The glass was shattered by bullets and shattered into countless pieces when it fell to the ground. Sparks flew everywhere in the kitchen. Han Baihang hid behind the cupboard, picked up a pistol from a group, held it in his hand and kept taking deep breaths.
Listening to the gunfire that gradually subsided outside the window, Han Baihang suddenly stood up from behind the cupboard, took aim at the person outside, and accurately hit the killer with two shots.
After the gunshot, Han Baihang dragged his feet that were unable to move and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he walked out, his vision went dark, and a dagger with a cold light was slashed towards his head.
Han Baihang's knees weakened, and he used the iron bridge move, his upper body parallel to the ground, and let the dagger cut off a section of hair on his forehead.
Suddenly, the dagger suddenly turned around and stabbed Han Baihang in the eye. Han Baihang pressed his back against the floor, raised the gun in his hand, and shot the killer three times in the chest.
A stream of blood sprayed on his face. Han Baihang pushed away the body that was pressing on him, got up from the ground, and looked towards the dark living room. Two people surrounded Han Baihang, one from the left and the other from the right.
Han Baihang raised his gun and shot at one person. After two shots, he threw away the gun in his hand. Seeing that Han Baihang had no bullets, the two stopped hiding and quickly surrounded Han Baihang.
There was a flash of white light in the dark night, and Han Baihang twisted his body to avoid the slashing dagger. He clenched his fist and smashed it towards the abdomen of the killer on his left.
Just as the punch was halfway through, a sharp watermelon knife slashed Han Baihang's wrist. Han Baihang was so frightened that he quickly retracted his fist and jumped back to avoid the dagger that was slashing at him.
Normally, Han Baihang would have been able to avoid it, but as soon as he moved, he felt a burst of pain in his right foot, and he half-knelt down.
Seeing that the dagger was about to hit his head, Han Baihang leaned forward and his head avoided the killer's dagger.
The killer used too much force and hit Han Baihang's shoulder with his wrist. It hurt for a moment and he almost couldn't hold the dagger in his hand. When he was about to take his hand back, Han Baihang pushed hard with his left foot and pushed his head towards his chest.
The killer didn't react for a moment and was knocked to the ground by Han Baihang. Han Baihang also took advantage of the situation and pressed on top of the killer.
Before he could make a move, Han Baihang felt a chill on his vest and hurriedly rolled to the side. A cold long knife stabbed straight into his companion's stomach.
The killer held the long knife in his hand and was slightly stunned. Just as he came to his senses, he suddenly felt a chill in his vest and a dagger penetrated his back.
Han Baihang looked at the two corpses on the ground and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly there was a strong force behind him. He involuntarily jumped forward and knocked over a pile of furniture.
"Captain Han's skills are indeed extraordinary."
A dark and thin man stood in front of the window with his back to the light, gently patting the dust that was not on his body.
Han Baihang lay on the ground, feeling a burning pain in his back. He gritted his teeth and endured the tightness in his chest and asked, "Did Commander Yu send you here?"
The man chuckled and said: "Collect people's money and help them eliminate disasters. Anyway, you will be dead soon, why do you need to know so much. Let's get on the road!"
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the man's legs struck Han Baihang's head like lightning. Han Baihang wanted to dodge, but as soon as he moved his chest, he felt a burst of tightness and almost fainted.
A long leg carried the sound of strong wind, which sounded like it was tearing apart mountains and rocks. Han Baihang sighed and closed his eyes, and suddenly he felt a cool breeze on his skin.
Opening his eyes, Han Baihang saw a thick arm, with a force as strong as the wind blowing through willows. He gently pushed the man's leg outward, and the long leg like a poisonous whip flew to the side, splitting a piece of solid wood.
Made table.
"Didn't you hear the gunfire? Why did you come down so late?" Han Baihang said rather reproachfully.
Li Si replied: "Someone disturbed Zhao San's sleep, I will deal with it first."
The man retracted his legs, looked at the strong man in front of him in surprise, and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Who are you? No one can escape from Zhang Lei."
Li Si thought deeply: "Is the Zhang Lei you are talking about the bearded man? His palm skills are quite powerful."
The man snorted coldly: "Even if you can kill Zhang Lei, you can't beat me with my legs!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man took two steps on the ground, quickly walked in front of Li Si, twisted his waist, and kicked Li Si's waist with his toes.
Li Si stepped on the ground and stepped back half a body. The man's toes brushed the clothes around his waist.
At the same time, Li Si stretched out a hand, put it on the man's ankle, wrapped it around his ankle, and shook his arm slightly.
There was only a crisp sound, and the man flew backwards like a kite with a short string, and stopped when he hit the wall.
The man slid down from the wall, looked at Li Si in horror and asked, "Who are you, Yang Luchan!"
Li Si scratched his head and said, "I don't know who you are talking about!"
Han Baihang was extremely anxious on the side and urged: "He is here to kill us, go and kill him quickly!"
Li Si turned his head and said with a distressed look on his face: "Zhao San said, you can't kill people casually."
The moment he turned his head, the man jumped up from the ground like a flying eagle, and his two feet were like eagle's claws and headed towards Li Si's head.
"Be careful!" Han Baihang couldn't help but exclaimed.
Li Si slowly turned around, and the pair of fatal feet were already in front of him, with a sinister smile on the corner of the man's mouth.
At the critical moment, Li Si sat down on his horse, shouted angrily, and used his fragile head to receive the man's kick.
There was a dull sound, and Li Si stood motionless, with not a single red spot on his forehead. But the man who attacked him secretly, his usually indestructible feet seemed to have been kicked on a steel plate, and his toes were almost broken off.
Suddenly falling from the air, the man suddenly swept his legs towards Li Si's feet. Li Si touched the ground with his toes, drawing an empty semicircle on the ground, and leaned against the man's kicking leg with the outside of his thigh.
Then he wrapped his calf around the man's leg and exerted a slight force, only to hear the sound of bone breaking.
A section of white bone was exposed at the knee, and the man kept wailing while holding his broken leg.
Li Si looked at his defeated opponent and said with a silly smile: "This way we don't have to kill him."
Han Baihang stared blankly at the killer whose legs were broken, and then glanced at Li Si with a silly smile on his face, not knowing what to say.
He had always thought that his martial arts skills were on par with Li Si's. After this battle, he realized that he had overestimated himself.
The sound of gunshots and fierce fighting had already attracted the attention of the people around, but they did not dare to come in to check.
It was only now that the patrols came slowly. Han Baihang hurriedly said to Li Si: "Go and call Zhao San, we have to leave here immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao San slowly walked down the stairs and said calmly: "No, we don't need to go anywhere."
