Boarding Life

If Old Wu's words were merely speculative.

Then Mo Bei, who personally felt Qin Qi's power up close, gave a definite answer, "A third-tier Martial Artist, you're a third-tier Martial Artist!"

"How is that possible, you're only nineteen years old. Becoming a Martial Artist at this age is unimaginable, and you even reached the third tier!"

As these words fell.

Everyone present was stunned.

Old Wu, and Shen Lulu who was entangled with someone, all opened their eyes wide.

They might suspect, but Zhao Ting lying on the ground was the best proof!

Qin Qi didn't rush to answer but glanced at Zhao Ting who was down.

"The power of the Heart-Breaking Elbow is truly frightening, a single move can completely incapacitate a Martial Artist," Qin Qi murmured, "I originally thought that using the Heart-Breaking Elbow in practice would be difficult, but it's just so-so!"

With that in mind, he slowly turned his head and looked towards Mo Bei in the distance.

Seeing Qin Qi's gaze focused on him, Mo Bei swallowed hard and nervously said, "Qin Qi, do you really want to offend both the Huang Family and Mo Family?"

Qin Qi said coldly, "I only crippled Mo Jiulian previously and took that as a warning for the Mo Family. Why does the Mo Family insist on courting death?"

Speaking, he darted forward.

Even two weren't opponents when teamed up, let alone just Mo Bei.

Though both were Martial Artists, the gap was extraordinarily vast. In merely a dozen seconds, Mo Bei fell to the ground like Zhao Ting, losing combat ability.

Fatty Huang didn't pay attention to any of this.

In his eyes, Mo Bei and Zhao Ting together were invincible.

Defeating Qin Qi was merely a matter of time.

He looked at Han Siqi's delicate and charming face, as well as the faint fear in her eyes, and his mouth curled into a sinister cold smile.

He rubbed his palm, "The heiress of Han Corporation, heh heh, I've long heard she's a stunning beauty. What's the use of following a dead man, why not obediently follow me in the future!"

After saying that, he couldn't wait to have a taste of the beauty in front of him.

Han Siqi's beautiful eyes fixed on Fatty Huang, holding an expression of refusal.

Seeing the hand getting closer to her, she could only desperately close her eyes. Her heart was filled with worry and anxiety for Qin Qi.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, beauty, I'll make you enjoy it immensely. In front of your man, I'll ravage you fiercely. I think you'll find it quite thrilling!" Fatty Huang licked his lips, smiling like a blooming flower.

Suddenly.

He felt a terrifying chill.

This chill swept through his body, making him suddenly stiff, unable to move.

"Fatty Huang, who did you say was a dead man?"

Fatty Huang turned his head with difficulty and found Qin Qi had somehow appeared behind him.

He was completely stunned, fear spreading across his body, "Qin Qi, you, you!"

It was then he realized that his two proud martial artists, Mo Bei and Zhao Ting, were already unconscious on the ground.

Qin Qi, already enraged, suddenly slapped out fiercely.

This slap was strong, sending Fatty Huang's hefty body flying over three meters and slamming into the wall.

Then, Qin Qi swiftly untied Han Siqi, removing all her restraints.

Han Siqi took a deep breath and then exclaimed excitedly, "Master!"

Qin Qi was just about to ask Han Siqi if she was alright.

Fatty Huang's voice sounded nearby, "You dare hit me, this is the second time, the second time! No one has ever dared to hit me!"

"Qin Qi, you're doomed. You want to play? Our Huang Family will unleash all our power to crush you into pieces, leaving you with no burial place!"

Qin Qi gazed coldly at him.

Seeing Fatty Huang still being arrogant and vicious, his face cold, he walked step by step towards him.

Fatty Huang sensed the chill emanating from Qin Qi, feeling both fear and trepidation, yet still cursed, "Qin Qi, take one more step and I'll wipe out your entire family!"

Qin Qi, his anger rising, fiercely kicked Fatty Huang's stomach.

Fatty Huang spewed blood, his curses significantly diminished but he still shouted, "This won't end here!"

Qin Qi sneered, "Don't worry, it definitely won't end. Just like you said before, today you're dead, and no one can save you!"

Upon hearing the word "dead," Fatty Huang finally panicked, he lifted his head to look at Qin Qi and found no humor in his eyes.

He curled his body in fear, "Qin Qi, what are you going to do? Are you crazy? You can't kill me, I'll give you money, lots of money!"

"Master!"

Seeing Qin Qi truly angry, Han Siqi quickly stepped forward, "Don't act rashly, you can't take Fatty Huang's life?"

"Why?" Qin Qi asked in confusion.

Han Siqi tucked her hair, even in her disheveled state, she hoped to maintain her image in front of Qin Qi.

She opened her red lips lightly, "Fatty Huang is just a useless person, he poses no threat. The real threat is the massive Huang Family!"

"Instead of killing Fatty Huang, it'd be better to imprison him. You could use him to negotiate with the Huang Family, use him as leverage!"

"Killing Fatty Huang now is equivalent to declaring full-scale war on the Huang Family!"

Fatty Huang heard Han Siqi's words, as if grabbing a lifeline, "Right, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

His voice trembling to a whimper, his face showing complete cowardice.

Qin Qi heard Han Siqi's words and found them very reasonable.

He grinned, "Don't worry, I'm just scaring him. Killing, I won't do, I'm afraid of going to jail!"

He had crippled Mo Jiulian earlier because he was utterly enraged. As for taking lives, he had never considered it.

Deep down, despite having gone through a lot, his temperament was still that of a student.

Han Siqi smiled charmingly, "Don't worry, as long as things within the circle don't get out of hand, the world outside won't interfere!"

Qin Qi understood Han Siqi's meaning, "You mean, as long as I don't take his life, giving him some lessons is entirely okay, right!"

"Exactly!" Han Siqi nodded her head like a pecking chick.

How could Qin Qi hesitate anymore, immediately he rubbed his hands and started punching Fatty Huang.

In no time, the entire factory resounded only with Fatty Huang's cries of agony.

"Stop, don't hit."

"Qin Qi, I realize my mistake, don't hit me anymore. I'll kneel for you, I'll call you dad, is that okay..."

Finally, Fatty Huang was beaten into unconsciousness.

His face was swollen like a pig's head, blue and purple all over.

The injuries on his body might take half a year to heal, it was almost impossible.

Qin Qi, carrying Fatty Huang's two hundred-pound body as if carrying a chicken, came to the Huang Family's cronies.

"Well, want to fight?"

These Huang Family cronies were all rabble gathered by Fatty Huang, seeing Fatty Huang, Mo Bei, and Zhao Ting, the two main martial artists, were all down.

None of them had any heart left for fighting, soon they were handled by Xiaodao and the others.

In no time, the abandoned factory turned quiet.

Shen Lulu, Old Wu, everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Qi.

In each person's mind, a thought lingered.

"After today, the entire circle would probably be in an uproar because of the name Qin Qi!"