Just when Yang Feng and Acheng were fighting with those dozen gangsters, Fatty took the opportunity to hijack Sister Xiao, put a black pistol on her head, and shouted at Yang Feng and Acheng
: "Damn it, kneel down for me, otherwise I will kill her with one shot..."
Yang Feng and Acheng stopped, and the dozen gangsters they knocked down stood up unsteadily.
"Damn it, I count to three, if you don't kneel down I'll shoot..." Fatty said proudly, shaking the gun against Sister Xiao's head, and pulled the trigger with one finger.
"You dare?" Acheng shouted through gritted teeth, with most of his face covered by sunglasses glowing with coldness and murderous intent.
"Do you think I dare?" The fat man moved his fingers again. With just a little force, the trigger of the pistol would be pulled, and Sister Xiao would die.
The current situation was extremely urgent, and Sister Xiao closed her eyes in despair.
Yang Feng held one hand tightly, and a shining short-handled dagger fell from the cuff of his sleeve into his hand, but he did not move at this time, he was waiting for the opportunity.
Acheng gritted his teeth and slowly knelt on the ground with one leg. He was really worried about Sister Xiao's safety. If the fat man really pulled the trigger, everything would be too late. He didn't think of a suitable way to save Xiao.
Before his sister's method, he could only do what the fat man said.
But Acheng is not a simple person. Just when one of his legs slowly kneeled on the ground, he was already ready to attack. He was waiting for the opportunity to kill with one strike.
But Acheng didn't know that not far behind him, a hand with a pockmarked face quietly reached to his waist.
Seeing Acheng actually kneel down, Fatty felt even more proud, pointed at Yang Feng and said: "And you, damn, kneel down for me too, and kowtow to grandpa three times..."
Before the fat man finished speaking, Acheng, who was kneeling halfway, suddenly raised his upper body and rushed towards the fat man. The speed was almost unbelievable, like a sudden gust of wind, and the fat man was frightened.
, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the hand holding the pistol couldn't help but tremble.
"Bang..." A dull gunshot sounded.
Everyone was stunned, this scene happened too suddenly.
When everyone came back to their senses, they realized that Acheng had been shot. Just as he rushed towards the fat man, the pockmarked man behind him quickly took out his pistol and shot Acheng in the thigh.
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Previously, Pockmarked Face had his vocal cords damaged by Yang Feng. Although he can't speak now, he still has the ability to move. Among the dozen or so people like Fatty, Fatty couldn't help but bring a gun, and Pockmarked Face also brought a gun.
Acheng screamed and fell to the ground. He never expected that someone would shoot someone behind him. If it wasn't for Pockmarked's face, he would have been absolutely sure to rush over to subdue the fat man and save Sister Xiao, but now...
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"Acheng..." Sister Xiao shouted when she saw Acheng was shot.
The fat man was also startled and broke into a sweat. He originally threatened Acheng to kneel down, but he didn't want Acheng to suddenly rush towards him when he was halfway kneeling. Fortunately, Mazi shot him in the face.
Otherwise, your situation will not be good.
Just when everyone came back to their senses, a surprising scene happened again.
The moment Acheng fell to the ground after being shot, Yang Feng suddenly moved. He raised his right hand slightly, and a dagger popped out from the front with a cold light, drew a beautiful arc in the air, rotated and shot towards Mazi's face.
"Ah..." Mazi Lian was originally elated because he shot Acheng, but unexpectedly, a dagger was shot towards him. He had no time to dodge, and the dagger swished straight away.
It shot into the pit of his heart, and he felt his heart heat up, and a stream of blood surged out.
The pistol in the pockmarked face's hand fell to the ground. He covered his heart with one hand and fell straight down. His pupils were so big that he never expected that he would die like this.
Seeing that Mazi was stabbed in the face, Fatty no longer hesitated, and was about to pull the trigger of the pistol against Sister Xiao's head. But just when his finger moved, Yang Feng raised his hand again, and another short-handled pistol
The pocket dagger whizzed out and slashed straight towards the fat man's wrist.
"Ah..." The fat man let out a scream before he could dodge. He covered his wrist that was shot and jumped up. The pistol that was pressed against Sister Xiao's head also fell to the ground.
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Acheng ignored his injured thigh and limped over to pull Sister Xiao over, protecting her behind him.
"Acheng, are you okay?" Seeing the blood on Acheng's thigh flowing, Sister Xiao asked worriedly.
Acheng shook his head: "I'm fine..." But immediately he took a breath, his face instantly turned pale, and the pain from his thigh severely stimulated his nerves.
"Kill...Kill him, kill him for me..." Fatty was shot in the wrist with a pocket dagger and jumped to point at Yang Feng and shouted.
So those dozen gangsters surrounded Yang Feng again.
There was a cold light in Yang Feng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a faint sneer. He glanced at the gangsters surrounding him, then slowly put a hand into his pocket, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it.
, took a sip, and the gangster was a little stunned. At such an urgent moment, he still smoked so calmly?
"Come on, are you guys coming one by one? Or together?" Yang Feng lit the cigarette, blew out a smoke ring and curled his fingers at the gangster in front of him.
The gangster at the front took a sharp breath, yelled, and rushed towards Yang Feng with a machete raised.
The machete slashed straight towards Yang Feng's head, but Yang Feng didn't panic. When the gangster approached, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist and pulled it forward, then raised his foot and kicked him.
In his lower abdomen, the gangster screamed and his body flew out. At the same time, the other gangsters also moved, and they all rushed toward Yang Feng.
"Puff..."
"Snapped......"
"boom......."
Yang Feng held a cigarette in his mouth, and danced with two fists in the crowd with great force. He was harvesting these gangsters like a harvester, and like a drop of water splashing into a hot oil pan, the hot oil stains
It exploded in all directions, and those gangsters were scattered and exploded by him.
Acheng originally wanted to help Yang Feng, but when he saw how brave Yang Feng was, he almost froze. As if in just an instant, the dozen gangsters fell to the ground like piles of mud, groaning one by one.