"Calm down, I'm not here to argue with you today," Zhang Weidong said.
"Since you are not here to quarrel, then give me the money quickly and don't talk so much nonsense. If you don't want to give me the money, get out of here now," Chi Shanshan said.
Zhang Weidong felt that he should not come, so he stood up from the sofa and said, "Just do it for yourself."
After saying this, he was about to leave. He felt that this woman was hopeless. He originally wanted to save her before coming here. Unexpectedly, looking at Chi Shanshan's condition, it was probably difficult to save her. Then Just let him fend for himself.
Zhang Weidong walked towards the door. Seeing that Zhang Weidong was about to leave, Chi Shanshan also stood up and said: "Zhang Weidong, you bastard, you are a big bastard, you are so heartless, you don't even care about me, then I will die." show you,"
"Speaking, Wu Shanshan took out a sharp fruit knife from under the coffee table and stabbed her neck.
Zhang Weidong has quick eyes and quick hands. After all, he was a national special guard.
He ran up and was about to dodge the woman's knife, but at this moment he was about to dodge the woman's knife.
Chi Shanshan suddenly turned the fruit knife over and stabbed it towards Zhang Weidong.
Because Zhang Weidong was so eager to save people just now, he jumped a little too hard. Looking back now, it was not easy to stop the move, so he had to turn sideways.
The tip of the knife grazed his face and stabbed into his shoulder.
The four to five centimeter long blades all pierced Zhang Weidong's shoulder. Then the knife was pulled out, and a stream of blood spurted out, all over Chi Shanshan's face.
Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Weidong shouted: "You are fucking crazy,"
At this moment, Zhang Weidong was not aware of his crisis. In fact, he had fallen into a trap.
The door next to me opened, and a man said: "The crazier ones are still here,"
As he said that, he threw a short flying knife towards Zhang Weidong.
The speed of the flying knife was so fast that Zhang Weidong was unexpected.
And it wasn't just a flying knife, the man threw out more than a dozen flying knives one after another. Even if Zhang Weidong was lucky enough to dodge the first few knives, it would be difficult for him to dodge the flying knives in the back.
More than a dozen rays of cold light flew toward Zhang Weidong. Two seconds later, Zhang Weidong had been hit by seven knives in succession on his arms, legs, and shoulders.
Zhang Weidong had fallen to the ground, but his vital parts were not hit by the knife, so he was able to save his life.
Only then did he clearly see the person who had just thrown the knife at him. This person turned out to be Li Xunhuan, whom he had always looked down on and felt would not pose any threat to him.
"Li... Li Xunhuan, you... why are you..." Zhang Weidong said as he fell to the ground.
"Why couldn't it be me who laid this trap for you and ruined my life?
I knew you were powerful, but I didn't expect that you were so powerful that you could beat me, Li Xunhuan, by so many swords," Li Xunhuan said confidently.
Li Xunhuan is a master of hidden weapons. He once trained in a British mercenary group and learned Western hidden weapons.
After returning, he combined the techniques of Western concealed weapons and Eastern concealed weapons and summed up his own set of concealed weapon techniques.
During the battle, Li Xunhuan would basically fire thirteen flying knives at once. At such a close distance, an ordinary person would have been hit by all the flying knives, and the vital parts had already been pierced with flying knives.
But what he didn't expect was that Zhang Weidong managed to dodge six knives from many directions in one go and was hit by seven of them. None of the seven knives hit his vital point, thus saving his own life.
Li Xunhuan praised from the bottom of his heart, "He is indeed a master,"
Zhang Weidong's ninja was still able to stand up despite severe pain all over his body. These knives were stabbed into his body and could not be pulled out. Once pulled out, a large amount of blood would bleed out when he came back. This would cause excessive blood loss and death, just like this. Keep your body movements as low as possible to preserve your blood volume to the maximum extent.
But now Li Xunhuan would not give Zhang Weidong any chance. He once again took out a golden throwing knife, and Daoran felt something dark and glue-like on it.
A knowledgeable person will know at a glance that this is poison, and it is extremely poisonous.
"Zhang Weidong, no matter how powerful you are, it's useless. I designed this trap perfectly. If I want you to die, you must die."
With that said, Li Xunhuan once again made preparations to fly the knife. Once the knife flew out, Zhang Weidong would be dead.
Zhang Weidong had been hit by so many knives now that he couldn't continue fighting, let alone dodge a knife from Li Xunhuan so close.
At that time, what appeared in Zhang Weidong's mind was despair and a fear of death.
I have never been afraid of death, but when death is really close to me, very close to me, and I know that I am going to die, it turns out to be so terrible, so terrible that it is difficult to breathe.
But at this moment, Li Xunhuan's cell phone suddenly rang.
"Who could it be at this time?" Li Xunhuan thought to himself.
Li Xunhuan has two mobile phones, one for external use and one for his family. The mobile phone he is thinking about this time is for his family. Very few people know about it. Only his family members know about it. Moreover, under certain circumstances, nothing will happen. They won't call him.
The phone was still ringing, and the caller ID showed that it was Li Xunhuan's mother's call.
Li Xunhuan was a little uneasy, and he couldn't send it out now. Anyway, Wei Dong had lost all the ability to fight, and he was dead today. He would be stabbed to death with a knife soon.
Li Xunhuan put down the flying knife in his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on Zhang Weidong.
He took out his cell phone with one hand and answered his mother's call.
The other hand is holding my knife tightly. Once Zhang Weidong makes any move, he will throw the knife out immediately. Even if Zhang Weidong cannot be killed, he will be poisoned and die.
When he answered the call, it turned out that it was not his mother's voice, but a man's voice.
"Hello Li Xunhuan, I'm with your mother," the man on the phone said with a smile.
This voice seemed familiar to Li Xunhuan, and he felt that he must have heard it before.
"Who are you," Li Xunhuan said.
"I'm Ye Shaofeng. Your mother and I are talking about something. I want to talk to you too. I don't know if I have time." Ye Shaofeng spoke with a strange tone. Although it was a question, it sounded more like a question. It's like a threat, as if you will kill your mother if you don't come.
Li Xunhuan even wondered whether Ye Shaofeng had known about his plan this time, knew that he had captured Zhang Weidong, and could kill him at any time and anywhere...