him next would be an even more miserable ending. When those crossbow bolts shot at him like lightning, Ning Qi grabbed Zuo Juncai and suddenly waved.
"Ah!"
Zuo Juncai let out a howl. Ning Qi grabbed his shattered shoulder blade and swung it with such great force that it immediately affected the wound, making the sharp pain double the amount of pain.
After this cry, Zuo Juncai let out another miserable howl in less than half a breath.
"Ah!"
This time, it was because more than ten crossbow bolts were shot neatly on his buttocks. It was as if these crossbow bolts had a tacit understanding!
"How can it be so fast?"
The archers were all stunned.
Ning Qi's speed was so fast that they thought they were hallucinating. In just an instant, Ning Qi and Zuo Juncai used him as a meat shield to block all the poisoned crossbow bolts!
"Something's not right …"
Jiang Posha stood up subconsciously.
Wasn't Zuo Juncai full of confidence? Why was he suppressed by Ning Qi as soon as he started?
It wasn't until this moment that Ning Jiuxian and the other three realized the real situation in front of them. They saw with their own eyes that Zuo Juncai was used as a meat shield by Ning Qi to block the crossbow bolts from his own people!
Holding such a burly man in one hand and easily using him as a shield, Ning Jiuxian and the other three were astounded. They even began to wonder if the person in front of them was Ning Qi.
At the same time, they thought of Jiang Posha and Zuo Juncai's accusations against Ning Qi, and their expressions gradually became a little strange.
"You, you are second-rate …"
Zuo Juncai looked at Ning Qi in shock and anger.
No matter what, he was unwilling to believe that a young man in his teens, who was born in a scholarly family and had nothing to do with Jianghu, could actually become a second-rate master. Could it be that God was playing a joke on him?
"You are only second-rate. Your whole family is second-rate."
Ning Qi sneered and exerted more force in his hand. Zuo Juncai immediately howled in pain again. The archers didn't dare to shoot recklessly, for they were afraid that their crossbow bolts would accidentally hurt their leader again!
"Ning Qi, what are you doing! Put our leader down. There must be some misunderstanding today. Let go of our leader and let's talk! "
An older member of the Black Tiger Gang shouted in a deep voice.
"Yes! Let go of our leader. If you hurt our leader today, the entire Jiang Yin City won't tolerate you! "
"The Black Tiger Gang is very powerful. You can't escape even if you have wings!"
"Noisy!"
Ning Qi snorted coldly and suddenly pulled out the crossbow bolts from Zuo Juncai's body. With a gentle sweep, the crossbow bolts accurately nailed into the back of the right hand of each archer. They suddenly let out a scream and then looked at each other in shock and anger.
The crossbow bolts were poisonous, but only Zuo Juncai had the antidote. Now that Zuo Juncai was in Ning Qi's hands, the situation had become one-sided …
"Is this all the Black Tiger Gang can do? How dare you invite me here?"
Ning Qi laughed and loosened his grip. Zuo Juncai immediately fell to the ground. A layer of black air surged on his face, and he subconsciously took out a porcelain bottle with his intact arm.
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