Gangsters versus gangsters, villains versus villains, the few people in the basement are obviously not good people. They hold cold daggers in their hands and look at each other with ferocious eyes...
Suddenly, a minion brought by Hu Biao and Zhao Yuandong started to move. The machete, which was more than half a meter long, slashed at the man with the Chinese character in front of him. The speed was very fast, causing a whistling wind.
The man with the Chinese character face had just been beaten up by a group and kicked hard. At this time, he was almost at the end of his strength. Facing such a domineering sword, he only had to grit his teeth and pick up the short knife in his hand to face it.
clang!
There was a crisp sound, and the lingering sound was still ringing in my ears. The two machetes of Mang Senhan collided head-on, causing a burst of sparks. Then at a speed visible to the naked eye, the knife in the little gangster's hand was directed towards Guo Zi.
The face man's shoulder was chopped off, with a soft pop and blood splattering, adding a fishy smell to the already poorly ventilated basement...
When the long-haired middle-aged man saw that his companion was injured, his first reaction was to help. However, as soon as he waved the knife in his hand and was about to slash at the young man with the Chinese character face, several other minions started moving at the same time.
stand up.
The number of people was already superior, and all of a sudden four machetes struck the long-haired middle-aged man at the same time. He was full of vigor and fearless of death at critical moments, but with the hard power here, there was no way he could compete with four machetes.
He tried to resist and swung his knife to block, but he blocked two of the knives with a clang, and the other two knives slashed at his shoulders and chest.
Puff, puff...
There were two more soft sounds, and the smell of blood in the air became thicker. The long-haired middle-aged man groaned in pain, and staggered backwards. The expression on his face was distorted by pain, and blood spread down his arms. He raised his head to
His companion looked over and saw that the man with the Chinese character face was already lying on the ground. His face was expressionless in a pool of blood. The light in his pupils gradually faded. His body twitched twice. He should be on the verge of death...
"ah!"
The long-haired middle-aged man roared, and at the end of his crossbow, he was in a desperate situation. This inspired all his fighting spirit. He waved the blood-stained machete and rushed towards the few minions on the opposite side. The reason why he was like this
Risking one's life does not mean how loyal one is to Huang Jian, but Huang Jian gave an order. If anything happens to Jiang Xiaohui, he and his buddies with the Chinese character face will both die!
Both sides are dead, so why not grit your teeth and fight like you are doing now, there is still some hope.
Ding, clang...
Blade versus blade, there is always a popular saying these days, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. At this time, this long-haired middle-aged man is almost determined to die. The five minions opposite have an absolute advantage in numbers.
,but
Facing this unafraid of death, they all felt timid. They casually blocked a few times and then stepped back. The long-haired middle-aged man caught him and slashed him with a knife.
It was cut along the chest...
The beating heart, the splashing blood, this scene made the remaining minions completely dumbfounded. They originally wanted to escape, but the blade had already chased after them. The four of them gritted their teeth secretly and waved the machete together.
Came up in response.
Puff, puff, puff...
The long-haired middle-aged man lay on the ground. He had been stabbed countless times, and his body was covered with blood. The eyes in his pupils gradually became blurry, and his face, which was ferocious from pain, became lifeless.
The middle-aged man had his long hair chopped off, and several of the minions were all splattered with blood. Several of them gasped, with a strong smell of blood in their noses. They looked at each other, and finally turned their greedy eyes
He looked at Jiang Xiaohui in the corner.
Jiang Xiaohui was blindfolded and gagged, unable to see but hear. At this time, the basement became quiet and filled with blood. She felt a few cold eyes looking at her, and suddenly felt an evil force.
approaching...
In the hall of the villa, Lin Kun and Huang Jian had already exchanged hands. Jin Changdong also jumped up, took out two finger tigers from his waist, put them in his fists, and attacked Lin Kun together with Huang Jian.
First, two knives appeared in Huang Jian's hand, one long and one short. The two knives were used in a decent manner, shaking off a large piece of knife flower to cover Lin Kun, not to mention this move.
How lethal it was, just this gorgeous energy was dazzling, and Li Chunying on the sofa was so stunned that she even forgot that this was a life and death duel.
Jin Changdong's moves are simple and violent. He is a master with a black belt in Taekwondo, and he combines Taekwondo with traditional Chinese martial arts. His moves look simpler, but are even more powerful.
The two of them cooperated very well for the first time. They went back and forth and forced Lin Kun to retreat continuously. He could only dodge without any ability to fight back.
He took seven or eight steps back in a row, and was about to reach the window. Lin Kun smiled faintly and said: "Not bad, you two, you still have a chance!" After saying that, he flicked his right hand, and the black-gold three-sided
The military thorn appeared in his hand, and struck down the Yuanyang knife in Huang Jian's hand.
The movement was decisive and done in one go. The golden sword gleamed brightly, and two sonorous sounds were heard immediately. Huang Jian raised the two knives in both hands and stepped back. At the same time, two subtle clicking sounds were heard. The two blades were snow-white.
The mandarin duck knife was broken in half and fell to the ground with a clang.
The expression on Huang Jian's face was horrified. He stood firm on his feet and looked at Lin Kun with an awe-inspiring look, especially the military thorn in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, he threw away the two Yuanyang knives and took them out from his waist.
A soft sword more than one meter long, the sword body shook in the air, and countless sword flowers flickered. This move also did not depend on the lethality. Just looking at this move is definitely dazzling.
On the other side, Jin Changdong saw Huang Jian being forced back, and waved his fists to shake the thorn in Lin Kun's hand. However, he heard the crisp sound of the dagger being chopped, and he immediately felt comfortable in his heart. His finger tiger was made of fine steel.
It's true, but it hasn't reached the point where it can be chopped continuously. If it is really broken, then my hand...
At the moment when Jin Changdong hesitated at his feet, Lin Kun saw the right opportunity and strode towards him with a big stride. The triangular spear in his hand made a feint. Jin Changdong was shocked and had no intention of attacking. He only wanted to retreat.
Lin Kun suddenly punched out, hitting Jin Changdong's chest...
Bang!
There was a dull sound, like a hammer hitting a meat bun, and Jin Changdong groaned in pain. His chest dented visibly, his throat felt salty, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of hot blood. One hundred and eighty
The tall man, who was more than ten years old, flew backwards with his feet off the ground, and fell onto the sofa behind him with a whoosh, hitting Li Chunying who was watching Huang Jian's sword acrobatics.
"ah!"
Li Chunying screamed and immediately jumped up from the sofa. Her first reaction was to hide away, and then she approached with a concerned look and asked: "Brother, are you okay?"
Jin Changdong wiped the corner of his mouth, couldn't help but cough up another mouthful of blood, glared at Lin Kun fiercely, and yelled: "Lin, either you will die today or I will live!" After that,