Seven people, and seven people left!

At this moment, all seven of them had appeared in Shang Yang's field of vision, and they all locked their eyes on him, each of them with a numbness like a cold night written on their faces.

"Slow down!"

"Slow down!"

Two of them shouted.

Just watch these people move in unison, all jump up, try their best to raise their feet high, and drop their buttocks on the snow, and just at the moment they fall, step on the ground with their heels, and get back up by inertia, so that the center of gravity will not be unstable, and at the same time, the speed will be reduced by half.

These people are getting closer and closer, getting closer.

"..."

A trace of despair flashed in Shang Yang's eyes, he was a half-crippled, Ding Xiaonian was already in a coma, as long as they came, he would be slaughtered.

Seeing that it was too late, he raised his hands, endured the severe pain on his body, moved Ding Xiaonian in front of him to the side, kicked twice with his foot, and let him slide down the hillside.

To be with yourself is to die.

If you go down, you may die... But you can distract a little enemy...

Seeing that Ding Xiaonian had already slid down, he hurriedly pounced on the person next to him, took out the bayonet from his pocket, grabbed it steadily, raised it, and stabbed this person twice in the stomach in a row.

He had just pulled out his knife, and several people had already rushed to his eyes.

"The boss said he couldn't die... Just pick the hamstring!"

One of them spoke indifferently, and several people formed a circle, a circle about two meters in diameter, and wrapped him in it.

Shang Yang slowly stood up against the tree and looked at them cautiously.

The men looked at each other.

"Up"

The words fell, and the circle of people pounced almost at the same time.

"Fuck you/shit..."

They didn't dare to kill themselves, but Shang Yang dared to kill them, brandishing a bayonet with blood stains on it in his hand, not aiming at any of them, but sweeping sideways quickly, forcing them not to come.

"Bang..."

The one behind saw the opportunity and kicked Shang Yang's side waist, his center of gravity was unstable, and his body staggered forward, that is, at this moment, the rest of the people seized the opportunity and quickly pounced.

They are too violent, they are not the thugs on the street who dare not go on when they see their lives, they know that they can't do it, Shang Yang seems to be a tiger all the time, but he can't stop the bite of the seven wolves, all of them are pressed on his body, and he wants to crush them.

"You/..."

Shang Yang's low roar spread throughout the mountains, his legs trembled continuously, trying his best not to let himself fall, and when he saw a person next to him, with the idea of killing two people to earn one, he waved his knife and passed continuously while he was not paying attention.

"Puff"

"Puff"

He didn't know where he was stabbed, but he could clearly feel the smell of blood irritating his nose, and the ground was stained red in the blink of an eye.

"Bang"

The one in the back saw the opportunity and raised his foot to kick Shang Yang's calf from behind.

"Huh"

Just look at his whole body sinking downward, and he can't stand up anymore.

The person in the back was very experienced, bent down, grabbed Shang Yang's ankle with both hands and dragged it back, wanting to take advantage of it.

Shang Yang felt that someone was dragging him, and he knew that once they succeeded, walking in this life would be a slope.

"Ahh

He clenched his teeth and tried to retract his legs, but he used too much force, and his mouth was already letting out a low roar, but he still couldn't take it back, knowing that they were ready to move, he took the initiative to lie on the ground and spin his body.

"Catch, catch!"

Two people grabbed Shang Yang's arms, two pressed against his body, one pressed his legs, and the other drew his knife.

"Huh"

The man drew his sword, the blade exuding a chilling chill, and he looked at Shang Yang's hamstring and prepared to stab it.

At this time.

A figure flew in the air and kicked quickly on the head of the person who was about to do it.

In fact, Li Long had already come over, but he knew that once he appeared, these people would draw their swords, and Shang Yang would definitely fight hard, they didn't want Shang Yang's life, but it was not impossible to stab in the chaos, so he kept waiting, waiting for the opportunity when they didn't pay attention, and rushed out quickly.

"Huh...?"

These people were stunned.

They also thought that the three people who went could drag Li Long back.

Shang Yang saw that the person who grabbed his arm was distracted, so he quickly pulled out his hand, picked up the bayonet that had been discarded, and brandished it and stabbed it at the person's body.

"Puff.. Puff..."

A stream of heat sprayed on Shang Yang's face, sticky, salty...

"Bang"

At the same time as Shang Yang made a move, Li Long also began to move, first solving one person with one kick, and seeing the other two standing up, they did not use the previous harassment, but faced each other hard.

At present, only one person is left to face Shang Yang.

The man quickly pulled out his bayonet.

It's just that Shang Yang, who already has the knife in hand, is one step faster.

Now there is no room for thinking, either you die or I die, a knife stabbed horizontally, pierced along the face, and slashed out from the other side of the face.

However, this person was fierce enough, and only a different look flashed in his eyes, and then he took advantage of his height to raise his bayonet and stab him straight at Shang Yang's chest.

"Hmm..."

A knife was stabbed in the chest, but it didn't move, and it stopped in place.

The man was stunned.

While he was stunned, Shang Yang's bayonet had already stabbed him in the abdomen.

Grabbing the man's wrist with one hand and wielding a knife with the other.

"Puff puff..."

The bayonet was extremely sharp, the first stabbed in, the second, the tip of the knife came out along the back ...

"Er..."

