Chapter 38: Destroying the Withered and Decaying

  "Do you remember what I just said? If you don't cut off his hand, I'll cut off your hand." Yang Qing said as he walked towards Yan Qiqi and the group.

  Thinking of Yang Qing's strange ability to block the chopping knife earlier, Yan Qi's men had some apprehensions in their hearts, and for a moment, no one dared to rush forward.

  "What are you all afraid of? I don't believe he's invincible, go and hack him to death for me!" Yan Qi roared in anger at the sight of his subordinates cowering.

  Under Yan Qi's overwhelming momentum, that group of younger brothers all gritted their teeth and charged towards Yang Qing.

  Yang Qing's current attributes made it easy for him to dodge the attacks of Yan Qi's underlings, and with a single palm strike, a crisp cracking sound echoed through the air.

  "Crack" "Crack" "Crack"......

  In the midst of the shrill sounds, Yan Qi's younger brothers all let out mournful howls. The villagers who were originally watching from the side, seeing Yang Qing's ferocity, were all frightened and retreated several steps back.

  Yan Qi no longer had the ferocity of just now, and his eyes looking at Yang Qing were filled with panic. He couldn't believe that there was actually such a formidable figure in the world.

  In less than a minute, he broke the arms of more than a dozen of his younger brothers. Is this filming a martial arts movie?

  "Don't come any closer, if you take another step, I'll blow your head off with one shot. I don't believe it, even bullets can't penetrate you." Yan Qi raised the ** in his hand, aiming at Yang Qing's forehead, and said fiercely.

  Yan Qi's words had barely fallen when he discovered that Yang Qing had vanished into thin air. Before he could even react, he felt a surge of great force coming from his hand, and the ** in his hand was directly snatched away by Yang Qing.

  "Too much nonsense, just relying on this broken hunting rifle, you dare to threaten me?" Yang Qing grasped the gun barrel with both hands and bent it into a semicircle with a forceful twist.

  If it weren't for the fact that there were many villagers here, Yang Qing wouldn't have had to snatch the gun at all, because under the protection of his primordial spirit, this hunting rifle couldn't even harm a single hair on him.

  Seeing Yang Qing so easily snatch the gun from his hand, Yan Qi didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around to flee in a mad dash.

  However, in front of Yang Qing, he couldn't run away. With Yang Qing's current speed, he took a few steps and appeared in front of Yan Qi like a ghost.

  "Yang Qing, leave a way out for others, and we'll meet again someday. Don't push people too far!" Yan Qi said, looking at Yang Qing with a mixture of fear and anger in his heart.

  "Unfortunately, I don't want to see you again!" Yang Qing took a few steps forward, grabbed Yan Qi's arm and pinched it with force, "Crack" "Crack", both of his arms were broken by Yang Qing.

  "Get out! From now on, be more careful with your eyes and don't mess with people you shouldn't, or you'll die without even knowing how."

  Yan Qi lay on the ground, writhing in pain, and glared at Yang Qing with a resentful gaze, as if he wanted to devour his flesh and drink his blood.

  Although the broken arm still sent waves of pain, when they heard Yang Qing tell them to leave, these people didn't dare to linger and all got up, enduring the pain, and walked out.

  As for Yan Qi with both arms broken, he was being supported by two younger brothers, walking together towards the outside of the crowd.

  "Wait!" Just then, Yang Qing's voice suddenly came from behind, causing Yan Qi and the others' bodies to tremble.

  "Take this cheap person away too!" Yang Qing walked to the side of Gao Qiufeng, who was shrinking in one corner, and kicked him in the stomach, making his face contort in pain as he arched his body.

  Although they secretly resented Gao Qiufeng, they didn't care about Yang Qing's words. Two people came over, helped Gao Qiufeng up from the ground and supported him as he left together with them.

  As this group of people left, the villagers seemed to be avoiding a plague and hastily gave them way.

  After those people left, Yang Qing saw that the villagers around him began to point at him, and his keen hearing also made him aware of what they were saying.

  It's just that Yang Qing is too ruthless and doesn't seem like a good person, he must have taken a wrong path outside, so he can make money to buy a car so quickly.

  As for those people's words, Yang Qingli couldn't be bothered to care, and directly turned around and entered the house, then shut all the gossiping voices outside the door.

  As soon as he entered the gate, Yang Qing saw his parents anxiously waiting for him in the corridor behind the gate.

  "Xiao Qing, how are you? I just heard someone screaming, are you hurt?" Yang Qing's mother asked anxiously while checking him up and down.

  "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine, not a single wound on my body. When I met that powerful old Taoist priest, how could I just learn to draw talismans? Of course, I learned everything he knew, including some martial arts, and I'm very powerful now!"

  Seeing that her son was indeed unharmed, Yang's mother felt a little more at ease.

  "Alright, mom, you go back inside first! I still need to make a call to someone else and deal with what just happened, or it'll cause a lot of trouble."

  "Then you go ahead! I and your father will go back to the house!" Upon hearing Yang Qing say this, Yang's mother and father went into the living room, not disturbing Yang Qing from making her phone call.

  Yang Qing rummaged through her phone and found Old Yuan's number. When they were at Fei Lao's villa, the five elderly men had all exchanged numbers with Yang Qing for convenient contact in the future.

  As soon as the phone was connected, Yang Qing heard Yuan Lao's unpleasant voice coming from the other end.

  "Hey, Yang Qing, what are you looking for me for? Did you get into some kind of trouble again and need me to bail you out?"

  "I didn't plan to look for you, I just don't know Qingming's phone number. You give me his phone number and I have something to do with him." As soon as Yang Qing said this, Yuan Lao immediately felt a wave of depression.

  He thought Yang Qing had encountered some trouble and needed his help to solve it, so he was ready to mock Yang Qing a bit. Unexpectedly, Yang Qing called him just to ask for his grandson's phone number.

  Actually, Old Yuan didn't guess wrong. Unfortunately, Yang Qing never intended to ask for his help. Although it's all about owing favors and returning favors, dealing with these old foxes feels like mutual exploitation. In contrast, communicating with Yuan Qingming and the others feels more like mutual assistance.

  Although the results are almost the same, it feels much more comfortable psychologically.

  At Fei's home, because Yuan Qingming had just recovered from his illness and didn't have a mobile phone before, Yang Qing didn't know his cell phone number either.

  After getting Yuan Qingming's mobile phone number from Old Yuan, Yang Qing directly dialed it and the call was answered after a few rings.

  "Hey, Yang Qing brother, how come you have time to call me?" asked Yuan Qingming on the other end of the line with some surprise.

  "Qingming, you've had my number in your phone all this time? How come it's been so long and you haven't called me, don't you want to be friends with me?" Yang Qing said half-jokingly.

  (Thanks to ☆Blue★Dragon○ classmate for the two rewards. Also, I would like to ask everyone for their recommendation votes, as there are really too few of them. If you think this book is okay, please cast a vote, keyboard thanks!)