Chapter 939
Han Qingsong turned his head and looked at her, which led to her immediately giving him a fangirl’s worshipful smile.
Han Qingsong…my wife has become a few years younger once more.
There wasn’t much difference between the Tang family fighting many-to-one or one-or-one unless the opponent was not a match for them. If their opponent was able to maneuver themselves between their attacks, they could avoid their blows and take the opportunity to give them a good counterattack. Either way, this show really wasn’t worth the hype.
The three of them punched and kicked every chance they got. Though, it wasn’t entirely random either as they synced up rather well with each others’ movements. Tang Laoer (Second Brother) kicked Han Qingsong’s lower body, Tang Laoqi punched him in the chest and Tang Laoda (First Brother) attacked Han Qingsong from behind, intending to hook his neck and lock his throat to render him immobile.
Han Qingsong locked onto the opponent’s kicking leg with a step forward before he dodged the throat-locking claw from behind him. At the same time, he grabbed Tang Laoqi’s fist with his left hand, followed his wrist upwards, and pulled Tang Laoqi into his arms.
Tang Laoqi couldn’t stop in time and was about to collide with Han Qingsong. He wanted to dodge, but Han Qingsong suddenly switched directions.
Tang Laoqi was locked onto by Tang Laoda’s arm, “Eldest Brother, it’s me!” Tang Laoda’s face flushed at his brother’s screams and he quickly let go.
As Han Qingsong dodged, he twisted Tang Laoer’s bones with his left leg, making a clear cracking sound. He then hit the Second Brother’s waist with his knee again, followed by his elbow, before throwing the second son of the Tang family to the ground with a snap. Han Qingsong’s knee pressed forward and nailed the latter to the ground, making him unable to budge.
Consequently, Tang Laoqi tried to make a kick again. Han Qingsong moved like lightning as he grabbed the seventh son’s ankle and pushed forward with force, making him carry out a split in an accurate manner.
“Ah——” Tang Laoqi felt the pain in his cojones! His pants were also going to split apart!