When he first discovered something was wrong, he called his subordinates.
However, the surrounding signals were obviously blocked, and the mobile phone could not make calls. The phone line at home was also cut off.
This made Tie Feilin aware of the huge crisis. As an experienced man, he immediately led a dozen of his henchmen and rushed out, trying to carve out a bloody path.
As a result, not to mention the four or five brothers who got in for nothing, even he himself was stabbed in the back by a subordinate who suddenly rebelled. If the guard captain Li Ding hadn't decisively carried him back, maybe,
At this time, he had been hacked to death with random swords.
There were only a dozen or so confidants left, and five or six more were buried in the living room and corridor. Now, there were only four subordinates left by his side.
It was Li Ding who attacked Song Ziyang at the door just now.
"I said I don't want to see you, why are you here? Get out!" Tie Feilin snorted coldly and turned his face to one side.
Song Ziyang walked over slowly.
The three henchmen, who were covered in blood, couldn't help but take a step forward when they saw this.
Song Ziyang stopped and chuckled: "If you are worried about me getting involved in the Tianmen fight, it seems a little late. I'm already here. Will those people outside let me go?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Tie Feilin stared at him coldly: "If you want to leave, can they keep you?"
Song Ziyang took out a cigarette without comment, lit one for himself, then took out one and threw the rest to Li Ding.
"Brother, give me some points!"
As he said that, he walked over, put the one in his hand into Tie Feilin's mouth, lit it, and then stared at his face close at hand and said: "Tie Zi, I promised Wang Yong that I would
You brought me out. I can't break your promise! What's more, you once saved my life. If I know your kindness and don't repay it, who will I be?"
"I owe you nothing! When all my Iron Fist mercenaries are dead and wounded, we will no longer owe each other any more!" Tie Feilin suddenly became emotional: "Get out!"
As he spoke, there was a violent cough.
"Are you injured?" Song Ziyang lifted up his shirt without any hesitation and saw the wound on his waist at a glance. Although it had been simply bandaged, it was still bleeding outwards.
"I don't need you to worry about it!" Tie Feilin clapped his hand fiercely.
Song Ziyang grabbed his wrist and his eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Don't worry about me? Okay, when I carry you out, you can live or die, it doesn't matter. But before that, I have to deal with those who are here for me."
The brothers of Iron Fist who sacrificed their lives while covering our breakout!"
As he spoke, he ignored Tie Feilin's expression and took out a homemade powerful hemostatic powder from his pocket and poured it on his wound.
Then, he pricked several places around his wound with silver needles.
The bleeding area actually improved a lot.
At this time, the younger brother from Dongxing Club below had come up to kill him again.
"Fuck..." Song Ziyang was really anxious. He didn't expect that Tie Feilin would be so seriously injured, which made the murderous intent in his heart almost boil.
Amidst the roar, he stood up and directly kicked the Dongxing Club boy who had just arrived at the door with his feet, sending him flying out and knocking down three more people.
Then, he crashed into the crowd. The deer rhinoceros knife in his hand was like the north wind whistling and thunder dancing wildly.
In the blink of an eye, seven more Dongxing Club boys fell to the ground.
And Song Ziyang was also covered in blood.
After all, he is only a human being, not a god. When faced with the attacks of more than a dozen people, he often has to choose where to get hurt and what price to pay.
Quiet, as quiet as death.
The dozen Dongxing Club boys still standing around looked at Song Ziyang who was blocking the door alone, and the excitement of making great achievements was instantly replaced by fear.
They were clearly outnumbered, but no one dared to step forward, not even to breathe loudly.
"I can't kill many people, but I can guarantee that the first ten people who step into this room will die before me!"
"You are welcome to try it if you are impatient!" Song Ziyang glanced at them calmly and turned directly into the bedroom.
Still no one dared to move.
Li Ding and others couldn't help but be a little stunned when they saw it. Damn, it's so domineering!
Song Ziyang returned to the bedroom and went directly to help Tie Feilin. But he soon froze. He looked at Tie Feilin's other empty arm: "Tie Zi, your hand..."
"Don't worry, it wasn't done in Africa!" Tie Feilin pushed him hard: "Get out, I told you, you don't have to worry about it! What are you doing..."
Song Ziyang ignored him at all and just put him on his back: "If you continue to struggle, I will kill them directly. Either kill them all, or they will kill me!"
Tie Feilin's hand froze for a moment. He knew that Song Ziyang was the kind of person who said exactly what he said.
Song Ziyang took the opportunity to tie him to himself with a bed sheet, and then said to Li Ding and others: "I will open the way in front, you can follow. Outside, Wang Yong will lead people to meet him!"
With that said, he walked out directly.
"Idiot, no one can get away if you carry me on your back!" Tie Feilin's eyes were wet, but his voice was still fierce.
Song Ziyang's lips raised: "You were able to carry me out back then, and I can carry you out this time. You'd better save some strength and go out to have a drink with me!"
With that said, he walked directly towards the dozen Dongxing Club boys opposite.
At this moment, there was a noise from the stairs, and even the windows on the second floor were smashed. Dongxingshe obviously couldn't wait any longer and launched a full-scale attack.
Oh shit!
Song Ziyang cursed secretly, immediately changed his strategy, dodged the few Dongxing Club boys in front who were about to make a move, turned around and rushed towards the balcony.
Puff puff...
The white rhinoceros knife once again cut the shackles of darkness, bringing up two blood flowers. The two Dongxing Club boys who had just climbed up turned around and fell down.
Song Ziyang jumped down without any hesitation.
boom……
The body landed on the ground and let out a heavy groan. In order to avoid crushing Tie Feilin, Song Ziyang relied solely on the strength of his hands when rolling. In other words, when the two fell from a height of more than six meters, all the strength was used.
It's on him alone.
Even with his strength, he couldn't help but get blood from the corner of his mouth and his internal organs were shocked.
However, Song Ziyang quickly sprang up like a civet cat and rushed towards the opposite side.
At this time, there were more than a dozen young men from the Dongxing Club who were rushing towards the villa. When they saw this, they all yelled and cursed, then turned around and chased after them.
However, Li Ding and his men had already jumped down.
"Tie Feilin, do you think you can still escape?" A cold voice suddenly rang. Sun Zhengyang, the deputy gang leader of Dongxing Society, surrounded by seven or eight younger members of Dongxing Society, said indifferently
Standing more than ten meters in front.
"Why not give it a try?" Song Ziyang roared, and his figure suddenly accelerated, even faster than an ordinary person running alone!
He bumped into the arms of a younger brother and punched him out.
Then, chop again with your backhand.
Another man's hand holding the knife was broken at the wrist!
Song Ziyang raised his foot and kicked him out, knocking down another person.
A huge birthmark on Sun Zhengyang's face immediately started to move, with a look of horror in his eyes. Damn it, where did this guy come from? Carrying a person on his back and being so fucking fierce?
"Take the boss... away!" Li Ding roared, suddenly turned around, and limped towards the younger brother from Dongxing Club who was chasing him out of the villa and killed him!
A scream, somewhat unwilling.
White sword lights were raised and then dropped.
Li Ding's body fell heavily and he stared at the sky!
"Plum!" Tie Feilin turned his head, his eyes almost split open.
Song Ziyang tightened the sheets around his waist, looked at the leopard with a cold face.
The third update. I sincerely ask for support. Brothers, follow Brother Song. You don’t have to worry about food and drink. Follow Brother Song and have fun with the policewoman and beauties. Hahaha~~~Collect it~~