Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

“Bang—bang—bang—bang—”

"Fuck it, Qin, come out here, stop pretending to be dead, and pay me back. Even if you have to die, you have to pay the money back first."

Qin Su looked at Qi Yang guiltily: "I'm sorry, I got you involved. I'll hold them back, you run quickly."

Qi Yang glanced at him, closed the game, called 110, cleared his throat, and cried, "Uncle police, help us, there are bad guys knocking on the door, save us, we are on the 5th floor of Building in Hongfeng Community."

The sound of knocking on the door was clearly heard on the other end of the phone, but when the police heard the address, they were stunned, because they had a deep impression of this family in their bureau, but the voice that called the police was unfamiliar.

Just by listening to his voice, I felt that he was a well-behaved child, so how could he be there?

But before the police officer who answered the phone could ask any more questions, the other party hung up the phone in panic, and the call could no longer be connected.

After a while, the police car arrived.

Qi Yang waved his phone at Qin Su and said with a relaxed look: "If you have any trouble, find the police uncle. What are you trying to do as a high school student? But can your door hold up?"

Qin Su was not affected by his emotions this time, and said nervously: "They will pick the lock."

Qi Yang: “…”

He looked around and discovered miserably that this shabby house didn't even have a piece of furniture that could be pushed over to block the door.

An idea suddenly came to his mind. He picked up the key on the table, took two steps forward, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it half a turn.

Even though he was experienced, he had never encountered such a situation. His own fighting power was weakened, and there were five strong men with iron bars outside. He didn't know if they could still pry open the lock.

The next second, the sound of banging on the door outside stopped.

In the silence of the room, the slight sound of the lock core being turned was very obvious, but it seemed that inserting the key had some effect, because after a while, angry curses were heard outside again, followed by banging on the door.

Not only smashing, but also banging on the door.

The door was still standing, but dust was beginning to fall from the door frame.

Qi Yang pinched his brows, turned around and went into the kitchen to find a suitable weapon.

He did have a gun and a dagger in his space, but with Qin Su next to him, it was not very convenient and might easily cause trouble later.

Qin Su followed him and said firmly: "When the door opens, I will hold them back and you run."

Qi Yang laughed at himself: "I haven't had physical education classes or exercised in all these years, and you want me to run?"

Qin Su was silent, with an even more guilty look on his face.

"Okay, don't worry, I can handle it."

Qin Su was startled when he saw him pick up the kitchen knife. He quickly went over to hold the blade, his voice even more panicked than before: "What are you going to do?"

Qi Yang chuckled and patted the back of his hand, pulled out the knife, and said soothingly: "Don't worry, I know my limits."

"No. You can't, you can't..."

"Can't what?" Qi Yang leaned against the sink and looked at him with a smile.

Qin Su gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "I'm already rotting here. You have such good grades and will have a bright future. You shouldn't bear a stain on your body."

His voice gradually lowered, with forbearance: "You shouldn't have helped me, you shouldn't have been so close to me."

Qi Yang uttered a soft "ah" and scratched Qin Su's chin as if he was teasing a kitten: "Classmate Qin, I have good intentions, but you actually use the word 'shouldn't' to deny me."

Qin Su looked at him seriously and sadly: "We are not from the same world."

"You said that as if I came from a parallel world."

"I mean it."

Qi Yang put away his smile, looked at him, and said calmly: "Trust me once, okay?"

Qin Su gritted his teeth, shook his head, and reached out to grab the kitchen knife.

Qi Yang sighed softly, hid the kitchen knife behind his back, raised his hand and knocked him on the side of the neck, letting him fall naturally and collapse on the ground, muttering in dissatisfaction: "What a trouble, you have to force me to do it, can't you let me save some fighting power?"

He asked 002: "When will the police arrive?"

"ten minutes."

He sighed and thought to himself that this was not good.

He took off his glasses and placed them on the countertop, took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out a pill and put it under his tongue, then stood at the door.

The heavy kitchen knife flipped and spun between his fingers, so lightly.

Looking at the crumbling door, he reached out and touched his eyelids, sighed again, and his expression changed rapidly.

The smile became bigger and more exaggerated, and the pair of black and white eyes were filled with bloodthirstiness and brutality.

002 watched quietly, exchanged glances with Qi Yang, and nodded.

The door slammed heavily onto the ground, stirring up a cloud of choking dust. Qi Yang froze the kitchen knife in his hand, and his voice was chilling and eerie, like a messenger from the underworld: "Five of you... welcome."

The five people waved their hands to sweep away the dust in front of them, and saw a strange and weird young man standing in front of them. The smile on his face seemed to be painted on, which was creepy.

And those eyes...

However, these five people have also seen the wind and waves. One of them gritted his teeth and pointed the iron rod at Qi Yang, saying angrily: "What kind of thing is it? How dare you play tricks in front of Grandpa."

Qi Yang smiled with his eyes curved, and the kitchen knife in his hand flew out. The man was so scared that he quickly bent down to avoid it, and the other four people immediately scattered.

Even if they are not doing legitimate work, they are not desperate criminals who dare to fight against a kitchen knife.

However, seeing the other party being so arrogant, the anger in the five men's bellies grew even more intense. They all rushed over, hitting the seemingly frail man with their sticks.

The person at the front suddenly saw blurred vision, and saw the young man leap up without any running start, and kicked the wall in mid-air, as if he had mastered light kung fu, and jumped right onto the shoulder of the fifth person at the back.

He wrapped his legs around Lao Wu's head, and somehow he found strength in his frail body, but he threw the man out, and landed steadily on the ground himself. At the same time, he caught the kitchen knife that flew back and hit it hard on the side of the waist of Lao San, the second to last one.

"Ow—"

Qi Yang smiled brightly at them, but he mercilessly stepped on the shoulder of the person he threw to the ground. A sound of a broken bone or a dislocated bone was heard, which frightened the remaining four people.

“First blood.”

"Damn it, he's a foreigner. Brothers, let's go together."

Qi Yang tilted his head slightly, pointing the blade at the four people.

002 spoke at the right time: "Qi Yang, be careful."

"Tsk, I get it, long-winded."

The blade that was originally pointed at the person tilted downward slightly.

Qi Yang spoke directly, but it shocked the five people.

Taking advantage of their distraction, Qi Yang took the initiative to pounce on them, like a tiger among a flock of sheep.