Looking at the burly man who fell straight in front of him, he did not forget to hug his thighs after falling to prevent himself from escaping.

The bull-headed man with a ferocious expression looked confused.

Before he could react, miserable screams could be heard in the bar.

"Students are being killed! Someone, come quickly! Scavengers are killing students!!!"

"Why?!!!"

The sudden scream startled the people watching the theater around.

Watching the bull-headed man desperately retreat and swing his legs, he couldn't get rid of Qin Yu even though he dragged him several meters away.

The scavengers in the bar couldn't help but look at each other, and the next moment there was a crackling sound on the table, and this group of scavengers with ferocious expressions... ran away.

The door banged violently, and everyone in the room instantly ran away without a trace, including the bull-headed man's companions.

After all, none of them wanted to offend a student, a student from a key school.

Otherwise, there was a conflict between the two sides, and the city defenders called over.

Who do you think the city defenders will choose to help when one side has the flowers of the motherland and the other side has the waste of the motherland?

Although a student wouldn't make them miserable, these guys who licked blood from their knives had countless ways to deal with a young boy.

But who is willing to waste time with this kind of thing? If you have this time, why not just go to the dark plane to make money, and then use the money earned to spend the day and night.

The only one left in the room was the bull-headed man who was entangled by Qin Yu. He was still shaking his legs with a dark face, trying to get rid of this troublesome guy.

"Let go! I don't know you at all! Let me go quickly!"

Listening to the roar of the bull-headed man, Qin Yu not only did not choose to let go, but instead passed his other hand up and hugged one of the other's thighs tightly.

"But I know you! Waltz, the cold-faced killer of the Leopard Tribe! You will pay for the lives of my other three brothers in Team 8!"

"What kind of cold-faced killer? My name is not Waltz at all!"

"No? When did you change your name?"

"I changed... who changed my name! I am Carlo Heka from the Tauren tribe! Open your eyes and see clearly! I have even a little bit of the characteristics of the Leopard tribe!"

Carlo Heka roared at the top of his lungs, his voice ridiculously loud.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu hurriedly raised his head and glanced at him, looking at this guy's extremely burly figure and the conspicuous horns on his head.

After a second of silence, Qin Yu lowered his head again and hugged the opponent's thigh, shaking him desperately.

"Don't think I don't recognize you after having your tattoos removed! Waltz! Give my three brothers their lives back!"

"What the hell! Do you believe it or not? I'll kill you with one shot!"

Carlo Heka had never seen such a reckless bastard. He was so angry that he pulled out the revolver from his waist on the spot, raised his hand and was about to shoot Qin Yu in the head.

Just looking at Qin Yu's actions without dodge, he still gave up at the last moment.

After all, if he really killed a top student with one shot, Longteng School would have to directly send a master to kill him, let alone a high-level government official.

Gritting his teeth, he reinserted the large revolver into his pocket. Carlo Heka's expression twitched slightly, and finally forced a smile on his face, trying to explain his identity to Leng Touqing who was holding him.

"Brother, look at my horns, my appearance, and my body shape. I'm not a leopard man at all. I'm a tauren. You've got the wrong person."

Although Carlo Heka suppressed the anger in his heart, it was a pity that Qin Yu had no intention of reasoning with him and still hugged the other party's thigh without even raising his head.

"Don't try to lie to me! I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes! North Korea's cold-faced killer! Waltz!"

"That damn string-controlling cold-faced killer! Can't you even remember your nickname? You... eh?!"

The roaring bull-headed man was suddenly stunned. At the same time, Qin Yu, who was holding him and wailing, suddenly stopped talking and slowly raised his head to look at him.

The two people's eyes met, and Qin Yu's voice sounded.

"Do you know his nickname? Do you know him? Do you know where he is now?"

Qin Yu's words made Carlo Heka's expression condense, and he finally realized.

"Oh, I understand, you want to get information out of me? Let me tell you, there is no way!"

"No way?"

"Yes! No way."

"Forget it...North Korea's cold-faced killer Waltz! Give back the lives of my three brothers!"

Looking at the guy who started hugging his legs and wailing again, Carlo Heka's expression twitched slightly.

But having seen through Qin Yu's purpose, he naturally couldn't cooperate obediently.

After all, telling the traces of other scavengers privately is a big taboo for scavengers, and it will cause the other party to completely enmity with him.

If you want to buy this kind of information, even if the other party is willing to sell it, you have to pay a lot of money.

And looking at the bastard in front of me who only knows how to act mischievously, does he look like he has money?

Well, even if he had money, do you think he would give it?

Carlo Heika, with a dark face, limped and dragged Qin Yu towards the door.

He didn't believe that this kid would be so shameless, even if he was dragged on the street, he wouldn't care!

Walked out of the bar, crossed the street, and bought some cooked food and three bottles of beer.

And when checking out, after a guy forcibly threw three cans of beer and a bag of peanuts at him, Carlo Heka, carrying the things, walked up the stairs expressionlessly, making a loud bang-dong-dong sound.

As the door of the dilapidated room opened with a creak, the burly man walked into the room with an unknown object and stood in front of the bed, holding cooked food and beer in his hands with a rigid expression.

And behind him, a guy with a seven-day lock was hanging on his body like a backpack, motionless.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Carlo Heka's voice finally sounded.

And there was a little melancholy in his tone.

"Brother, don't you feel embarrassed?"

Qin Yu, who was chewing ham sausage, shook his head heavily when he heard this, grinning and showing a mouth full of fangs.

"It's okay. Anyway, I'm not the only one who's embarrassed. At worst, I'll hide my face."

"...What on earth do you want! I'm already home! Why don't you let go of your hands! Scavengers also have private lives, okay!!!"

"Tell me where the waltz is!"

"I don't know this North Korean cold-faced killer! I've just heard of his nickname!"

"That's it, then I'd better keep hanging on."

Watching the two swallowing the ham sausage and tightening the pendants on their limbs again, the bull-headed man completely exploded.

He was originally a scavenger who licked blood from the tip of his knife, so his temper was naturally unlikely to be any better.

With a roar, this guy slammed his back against the wall, making an ear-splitting roar.

"Get down here!"

Qin Yu, who was hit hard, let out a groan and had no intention of coddling the other person. He kicked off the wall with his legs and drove him directly towards the wall in front of him. At the same time, he didn't forget to grab the plate next to him and hit the other person on the head.

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Accompanied by the sound of clanking, two extremely burly guys started fighting in a small room of only twenty square meters. The scene was like an earthquake.
Chapter completed!