Qi Yun concentrated, staring intently at the punks who came like wolves and tigers, urging his spiritual power.
Immediately afterward.
Time stood still.
The entire world fell silent.
The swift and agile movements of all the punks became dull and sluggish.
Qi Yun quickly stepped forward.
Weaving in and out of the crowd.
Both hands came out.
Left and right open bows.
Slap!
Boom boom boom!
...
Wherever Qi Yun went, none of the punks were spared, all of them were hit in the chest by Qi Yun's fists.
Until Qi Yun returned the same way and came back to He Xiangdong's side, all the punks fell to the ground one after another from covering their bloodied chests and wailing in pig-like screams and wails.
Then, time resumed its normal flow.
The world returned to hustle and bustle.
Qi Yun's speed was simply too fast!
Of the hundreds of people in the room, none of them even saw him strike.
They only saw a group of punks swinging baseball bats at Qi Yun at Long Xiaoyun's behest.
Then they saw all the punks screaming miserably as they fell to the ground.
Qi Yun, on the other hand, had stood still since the beginning, not moving his body in the slightest.
"Lone Ranger!"
"It must have been the Lone Ranger who struck just now!"
"The Lone Ranger!Lone Ranger!!!"
...
In the crowd, someone lost his voice and exclaimed in shock, followed by everyone raising their arms and shouting, their voices like a tidal wave, deafening, their faces overflowing with excitement and thrill.
The Lone Ranger, one of the most legendary characters in Holy Light City in the past fifty years.
Always out at night.
Black tight leather coat, leather pants, leather boots, wearing a black cape embroidered with a light gold eagle, wearing an eagle mask, flying over the eaves and walking on the ground, robbing the rich and giving to the poor under the cover of the night, eradicating evil, saving the suffering, is the only god in the hearts of the people of the underclass of the City of Holy Light.
No one had ever seen the true face of the Lone Ranger.
They don't even know if the Lone Ranger is a human being or some other creature.
All that is known is that this person travels alone, never in a group.
That's why he was called the Lone Ranger.
Countless evil-doers hated to break him into pieces, but they didn't even know the true identity of the Lone Ranger.
Almost every night, someone would see the Lone Ranger's flickering figure.
For fifty years, there has never been an exception ...
"Thanks to the Lone Ranger for his righteousness, I have nothing to show for it, I can only promise that from now on, if you come to my store to spend money, you only need to identify yourself and I won't charge you a penny."
He Xiangdong rushed to the empty street outside the nightclub and said with a voice like a bell.
He also decided that it was the Lone Ranger who showed up, instantly and heavily hitting the punks and saving Qi Yun.
Long Xiaoyun's face was so gloomy that it could drip water, gritting his teeth and glaring at Qi Yun, He Xiangdong and the two of them, "The Lone Ranger can protect you for a while, but he can't protect you for the rest of your life, this time, counting you guys as lucky, I'll admit it."
"I just don't believe that for the rest of my life, the Lone Ranger will be able to follow you around twenty-four hours without moving an inch."
"I'll always have the chance to strike!"
"You two are finished!!!"
As soon as the words fell, Long Xiaoyun turned around and left.
Over the years, he could get whoever he wanted to, and had never failed to do so.
But tonight, he was stopped by the Lone Ranger in full view of everyone.
This made him very upset.
He hated the Lone Ranger even more!
The punks who had been heavily injured, on the other hand, each one of them was on their hands and knees, shaped like maggots writhing their bodies, following Long Xiaoyun and crawling outward.
"The Lone Ranger is really powerful, instantly crippling all twenty-odd punks!"
"Such strength is simply unbelievable!"
"If he doesn't have a few real skills, how could he be known as the recognized mysterious expert of Holy Light City?"
"..."
...
The crowd murmured.
Their topics always centered around the Lone Ranger.
One by one, the discussion was so colorful that their mouths were flying.
All the tiredness around them dissipated at this moment.
All of them felt honored to be able to share a room with the Lone Ranger up close tonight.
Qi Yun, on the other hand, found an excuse to quietly slip out of the nightclub.
For twenty years, because of his serious illness, he had been humiliated and powerless to resist, and now that he already had the power to resist, then he would never allow himself to be submissive again.
...
