C14 Great Power

Soon, there was a series of "dong dong dong" sounds on the stairs. Qin Shaohu took another deep breath and blew the smoke towards Hu Shuai's face, "Your father is here. Whether you can turn the situation around depends on your father's ability."

While they were talking, several hoodlums with kitchen knives rushed into the room. They were stunned when they saw Qin Shaohu leisurely sitting there smoking and Hu Shuai kneeling in a sorry state.

They never would have thought that Marshal Hu would kneel in such a humiliating manner. To hoodlums, many times, face was more important than life. Kneeling was a rather shameful matter and it could mean that he wouldn't be able to lift his head up for the rest of his life.

"Handsome, get up. What are you kneeling for?" A hooligan anxiously shouted.

Hu Shuai immediately reacted. His rescue team was here. He pushed his hand on the ground and was about to stand up, but before he could do so, Qin Shaohu stepped on his shoulder and made him kneel again.

"You're courting death!" A hoodlum shouted as he pointed the shiny kitchen knife in his hand towards Qin Shaohu, as if he was going to chop Qin Shaohu in half.

Qin Shaohu smiled calmly: "I'm courting death, if you have the ability then chop me!"

"F * cking crazy, what's wrong with laozi hacking you up today!" The hoodlum was embarrassed by Qin Shaohu, so he could only attack and charge over while swinging his blade.

The knife slashed towards Qin Shaohu's shoulder at an angle.

Although he did it so viciously, he still didn't dare to chop his head off, as he was worried that it would kill him. But in fact, it didn't matter if he split his head off or his shoulders, it was the same for Qin Shaohu.

He could not even get his knees to stand still, and his hands fell to the ground, kowtowing like he was kowtowing.

Qin Shaohu teased him: "Why do you have to bow down and kneel when you're chopping people down? Are you here to pay respects, boss?"

The hoodlum was angered by the humiliation and wanted to get up to continue his fight, but only then did he realize that his knee had been injured from the kowtow. He could not stand properly and cried out "Ouch!" before falling down.

"Ahh, what's wrong with you? You never stop bowing, do you want to kowtow to me to death?" Qin Shaohu played dumb and teased him.

The other hoodlums were not idiots and could tell that Qin Shaohu was not someone to be trifled with. Although they saw their comrades in a sorry state, none of them dared to act rashly and waited for the big figures behind them to come onstage.

"Old Centipede" Hu Wensheng finally arrived late.

Compared to the hoodlums who charged forward first, his performance was indeed a little too carefree. Wearing trousers and shoes, his hair was combed back with oil shine, he had a large pipe in his mouth, and several middle-aged men followed behind him.

If it were winter, wearing a windbreaker and scarf would have made him look like a big brother on the beach.

Hu Wensheng slowly walked into the room. His eyes calmly swept the room, and he didn't even pay attention to his kneeling son as he stared at Qin Shaohu. "Brother, you have some skills. Which path do you follow?"

Qin Shaohu was not polite at all: "Which of my gangs has anything to do with you?"

"A person only has one life in the martial arts world. Brother, why do you have to be so arrogant?" Hu Wensheng was not angry, but his words were full of hidden meaning.

Qin Shaohu said: "There's nothing we can do about it. We are naturally so arrogant and like to step on others to talk. Why, do you not like it? I can't bear to see you cut me, you have so many brothers. "

"Damn, this bastard is too arrogant. Let me kill him!" Following behind Hu Wensheng, a short middle-aged man reached into his pocket and took out a switchblade. He pressed his fingers on the spring, causing the blade to pop out. He was ready to pounce on Qin Shaohu aggressively.

"Wait." Hu Wensheng actually stretched out his hand to hold the short man back, "First, let's figure out which gang these are, and avoid misunderstanding. After all, the East Shu is only this big, and all the big brothers in the martial arts world have some connections."

Hu Wensheng was nicknamed "Old Centipede" with an old and cunning personality. Once he arrived here, he could tell that Qin Shaohu was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. Just his calmness was enough to shock anyone.

Having been in the martial arts world for so many years, he knew very well that he had to be careful in everything he did so as to not overturn the boat. Furthermore, he did not seem to show any signs of weakness in his words. Instead, he hinted that he had a place in the East Shu and had more or less a relationship with the various big shots.

What he did not know was that Qin Shaohu was not an ordinary figure in the martial arts world. Qin Shaohu did not want to play games with him. Qin Shaohu was determined to fix him today, so he said without giving him any face: "Do you think I am related to you?"

Hu Wensheng clearly felt that the anger in his heart was fermenting. He asked with hidden killing intent: "So, you are going to fight me to the end today? Are you going to play to the death?"

"You're wrong. Today is not a fight to the death. From today onwards, the Kitchen Knife Gang will cease to exist!" Every word that came out of Qin Shaohu's mouth was filled with killing intent. It made the old Jianghu like Hu Wensheng tremble in fear, because he saw something sharp in Qin Shaohu's eyes, who was smiling.

But at this point, Hu Wensheng had nowhere to retreat to.

The short one had gotten excited again, "Brother Centipede, don't stop me this time. This kid is too arrogant, I can't stand it any longer!"

Then, he raised his dagger and jumped towards Qin Shaohu.

The dagger was ordinary, but the tip of it was still terrifying, and it stabbed straight into Qin Shaohu's chest!

He was indeed a ruthless character. Compared to the little hoodlum who only dared to chop towards the shoulder, he was undoubtedly a lot more cunning and ruthless. He had the attitude of throwing caution to the wind, and might even be someone responsible for a murder case.

Qin Shaohu, who was usually joking around with a mischievous smile, wasn't in the mood anymore. At this moment, he only had a murderous intent in his heart, and when he saw the dagger attack, he just sat there without moving. When everyone thought that he would fall under the dagger, something miraculous happened.

The tip of the dagger stopped two fingers away from Qin Shaohu's chest. Qin Shaohu firmly grabbed the short guy's wrist.

Whether the short guy wanted to stab in or pull out, he didn't move at all. He was so anxious that he kicked towards Qin Shaohu. However, when Qin Shaohu exerted his strength, he could only hear the short guy's screams and the clatter of the dagger falling onto the ground.

Qin Shaohu kicked the short guy's stomach again, causing him to fly out. The short guy hit the wall and just stopped. Then, he moaned like a dead dog and couldn't get up.

"Everyone attack together and kill him!" Hu Wensheng yelled hysterically. He could tell that Qin Shaohu had practiced it before. Other than winning with fewer numbers, there was no better way.

After his roar, no matter if it was the middle-aged man using the switchblade or the delinquent using the kitchen knife, both rushed towards Qin Shaohu.

Qin Shaohu suddenly stood up and started to use his hands and feet. The only sounds that could be heard were the crackling sounds and "aiyo" cries, and in the blink of an eye, those ferocious thugs couldn't even get up on the ground. Even the son of Hu Wensheng, who was watching the fight on the periphery, wanted to run out of the house.

As soon as one foot stepped over the threshold, Qin Shaohu grabbed the back of his neck and threw him back into the house like a chicken. Hu Wensheng's heart started to tremble when he saw Qin Shaohu's eyes.