This person's eyes were dilated, his whole body faded, he no longer struggled, and his body lay on Shang Yangs body as soon as he was weak.

Shang Yang raised his hand to push him away, stood up, and saw that the two had been forced to retreat again and again by the crazy Li Long, and they were too busy to take care of themselves. Rushing from behind, fighting this kind of thing is not about emphasizing guilt, just if you can win, you can muster your strength, wave your fist, and smash it into the back of your head.

"Bang"

One punch to bring the man down.

The other person turned around in a panic, and at the moment of turning around, Li Long in front kicked him in the chest, Shang Yang grabbed it at the same time, and punched the door again...

"Bang"

This man also fell, and at the same time foreshadowed... It's quiet in the mountains!

"Hehe..." Shang Yang saw that there were a group of people around him, raised his hand to cover his chest pain, and laughed dryly.

He was wearing clothes, which were the same as those on Jiang Jun's body, they were all obtained from the outside, and the military supplies were durable, very durable.

"Whew..."

Li Long also breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, when he first contacted them, he thought that he would explain this today, after all, the strength was too strong, but he didn't expect Shang Yang's strategy of running down the mountain to death, it actually worked wonders, not only distracting their energy, but also solving a few of them with great effort, and the rest of the people did not pose a threat.

At this time.

"Don't move, don't move!"

Suddenly there was a voice from the bottom of the mountain.

The two looked back.

In the drainage ditch at the bottom of the mountain, two people slowly stood up, it was Li Long who didn't have time to put down, and ran towards the mountain, he strangled Ding Xiaonian's neck from behind with one hand, and stared at the neck with a knife with the other hand, staring at the two of them nervously...

He was terrified.

Very scary.

Your own squad should be invincible!

Don't talk about the two of them, even if they go abroad to the battlefield now, they can't be hired for 60,000 yuan a day, they should be able to fight a platoon or a company of the enemy, how could they be wiped out by the two of them alone?

He couldn't believe it, it felt like a dream.

"You let him go!"

Shang Yang saw that there were still people, and fixed Ding Xiaonian's neck with a knife, his expression suddenly changed, and he became extremely hideous, and his figure was covered with blood, which was even more infiltrating, he walked forward step by step, raised his hand and said: "You let him go, I will spare you from death..."

He strangled Ding Xiaonian and roared, "Don't move, don't move... I told you not to hear it!"

Shang Yang saw that he was very emotional, and immediately raised his hands.

Li Long thought about it, and stood still without moving.

"You let him go!"

Shang Yang spoke again.

The situation just now must be kicked down by Ding Xiaonian, otherwise he would have been stabbed to death with a knife.

In fact, before he came, he thought about whether to take Ding Xiaonian with him, because the danger was too great, once he escaped, he couldn't do it, but after thinking about it, if he didn't do it, his eloquence and ability to seize opportunities were not comparable to himself, that is, without him today, he wouldn't even have five minutes.

And there is no time, in the house to face so many people, I am afraid that it is really unlucky.

"Don't talk, I'll tell you not to talk!"

This person's mental state became more and more crazy, as if he was demonstrating, he raised the dagger fiercely and stabbed Ding Xiaonian in the leg.

"Poof..."

Ding Xiaonian had woken up, but he was still in a trance, and he became energetic the moment he was hurt.

"You're spicy next door..."

Shang Yang saw that Ding Xiaonian was stabbed, and scolded angrily, he didn't do anything when he came here, and all the pain was borne by Ding Xiaonian.

"Don't talk, don't talk!"

He didn't know what he was struggling with.

The task given is to abolish Shang Yang and kill those two people.

But the current situation is that it is obvious that you can't die, and you can't get killed, and you don't know where you should go or where you should retreat.

Shang Yang's breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes became more and more indifferent.

"Turn your heads, go up the mountain, turn your heads quickly..."

He threatened again.

Shang Yang and Li Long glanced at each other, both angry, but they didn't have the time to make a move.

"Puff"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and stabbed Ding Xiaonian in the leg again, and shouted, "Hurry up..."

But at the moment when he roared, Ding Xiaonian quickly raised his hands, grabbed his arm that he hadn't had time to withdraw, and roared, "Shang Yang..."

When the two heard this, they ran wildly down the mountain.

When he saw the two of them rushing over, his soul trembled, but there was nowhere to run, and when he saw that the hand holding the knife couldn't be pulled out, the hand that strangled Ding Xiaonian's neck was strangled fiercely, and he wanted to be strangled.

Ding Xiaonian felt the pressure and raised a hand to release the pressure on his neck.

The man felt the pressure on his hand holding the knife drop sharply, and he was about to stab Ding Xiaonian in the stomach.

But at this time, Shang Yang and Li Long had already rushed to the front...

"Bang... Bang..."

Each of them will take a break and get rid of the last one.

"..."Ding Xiaonian scolded and slowly squatted down.

His face was no longer white, but became as if he had been drained of blood, and his legs were trembling, and he was mechanically withdrawn, but he was still optimistic: "It's good that I'm not dead... Hey, hey, hey..."

He leaned against the wall of the gutter.

Shang Yang didn't say a word, just now he thought that he had been happy to put everyone down, but now even if he saved Ding Xiaonian, he didn't feel happy, but he felt wronged, very wronged...

He suddenly remembered a sentence: Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?