Zhou Yang constantly shuttled between major bars, but no one knew Tian Fuxiong's address. What's more, some people didn't know Tian Fuxiong at all.
Time passed little by little, and soon it was late at night.
At this time, Rambo had brought more than a dozen of Long Bin's former subordinates to Nanhu District. The dozen people were divided into two Jinbei cars and were parked outside a villa area.
Rambo was sitting in the front, his eyes fixed on the big iron gate of the villa area in front. Not long after, the big iron gate suddenly opened slowly, and a dazzling car light shone out from the villa area.
"Tell the brothers at the back that after we stop Tian Fuxiong's car, ask them to get down immediately and take action quickly!" Rambo opened his eyes wide and confirmed that the car that came out was Tian Fuxiong's car.
He immediately issued an order behind him.
Less than thirty seconds after the order was issued, the two Jinbei cars started at the same time and headed straight for the car in front.
In the Mercedes-Benz car that was driving on the road, Tian Fuxiong, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced behind him. A ball of light suddenly burst out in his deep eyes, and he said to the two men with cold expressions beside him: "Later.
Show no mercy, kill everyone you can!"
The two young and stern men said nothing and nodded. At the same time, they glanced at the Jinbei car less than two hundred meters behind, and took out a curved sharp weapon like a sickle from their arms.
"Squeak!" The driver of the Mercedes-Benz suddenly turned the steering wheel, braked suddenly, and stopped the car on the side of the road. The Jinbei car that had just suddenly overtaken him in front of him had already forced him to move forward.
Tian Fuxiong looked at the Jinbei car door in front of him opening and the figure jumping out of it, and smiled faintly: "Let's do it!"
After finishing speaking, the two men beside him and the driver in front quickly opened the door and walked out.
When Lambo got out of the car, the brothers in the Jinbei car behind also got out, and more than ten men, one after the other, quickly approached the Mercedes-Benz.
Rambo, who was walking at the front, saw the three men getting off the Mercedes-Benz. He suddenly had a bad feeling. Why did the three men in front also exude such strong murderous aura?
As a killer who once made a living by killing people, he can clearly feel the murderous aura in a person, because Rambo is the most sensitive to this aura.
As the distance got closer and closer, Rambo pulled out a short knife more than a foot long from his waist, which shone with a cold light under the dim street lights.
"Kill!" With a low roar, Rambo waved his hand and led the brothers behind him, speeding forward and rushing forward.
Ten meters...five meters...three meters, seeing that the other person still didn't make any move, Rambo sneered, waved the short knife in his hand, and cut straight towards the man closest to him.
Rambo's speed is so fast. When he first entered the profession of killer, he already knew that in order to end a person's life as quickly as possible, he had to use the blade in his hand as fast as possible.
Fast, ruthless, and accurate are Rambo's standards that he has always surpassed. If an ordinary person stood in front of him, Rambo's short knife would slice through the person's neck in less than three seconds at most. And
The ordinary-looking man in front of him did not move despite Rambo's sharp blade.
Seeing that Rambo's blade was about to cut off the man's abdomen, at this moment, the man suddenly roared, and the curved sickle in his hand, like a ghost, silently touched Rambo's short knife.
There was a crisp sound, and Rambo felt the pain in his jaw. When he looked down, he saw that the weapon that he had maintained for many years without any loss had actually been hit by this collision, leaving a gap as big as his little finger.
Rambo was shocked and thought to himself: No, it looks like he met a master today. There are indeed not many people who can make Rambo a master, at least in the world he knows, there are very few!
Seeing Rambo's surprised look, the man in front of him suddenly grinned, and a chill suddenly filled his face. He felt that the air around him suddenly dropped several degrees. But at this moment, a painful scream came over.
Rambo turned around and saw that one of his brothers had his stomach cut open with a sharp sickle, and his internal organs were spilled out. Less than a minute after this brother fell, another brother also fell down. On the ground, at first glance, everything was lifeless.
"Who are you?" Rambo turned his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
The young man opposite smiled softly: "In our eyes, you and these idiots behind you are worthless ants. Do you understand?"
"Are you ancient warriors?" Rambo suddenly said. When he guessed the identities of these people, his body started to move again, and he rose up from the ground. The short knife directly struck the head of the man opposite.
Seeing Rambo attack again, the young man snorted, shook his right hand, and turned into a fist. He volleyed towards Rambo.
Rambo in the air felt an invisible force breaking the ribs in his chest. Within a second, he found it difficult to breathe. He probably suffered severe damage to his lungs!
But even so, Rambo's dagger still didn't slow down, and he roared and slashed down.
The man opposite raised his hands above his head to block the weapon in his hand. Rambo only felt his blade hit a boulder. Even with all his strength, he could no longer move an inch.
"Ah!" Rambo yelled helplessly, resisting the severe pain in his chest, turned around, stepped to the side of the man with his right foot, and punched him.