Just outside the nightclub, before he had time to get on the car, Long Xiaoyun dialed his father, Long Tengfei's phone, and told Long Tengfei about his encounter inside the nightclub, before he furiously and coldly grunted, "Pops, I don't care if this person is a lone warrior or some bullshit warrior, in short, in a word, this person must die!"
"Also, you immediately lend me a few experts, I want to get Qi Yun and He Xiangdong, the two bottom-feeding mole crickets, killed."
"You tell them that after this is accomplished, I will give them He Shiyu, who is in her perfect body, as payment."
In order to kill Qi Yun and He Xiangdong to avenge the shame of this night, he had to endure the pain and send He Shiyu, whom he regarded as his forbidden property, to the experts sent by Long Tengfei for their enjoyment.
Glancing back at the gangsters behind him who were shaped like maggots, Long Xiaoyun was even more furious, "If Qi Yun and He Xiangdong don't die, I'll swear not to be a human being!!!"
Long Xiaoyun's fists were clenched to the point of clicking.
Just as the words fell, he heard Qi Yun's nonchalant voice coming from behind him:
"Swear not to be human?"
"Hehe, don't you realize that you are no longer human."
Long Xiaoyun burst into a rage, Qi Yun, this sickly child, who was lucky enough to receive the blessing of the Lone Ranger and caused himself to return in defeat in full view of the public, instead of hiding as a shrunken turtle or fleeing away from Sacred Light City in the middle of the night, he ran out and taunted himself instead.
Simply did not put himself in his eyes!
Simply damned!!!
"Saying that I'm not a human, then what am I?"
"A dead person."
Qi Yun put his hands in his pockets and stepped on the heads of a group of punks to come straight to Long Xiaoyun's near front, "From the moment you started to kill me, you already had a path to death."
"You're fucking looking for death!!!"
Long Xiaoyun raised his hand and slapped Qi Yun.
Although he was just a pampered playboy who had never practiced martial arts for a day, he asked himself that his physical fitness was definitely far above Qi Yun.
If he couldn't even clean up a sick kid, then he wouldn't even have the face to mix in this world.
"Before, I let you get the advantage because the Lone Ranger was nosy, this time, you're damn dead!"
Long Xiaoyun screamed hysterically.
However!
He, however, at that moment, suddenly saw Qi Yun's clenched fist getting closer and closer to him, infinitely enlarging in his pupils.
What the hell?
Qi Yun had actually come after him?
The Qi Yun he remembered was merely a terminally ill sick kid, how could he be so agile?
Long Xiaoyun instinctively wanted to dodge.
But he only turned his head.
Boom!!!
Qi Yun's fist had landed solidly on his face.
The bridge of his nose exploded in response and shattered into pieces!
Drilling and piercing pain came from his face.
He only felt his mind go blank.
There was a buzzing in his ears.
He didn't even have time to scream out.
Qi Yun's fist landed on his face once again.
Boom!
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM ...
Dense bursts like rain came out from Long Xiaoyun's face.
In less than a minute.
Long Xiaoyun's face was smashed.
It was dripping with blood.
Blood and flesh were blurred.
Mori white bones were clearly visible.
This scene scared all the punks so much that they wet their pants.
It wasn't that they hadn't experienced bloody scenes before.
But this was the first time they had seen such a bloody scene.
"Die!"
Qi Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light as crimson as blood as he swung his arm round and blasted Long Xiaoyun's chest with a fist.
Long Xiaoyun immediately flew out like a kite with broken strings.
Drawing a parabola in mid-air.
And then.
Boom!!!
Exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
Dead without a body!
A rain of blood fell from the sky.
The rain of blood fell on Qi Yun.
It dyed Qi Yun's white T-shirt red, and under the blood moon, it made him look like a demon from hell.
"You have aided and abetted the evil, so it's time for you to go on your way!"
Qi Yun's eyes flickered as he swept towards the punks who were paralyzed with fear, walking towards the punks step by step.
The blood moon curved to illuminate the long street.
But right at this moment, an indifferent frost-like cold snort came from the distant darkness:
"Asshole, it is you who should be on your way!"
Qi Yun followed the sound and looked, but he saw a looming figure, shaped like a ghost, materialize out of the blood moon, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived close to him ...