In front of the central hospital, Yang Dong sat on the flower bed, and when he saw the plate axe sweeping towards his face, he didn't have time to think at all, but leaned back completely instinctively, directly pressed the branches in the flower bed, and lay on the ground, and then he didn't care about the stinging pain in his back, and quickly rolled to the side.

"Bell!"

At the moment when Yang Dong dodged, another plate axe descended, just slashing at the position where he was just sitting, and after the blade came into contact with the marble surface of the flower bed, a string of sparks splashed out, leaving a deep dent.

"Fluttering!"

Yang Dong hurriedly dodged the other party's two attacks, and then suddenly jumped up from the flower bed, and angrily punched the nearest person.

"Bang!"

This person was smothered in front of the door by Yang Dong's fist, staggered back two steps, and then his nose began to bleed, instantly dyeing the mask on his face red, but he didn't take it seriously at all, and surrounded Yang Dong again.

Yang Dong took two steps back, and after the distance from the opponent, he glanced at the situation in front of him, at this moment, in front of him, there were three people standing, two of them were carrying board axes for chopping wood, and the other person was holding a narrow gardening hand saw, once the human skin was opened by this saw blade, then the wound would be torn into an irregular shape in an instant, just like the wound stabbed by the three-edge scraper, basically unable to be stitched, looking at the tools in the hands of the guy, Yang Dong suddenly understood, these people are definitely not ordinary stubble.

"Dude, you didn't have a word of dialogue, you came up and killed you, did you recognize the right person?" Yang Dong was already surrounded by three people in the corner at the moment, and there was no guy on him, so he could only try his best to mediate, planning to delay time and wait for Luohan to come out.

"Since I you, I must have a spectrum in my heart, don't toss, I will tear off one of your legs, and if something happens to you on the edge of the hospital, you still have a chance to rescue." The middle-aged man with a bloody nose carried an axe and stepped forward slowly and steadily.

"Then if I toss, what do you want?" Yang Dong asked while thinking about countermeasures when he saw the three people surrounding him.

"Then don't go to the operating room, go straight to the morgue, fuck you!" The man who was holding the handsaw, after scolding, slashed at Yang Dong's neck with a saw blade.

Seeing the opponent's middle-aged movements, Yang Dong's body leaned slightly to the left front, and after dodging this blow, his long-accumulating right fist suddenly swung out and swung it at the other person.

"Bang!"

Yang Dong smashed the door in the face of another person with a fist, and after grabbing a vacancy, he ran away, he had already found out that with his two blows, he wanted to entangle with these three knifemen with killing weapons, and then drag Luohan downstairs, it must be a little difficult, so he thought about running to the backyard of the hospital to get the gun buried under the coal pile.

"Fuck your mother, since we can come, maybe you can run away so easily!" The middle-aged man holding the hacksaw scolded and scolded Yang Dong again.

"Poof!"

As the saw blade slashed at Yang Dong's body, it instantly left a bloody and blurred knife edge on his right back shoulder, and Yang Dong didn't dare to stop at all, like a big wolf dog tired of running for his life, and continued to run fiercely.

"All of them!"

Seeing this, the three knifemen followed without hesitation in the tactical boots they bought at the labor insurance store.

The conflict between Yang Dong and these knife hands happened in full view of everyone at the entrance of the hospital, so when Yang Dong fled, the security guards in the hospital hall also ran out, and saw three masked men holding murder weapons, completely instinctively pulled out the rubber baton on their waists, and stretched out their fingers: "What are you going to do?"

"Whoosh!"

A running knife hand saw the security guard who suddenly blocked in front of him, he didn't squeak at all, and directly slashed out with an axe, and the security guard saw the oncoming axe and raised his baton to block it.

"Poof!"

After an axe, the rubber baton in the security guard's hand was suddenly cut open, revealing the steel pipe inside.

"Poof!"

After another knife man mended the axe, the security guard let out a wail and collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Fuck you!"

After the security guard fell to the ground, the knife hand took advantage of the situation to prepare to replenish the knife.

"Regardless of him, chase the target!" The strong man with a blood-stained mask threw down a sentence, looked at Yang Dong, who had already run more than ten meters, carried the axe in his hand, and took the lead in chasing out with a very neat movement.

A few knife men here just chased Yang Dong, and Luohan, who had gone downstairs after picking up things upstairs, first glanced at the flower bed that was already empty, with only a trace of an axe chisel, and then looked at the security guard who was holding his collarbone and lying on the ground and couldn't stop wailing.

Thirty seconds later, Yang Dong had already bypassed the corner of the main building of the hospital, and the entire backyard was exposed to his sight, but after seeing the direction of the canteen, Yang Dong suddenly felt desperate, the place where he buried the gun in the morning was located in a small coal pile next to the canteen and the boiler room, but at night, there was obviously another cart of coal, and at this moment, the coal pile had expanded several times, and the canvas bag with the gun had long been buried.

"Whew!"

The three middle-aged swordsmen behind saw Yang Dong stop, and they also stopped to catch their breath, and then held the murder weapon and pounced again.

"!"

Yang Dong looked at the three knife hands who were in hot pursuit, gritted his teeth slightly, and then bent down and picked up a green brick on a small brick stack in the corner of the wall.

"Whoosh!"

At the moment when Yang Dong bent down, the other party's sharp axe had already slashed down at him again, and Yang Dong, who could not avoid it, could only reach out to block it.

"Dang!"