The man didn't resist at all and punched Rambo forcefully.
The result was that Rambo's right arm was broken on the spot, and he took four or five steps back before falling to the ground. At this time, no one of the dozen or so boys behind Rambo was standing, they were all lying down. On the ground.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, and two other stern men were walking towards Rambo step by step. The sickles in their hands were covered with bright red blood, and they looked so terrifying.
Rambo has no fighting power. Facing the powerful ancient warriors, he, a supreme expert in the eyes of ordinary people, has nothing to do.
Looking at the three people surrounding him, Rambo smiled bitterly. He was not afraid of death, but he regretted not listening to Zhou Yang and not being so impulsive.
If you want to die, at least you must die vigorously. But it's all over. Seeing the cold sickle getting closer and closer to him, Rambo slowly closed his eyes.
The man opposite walked up to Rambo, raised his right hand, and quickly cut Rambo's neck with the sickle.
At this moment, Rambo suddenly opened his eyes and kicked the man's crotch with his right leg like lightning.
The man did not expect that Rambo would suddenly explode at this time. However, he reacted quickly and got up to avoid it immediately, but was also kicked by Rambo.
The pain coming from his crotch made the man furious, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense. With a low groan, a strong momentum brought a sickle, and fell straight towards Rambo.
Seeing that the blow was successful, Rambo laughed loudly and stared straight at the fallen scythe, his eyes filled with pride. Since he was going to die, he had to die happily!
"Stop!" An angry shout was like a thunderclap, causing the ground to startle.
Zhou Yang's body rushed towards the man next to Rambo with a blast of wind.
"Bang!" The man was hit by Zhou Yang's punch, and his body flew backwards. He vomited blood in the air and was already lifeless.
At this time, the other two men next to him suddenly reacted, waving their sickles in their hands, and strode towards the strange Zhou Yang. Tian Fuxiong in the car saw all this, with surprise flashing on his face.
When Zhou Yang saw the blood on Rambo's mouth, he did not dare to be careless and directly activated the powers in his body to control the entire space.
All the sounds suddenly stopped, and two men holding sickles waved their sharp weapons and stopped in mid-air. Zhou Yang stood up, pulled out the Qingming Sword, raised the sword with his hand, and cut the throats of the two men with one strike.
At this time, the Mercedes-Benz in the distance banged, and the door on the right burst out. Tian Fuxiong's figure was already standing outside the door. He looked towards Zhou Yang in surprise. In addition to the deep surprise in his eyes, there was also
Endless killing intent.
Because the distance between Tian Fuxiong and Tian Fuxiong was at least fifty meters, Zhou Yang could not control such a long distance. Coupled with the momentum erupting from Tian Fuxiong, Zhou Yang quickly picked up Rambo and turned around to meet Tian Fuxiong who was running towards him.
Fuxiong looked at each other, turned around and left.
When Tian Fuxiong came to the body of his men, Zhou Yang's figure had long disappeared. He stared at the direction where Zhou Yang disappeared for a while, and then walked towards the Mercedes-Benz without looking back.
Zhou Yang carried Lan Bo straight to the Liu Family Courtyard. At this time, apart from the servants and housekeepers, there was only one person in the Liu Family Courtyard who had not gone to the farmhouse, and that was Tian Yishui, who was an expert in medicine.
After placing Rambo on the bed in his room, Zhou Yang dragged Tian Yishui out of his sleep and pulled him to Rambo's bedside.
Tian Yishui originally had a scolding look on his face, expressing his dissatisfaction with Zhou Yang's impolite behavior, but when he saw the unconscious Rambo, Tian Yishui immediately calmed down.
He rolled up his sleeves, felt for Rambo's pulse for a while, then took off Rambo's coat and saw the blue fist mark on his chest.
"Boy, this man's injuries are serious. His ribs are broken and his lungs have been stabbed. If he had come half an hour later, even the Bodhisattva wouldn't be able to save him!" Tian Yishui said as he turned around and walked into his own room.
When he came back, he had a white jade-colored porcelain bottle in his hand. Tian Yishui shook out two black pills from it, brought a bowl of warm water, and put the pills into Rambo's mouth.
"This is to stop the bleeding. Send him to the hospital quickly. He must be operated immediately to remove the broken ribs, otherwise he will not survive the night!" Tian Yishui said and glanced at Zhou Yang with a somewhat complicated expression.
Zhou Yang nodded and said solemnly: "Old man, thank you this time. When my brother is well, I will take him to thank you again!"
When Zhou Yang sent Rambo to the hospital, Tian Fuxiong had just returned home. He immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed Li Qilei's number.
After waiting for a long time, Li Qilei's half-asleep voice came from the phone: "Boss Tian, you are calling so late, are you okay?"
"Mr. Li, I think we can work together on something!" Tian Fuxiong sat on the sofa, with murderous intent in his eyes.