I didn't have time to pay attention to him. It was a mess outside. I gestured to Xiaojiao and Lao Liu, and leaned towards the entrance of the tent. Lao Liu opened a gap. When I looked outside, I felt half relieved.
Because our people had prepared in advance, the sneak attack of these men in gray was completely ineffective. Instead, they all fell into the siege of the four major families. The situation was completely one-sided. It was not so much a sneak attack as a suicide attack.
Several spotlights were hung high on bamboo poles, illuminating the entire venue brightly. Dozens of people in gray were surrounded in the middle, surrounded by people from the four major families. The rain was still falling, and the ground was covered with water.
The rain and blood mixed together to form streams of blood, which was shocking.
Xiao Donghu has almost recovered from his injuries. Beating these men in gray is just like playing. Every time he takes a shot, one of the men in gray will fall. No one can stop him wherever he goes, including those in gray.
Knowing how powerful he was, they all avoided direct confrontation with him.
But in comparison, Xiao Donghu was quite kind. He just subdued the man in gray and knocked him down without killing anyone. However, the three brothers of the Sima family were all as fierce as evil spirits, and they often sprayed a knife with every blow.
There was a trail of blood, and either heads fell to the ground, or limbs were broken off, one by one, without wasting any effort. The speed of the attack and the ruthlessness of the attack were astonishing.
Mr. Sun and Sima Long were standing together. The two old men were chatting as if nothing happened. Sima Long occasionally shouted, looking very leisurely. There were four men standing beside them, two on each side, all holding sharp knives and on full alert.
Apparently he was responsible for protecting the two of them.
All of this was almost within my expectations. The only person I didn't expect and who shocked me was Liu Yiming. I saw Liu Yiming charging left and right, and every time he met someone, he took action with precision.
He grabbed the other person's throat, and then tore it with force, tearing a bloody hole in the other person's throat. The blood splashed all over his head and face, and then was washed away by the rain, like an evil ghost.
Generally, this process is repeated over and over again.
I never thought that Liu Yiming would have such good skills. In my impression, he was a prodigal who knew nothing but eating, drinking and having fun. But the scene in front of me made me realize that I was wrong, and I was wrong.
The problem is very serious. This Liu Yiming's skill may not be as good as Xiao Donghu's, but it is definitely not inferior to Young Master Sun.
What I didn't expect was the viciousness of his attacks, which left almost no trace of life. He was accurate and ruthless, poisonous and spicy, and there was almost no trace of mercy in his eyes. When he looked at the men in gray, he was like
Like a wolf looking at a group of fat sheep, in addition to being cruel, it is still cruel.
The group of men in gray have also realized that tonight they are in danger. Our ambush on a rainy night will be a nightmare for them, and they will most likely stay here forever.
At this moment, one of the slender men in gray suddenly shouted: "Go quickly! If you can walk, you're the only one!" A man next to him who had a very similar stature also shouted: "If you can survive, you're the only one."
This shout, high-pitched and loud, penetrated the layers of rain curtains, spread in the field, and of course passed into our tent. Zhang Baifa suddenly jumped up, rushed to my side desperately, and shouted at this scene