After a blow, Yang Dong was very lucky to block the blade of the axe with the green brick in his hand, but as the green brick broke, Yang Dong's tiger mouth holding the brick also tore open a wound.

"Fuck your mother, I won't let you see what color your brain is, you really use yourself as Li Kui, right!" After Yang Dong couldn't avoid it, he no longer dodged, and suddenly took a step forward, holding half a brick in his hand, and smashed it on the head of the person in front of him.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged knife hand was hit by a blow, and he had to fight back with an axe, but Yang Dong didn't give him a chance to resist at all, grabbed his shirt with one hand, and the remnants of the bricks in his hand flew up and down, and in just two seconds, he smashed three or four times on his head, and as soon as he let go, this knife hand fell to the ground, as if he was smashed and stunned.

Yang Dong put down a person here, and before he could even out of breath, another knife hand with an axe raised his hand and slashed at his neck, seeing the other party's movements, Yang Dong grabbed the blood-stained green bricks, and suddenly took two steps back, and distanced himself from the other party。

Although the three swordsmen on the opposite side have not received professional training, but in terms of fighting, they have also accumulated many years of actual combat experience, in the case of their own fall, they didn't care about their accomplices at all, and rushed up to Yang Dong again, seeing the fierce actions of the two, Yang Dong, whose physical strength had gradually overdrawn, felt a faint despair in his heart, and at the same time planned to rely on the half of the brick in his hand to have a final life-and-death battle with the other party.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Just when Yang Dong was about to fight to the death, Luo Han had already rushed to the side of several people in the rear, and after seeing Luo Han's figure, Yang Dong took two steps back again with a brick, and his heart was relaxed.

"Fuck you!"

The knifeman holding the hacksaw heard the footsteps behind him, and before the person could fully turn around, the saw tooth in his hand had already slashed down in the direction of the arhat, and the arhat did not avoid it, and directly raised his left hand and met the sawtooth.

"Bang!"

After the knife hand held the hacksaw and cut it in Luohan's hand, there was no familiar touch, and when he looked closely, Luohan's coat had been torn, and the missing strip of cloth was wrapped firmly in his palm, Luohan's protective measures, in the face of sharp weapons such as machetes, played a very small protective role, but in the face of the hacksaw with saws in this person's hand, the protection was significantly improved, and after increasing the buffering force, he firmly held the opponent's hacksaw in his hand.

"Brush!"

After the strong man on the opposite side felt that his weapon was grasped, he suddenly withdrew his hand, trying to cut a wound on Luohan's body, but after exerting his strength, the hacksaw in his hand did not move at all, but was pulled by Luohan hard, pulling himself to his side, and when he looked up, he already saw a huge fist, which went straight to him.

"Bang!"

After Luo Han grabbed the middle-aged weapon of the opponent with his left hand, his right fist swung out suddenly, and before the other party could react, his fist was already suffocated on the person's Adam's apple, and then took advantage of the fact that the person's body leaned forward, and another punch was taken into his side ribs.

"Goo-dong!"

The knife hand was hit by Luohan's combination punch, and smashed to the ground as if weightless, clutching his neck and rolling in pain, but he couldn't make any sound.

At this time, Luohan, from the army, less than two years away, plus usually maintain the habit of exercise, although the intensity of the exercise has come down, but relying on the natural advantage of their own strong quality, coupled with the foundation laid in the army, so the skills are still quite good, he punches extremely fast, and the action is clean and neat, one person to deal with two or three of these labor prisoners present, there must be no problem at all, such as tonight's fight, in fact, the two groups of people fight is a courage and physical fitness, against the three knife hands, compared with ordinary bastards, it is tantamount to standing out from the crowd, but with the natural people tall and bigAfter all, there is still a gap between the Arhats who have rich fighting skills, and the Arhats who have been systematically trained are more aware than these street hooligan-born knife hands, and in actual combat combat, the pain points and weaknesses of the human body are distributed, and they also have very rich combat experience.

In less than five seconds after arhat arrived, he had already solved one person, and the remaining person saw this, also carried the axe, turned around and ran to Arhat to chop over, saw the oncoming sharp axe, Arhat moved half a step to the right, stretched out his left arm to hit the opponent's wrist holding the axe, and then used the position of his left wrist to slam the opponent's right cheek, followed by a foot on the opponent's instep, and then the right hand clenched into a fist, the middle knuckle protruded outward, and the person in front of him retreated at the same time, and made up three punches in a row on the cheekbone in front of his ear。

"Bang!"

At the same time, Yang Dong also took two steps forward, and the brick in his hand was slammed down, and the knife hand was overturned with one blow.

"Whew!"

After a few seconds, Yang Dong was sure that the three knife men could no longer get up, threw the bricks, and began to gasp violently.

"Dongzi, are you okay?" In the short brawl just now, Luo Han didn't consume much physical strength, and asked Yang Dong with a blushing face and panting.

"It's okay!" At this moment, as the brawl ended, the wound on Yang Dong's back shoulder was stained with sweat, and the stinging pain was unbearable, plus he was still panting because of the deterioration of his body functions due to taking medicine recently.

"Buzz!"

At the same moment, the two police cars flashed their police lights, and they drove towards this side at a very fast speed, Yang Dong looked up, and just saw a monitoring probe hanging on a corner not far away, and suddenly felt a little lucky, if it wasn't for a new cart of coal in the boiler room, then the picture of shooting himself would definitely be frozen.