Beef Noodle Restaurant.
A square table, with someone sitting at each of its four corners, three servings of beef noodles with egg were steaming hot as they were served.
An Ping picked up his chopsticks, his hand still trembling a bit, as the scene he had just witnessed was too thrilling.
If it weren't for Qin Jian arriving in time, his arm might have been chopped off.
In the moment that he saved him, Qin Jian's arm got slashed by a knife, and blood immediately gushed out.
But, he didn't even blink, fighting more than a dozen men by himself. Before another battalion commander beside him could act, Qin Jian had taken them all down with swift and decisive moves!
If Qin Jian had arrived just one second earlier, his arm definitely wouldn't have been sliced, it was purely an injury taken while saving An Ping.
Seeing An Ping's trembling hands, Qin Jian knew he was still shaken up. He gestured to the shop owner and said, "Bring a bottle of 'Erguotou'."