I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 277 Where Are the Bad Guys?

The most indispensable thing in a small county is some punks.

I don't have much knowledge, but I always think that I am the best in the world.

They like to use vulgarity to show their bohemian.

The gangsters in Gaoliu County like to drink beer and have a small barbecue, and every time they have a meal, there must be many people.And there must be girls with dyed hair on the sidelines, and there must be dirty words when speaking, and they must speak loudly and abuse freely.

It was as if the eyes of the entire county were to be focused on them.

In addition to these, the gangsters also like to encourage their companions to do some bold things after drinking, such as stopping a girl they don't know to ask for a WeChat account, or secretly patting the buttocks of a passing girl.Those who are encouraged seem to be very happy to dare such a thing, as if only in this way can they show their bravery and win the favor of those girls with heavy makeup.

When the other party glared at them, they would show their fierce side, pick up the wine bottle, point at the other party and threaten to beat them.

Anyway, Yang Qing didn't have any affection for such a little bastard.

For example, the yellow-haired gangster who was drinking, bragging, and swearing loudly at the next table just now is now smoking a cigarette and holding a mobile phone, asking for Lin Wanqiu's WeChat.

This little bastard has a black scorpion tattoo on his wrist, a nose ring, and even a ring on the tip of his tongue. In addition, his face has a very unhealthy paleness, and his body exudes a faint sour smell. , that is the taste of D products.

Facing the entanglement of the hooligans, Lin Wanqiu, who was already at the Nascent Soul stage, looked at Yang Qing pitifully like a little girl who hadn't experienced much in the world and was frightened by the hooligans.

However, when Lin Wanqiu looked at Yang Qing, there was a sly smile in her beautiful eyes, which made Yang Qing roll her eyes involuntarily.

That's it.

This kind of thing can only be done by the old men.

Yang Qing lit a cigarette, smiled lightly, and said to the gangster, "Brother, we are eating, please don't disturb us..."

The little gangster turned his head arrogantly, and shouted loudly and fiercely: "Did I ask you? Idiot!"

Yang Qing: "..."

He sighed helplessly.

He thinks he is a good person, so he always puts the truth first when encountering things.However, there is another kind of people in this world, they just don't make sense.

Well, since it doesn't make sense, let's fist.

Yang Qing stood up with a cigarette in his mouth.

He looked at the little bastard who had turned his head and continued to pester Lin Wanqiu... well, this brother Huan with all kinds of rings.

Yang Qing picked up a beer bottle on the table.

Then he stretched out his hand and slapped Brother Huan on the back of the head with an ear scraper.

Brother Huan suddenly felt pain.

In a rage, Brother Huan immediately turned his head, wanting to see if it was the impatient thing that dared to slap himself.

Still, just turned around.

He saw a green beer bottle and threw it head-on.

Snapped……

Beer bottles shattered.

Glass shards fell on brother Huan's face.

Brother Huan was dumbfounded.

He felt a heat run down his forehead and into his eyes.

Red.

Brother Huan was dumbfounded.

Me, I was actually beaten?
Damn, someone dared to hit me?
Brother Huan was furious.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had dazzled his eyes, but just as his vision became clear, he discovered in despair that another beer bottle hit his face.

bang...

Splash of beer bottle crumbs.

This time, Brother Huan was beaten to the ground directly.

Yang Qing grabbed Brother Huan's neckline with his left hand, took the beer bottles on the table one by one with his right hand, and smashed each beer bottle on Brother Huan's forehead as if hitting something.

Until he beat Brother Huan, who was in his hands, until his head was covered with blood.

The person was unconscious, and fell to the ground like a soft-legged shrimp.

Only then did Yang Qing loosen his collar, throwing him away like a dead fish.

Afterwards, Yang Qing took a roll of toilet paper from the table.

After pulling out a long piece, he wiped off the blood on his hands.

At this time, Yang Qing looked at the table where Brother Huan was sitting before.

When he was eating just now, Yang Qing had long heard the bald head on Brother Huan's table, and a younger sister with green hair, black nails, thick powder, and flaming red lips. People urged Brother Huan to ask for WeChat.

However, at this moment, they were all terrified by the bloody scene just now, and their faces turned pale.

In fact, when brother Huan was beaten just now, they were going to help.

But what I didn't expect was that Brother Huan was knocked down all at once.

Plus, that guy was just too vicious.

Have you ever seen a person in a coma while another person is still beating his head with a wine bottle?

What they usually bluff about is some people who are kicked and dare not fight back, or even dare to look back.Have you ever met such a vicious master?

At this moment, they turned their backs to Yang Qing, trembling all over, not daring to look back at their companion... Brother Huan who was lying unconscious on the ground.

However, Yang Qing did not intend to let them go.

There is a saying that during an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

But at this time, when the provocation failed and they were beaten, none of the four people on that table was innocent.

Yang Qing sneered, then he crumpled up the blood-stained toilet paper, pinched it with two fingers, and threw it on a bald head on the table where Brother Huan was sitting just now.

The toilet paper kneaded into a ball by Yang Qing has good elasticity.

When the toilet paper hit the back of the bald head's head, it bounced high, then fell in a parabola, and finally landed in the beer glass in front of the bald head.

The bald face instantly turned red.

It's because of anger.

He felt humiliated.

And he has been insulting others since he was a child, and he has never been insulted like this.

However, at this moment.

The cold liquid poured over his head.

The bald head shivered uncontrollably, but he didn't dare to move.

Yang Qing took a bottle of beer and poured it directly on the bald head.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Yang Qing squinted at the bald head, waiting patiently for his counterattack.

As long as he fights back, he can convince his heart, and then completely abolish this bastard.

Yang Qing knew that he was not a good person.

But, he also knew he wasn't that bad.

In addition, he has always felt that no matter how bad a person is, there must be something kind deep in his heart.

However, just now.

When Yang Qing heard what the bald man and Brother Huan said, he felt that he was wrong.

A woman who is a vegetarian all her life, just eats a fried skewer here.

He was spotted by two punks.

And those two little gangsters actually discussed in private, asked the girl out at night, and then insulted her.In the end, the two discussed the aftermath.

They feel that this girl is not a local at first sight.

However, judging by her temperament, she must be either rich or expensive.

So, they finally decided, after insulting the girl, to kidnap her for ransom.After getting the money, the girl was killed, dismembered and thrown away.

Yang Qing looked at the bald man who first proposed this idea in disbelief.

He wondered: How can people be so bad?
Bald did not dare to speak.

Yang Qing didn't stop either.

One bottle, two bottles... five bottles of beer were poured on the bald head.

The bald head remained silent, not daring to do anything radical.

Finally, Yang Qing poured the leftover dish on the table onto the bald head.

After doing this, Yang Qing sneered, took out a cigarette and lit it in the wind.

After taking a step back, he took two puffs on his cigarette.

Then, he suddenly picked up the stool and smashed it on the bald head.

(End of this chapter)