Song Tie is not stupid at all. Although he doesn't believe that the Lamborghini at the door is from Li Qingyu, he believes that Li Qingyu is not an easy person to deal with.

Li Qingyu's calmness, Li Qingyu's demeanor, and Li Qingyu's dullness seemed to tell him clearly: Boy, you are nothing in my eyes!

Song Tie is very experienced and knows that when dealing with such people, either don’t take action or take action, you will have to knock it down with one blow!

Therefore, not only did he use all his strength in this punch, but before he punched this punch, he also deliberately smiled exaggeratedly to confuse Li Qingyu. When his waist bent down, he also completed the charging process!

He punched a punch that would make him proud!

He was sure that he had punched countless times in his life, and this punch could rank among the top five!

However, all the tricks are jokes in front of strength! He didn't know at all that he was not even an ant in front of Li Qingyu. His proud speed was actually similar to a snail in Li Qingyu's opinion!

Li Qingyu ignored Song Tie's punch at all, but raised his hand and slapped his shoulder! When his hand fell on Song Tie's shoulder, Song Tie's fist had hit less than twenty centimeters!

There was no whistling wind, no terrifying momentum, and there was only a light beat, as if the elders were comforting the younger generation, as if the superiors were comforting the lower generation, and then Song Tie felt his whole body sore and weak, and fell softly to the ground, like a pile of pork that had been removed from bones!

Li Qingyu took action too quickly, and no one could see his movements clearly. Even Song Tie didn't see clearly. He didn't even realize that he suddenly fell in front of Li Qingyu. It was Li Qingyu who tampered with him.

This guy thought he was suddenly insane, so he lay on the ground and shouted loudly at the more than 20 younger brothers he brought, "You are so stupid? Go! You are so stupid to me! If you let him leave Qingcai today, our Great Saint Association should not be in Qingcai! You are so numb!"

While cursing nonsense, this guy supported the ground with both hands, trying to get up from the ground. However, he just supported his body halfway and then lay on the ground with a thud.

The more than 20 younger brothers brought by this guy also didn't see Li Qingyu taking action. He thought that Song Tie had shaken him down. He roared strangely, and regardless of the scattered things, he picked up the things around him and rushed towards Li Qingyu!

Before, he pulled his neck to ask for face, and the short and small guy ran in front first, holding a solid wood chair in his hand, and smashed it hard on Li Qingyu's head!

This time people finally saw Li Qingyu taking action, but Li Qingyu moved his shoulders. The next moment, the slender hand with five fingers grabbed a chair leg.

Not only was the small man unable to smash the chair down for a moment, he suddenly felt a surge of force pouring from the chair into his arms. Then his whole body became sour and numb, and he could no longer use any strength. Then his hand involuntarily released the chair, and his body fell to the ground like Song Tie just now.

The guy asked Song Tie beside him with his head tilted: "Boss, why do I feel sore and numb all over, and I can't use any strength at all?"

"Parase! Ask me, whom I ask? I'm even more numb than you! What a fucking girl wet her shoes and her pussy slanted!" Song Tie said angrily.

Almost the moment the little man fell to the ground, three more questions students rushed to Li Qingyu, and waved the chair in his hand and swung it at Li Qingyu. However, they had just swung the chair and before they could fall down, they experienced the feeling of Song Tie and the little man just now. They all fell to the ground with soreness and weakness and could not get up.

The chairs in their hands fell into Li Qingyu's hands and were placed on the ground by Li Qingyu. Li Qingyu was very careful in his movements, as if the chair was not made of solid wood, but made of priceless jade.

The remaining dozen questioned students looked at Li Qingyu as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes were full of fear, and they didn't dare to rush up!

If Li Qingyu had really beaten Song Tie and others upside down just now, even if he beat Song Tie and others up to the point of vomiting blood, these people who use fighting as life every day would probably not be afraid!

But they didn't see Li Qingyu and Song Tie and others having physical contact just now, and Song Tie and others all lay on the ground like invertebrates and couldn't get up!

These guys have fought so many times, and have seen countless fierce people who can fight, but I have never seen Li Qingyu fight like this! What a horror!

"Don't get close to him. This bastard is a bit weird. Hit him with something!" someone suddenly shouted.

More than a dozen students suddenly realized that they first had the chairs in their hands, and then the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table that had not had time to clean up, and they all threw them at Li Qingyu!

For a moment, chairs, stools, chopsticks, spoons, small teapots containing vinegar and soy sauce, seasoning boxes, and of course, large and small bowls on the table. Regardless of whether there was noodle soup inside, they were all like a goddess scattering flowers, and they smashed Li Qingyu all at once, as if they were about to flood Li Qingyu!

Everyone stared at Li Qingyu with wide eyes. In their opinion, even if Li Qingyu was not smashed to the point of bleeding, he would be poured into a chicken with noodle soup in a big and small bowl, and he was in a mess!

However, they were surprised to see that Li Qingyu just raised his hand and gently touched it in the air. Then the chairs flying towards him were like geese flying across the sky, neatly arranged in a row and landed next to him without any rush. Not only did they not hit Li Qingyu, but there was no damage at all, and there was no sound even when they landed on the ground, as if the chairs did not fall on the hard floor, but on a pile of cotton!

At this moment, Li Qingyu seemed to transform into a magical magician. Not only these chairs, but also those big bowls, small bowls, spoons, and other messy things seemed to have suddenly had life. Under the command of Li Qingyu, he obediently lined up in the air and landed steadily on a table next to him.

The big and small bowls were neatly stacked together, the small wine pots containing soy sauce and vinegar, and the seasoning boxes were placed in an orderly and orderly manner.

The soup water that was thrown in the air condensed into a water column in the air under the dancing of Li Qingyu's other hand, falling steadily into the bucket next to it without splashing any water!

Everything went to where they should go, and the surroundings were not messy, and there was no messy scene everywhere!

Li Qingyu just showed his hand slightly, and in a moment, the wind stopped and the clouds were calm!
Chapter completed!