At the same time, the injured dancing demon went crazy and wanted to chase Qin Hao. The thief god immediately rushed forward like a desperate person, and the dagger in his hand waved out pieces of cold light, forcibly dragging the dance demon's footsteps.

The dancing demon looked at Qin Hao's back as he kept running away, and the anger in his heart exploded instantly!

It was just a small shallow wound on his stomach, and it didn't hurt his internal organs at all. He looked at the thief god angrily, and shouted with a gloomy expression: "Annoying fly, I want you to die!!"

With his words, the ten protectors under the Dancing Demon Killer Group rushed over directly, and immediately surrounded the thief god in the middle.

A fierce battle broke out in an instant.

The dancing demon hopes to solve the annoying guy in front of him with the ten protectors under his hands first, and then go after Qin Hao in person.

However, what he didn't expect was that the thief god was like crazy, and he actually carried the attack behind him, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and entangled the horns of the dancing demon, making him unable to move!

The dancing demon was furious again in an instant, and the three-edged thorn in his hand bloomed with a cold glow, and in the cold January light, it slashed directly across the arm of the thief god.

A streak of blood flew away, and a deep hole appeared on the thief's right arm. Because the wound was too deep, the blood-red muscles on both sides rolled outward, and the severe pain directly caused the cold sweat on the thief's forehead to fall.

He changed his hand, clenched the dagger again, and with his own body technique, narrowly avoided a few of the Dharma protectors who caught up, and rushed towards the dancing demon.

The dancing demon instantly jumped like thunder, he watched Qin Hao run farther and farther, and immediately dodged, and the three-edged thorn in his hand was about to stab directly into the heart of the thief god.

However, at this critical moment, Fang Zhenwu in the distance shot again, opening his knife. Immediately, bullets continued to shoot out from the muzzle of the gun like the scythe of death.

In a short time, the Dharma Protector under the Dancing Demon had killed or injured four or five people.

At this time, the thief god was already scarred, especially on his back, and the wounds on it were one after another, and the blood was like a stream, seeping out of his back and gathering under his feet.

Where he stood, the ground was soaked in a dark red.

Even if the thief god has tried his best, every time he has his hands, he has avoided the vital point. But these non-fatal wounds were superimposed, and he was like receiving Ling Chi's torture at this time, and he was holding on hard with his last breath.

The dancing demon was also thunderous at this time, he brandished the three-edged thorn, roared and rushed over, but this time, Fang Zhenwu's sniper rifle did not sound.

The thief god barely twisted around, dodging the position of the kidney, and then, he felt a cold stomach, and the three-edged thorn in the hand of the dancing demon had already pierced him!

"Ahem!ahem!!"

Blood flowed out of the thief's mouth like an unscrewed faucet. He was covered in wounds and his face was covered in blood, but only a pair of eyes were shining with a terrible cold glow in the cold moonlight!

"Don't ...... Don't want to go!!"

There was a sneer of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and then he grabbed the half-cut three-edged thorn left by the dancing demon outside his stomach, and with the other hand, he backhanded and stabbed the dagger directly into the dancing demon's stomach!

"Hey, hey, come, let's die together!!"

There was a look of madness in his eyes, and he looked like he was going to die with the dancing demon.

The dancing demon frowned, he suddenly let go of his hand, stepped back a lot, dodged the dagger, and then turned around, Qin Hao had already rushed under the walls of the hospital.

At this time, on the rooftop of a building.

Fang Zhenwu was suddenly attacked by a group of mysterious people. His sniper rifle was whirled in from a distance with a sharp axe, cutting off half of its barrel.

Several professional killers dressed in black and holding daggers were fighting fiercely with Fang Zhenwu.

Qin Hao can't manage so much anymore, today is a net, he can't be hypocritical, otherwise he will only sacrifice more. But his eyes were cold, his hands were clenched tightly, and his nails dug deep into his flesh, unable to hide the anger in his heart.

"If Xiao Wu and the thief god have any accidents, the dancing demons, the Xiao family, you ...... Don't even think about living. ”

Qin Hao thought through gritted teeth in his heart.

Soon, Qin Hao came to the bottom of the wall of the hospital, took a deep breath, ran a run, and then jumped up, climbed on top of the wall, and climbed up directly.

He squatted on the wall, an action that was usually as easy as eating and drinking, but now directly consumed almost all of his strength.

Before you know it, the moonlight overhead has been hidden behind the dark clouds. Qin Hao glanced back at the dim light of the only street lamp that was still on in the hospital not far away.

At this glance, I happened to see a three-edged thorn in the stomach of the thief god, crumbling in the middle of the siege of the protectors of a group of dancing demon killers.

"God Thief !!"

Qin Hao's fists clenched deeply in an instant, and his nails pierced directly into the flesh of his palm, and blood flowed out. However, this little pain is less than one-ten-thousandth of the pain in my heart.

And the thief god seemed to feel something, and also glanced back at Qin Hao, who had jumped onto the wall, smiled with relief on the corner of his mouth, and then stretched out his hand with difficulty and gave him a thumbs up.

This is the most common move used by their Nightmare brethren.

On the battlefield, this action represents too much meaning.

Qin Hao's nose was sour, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

However, at this time, there is no time to grieve, let alone grieve.

Because, every second of his time at this time was his robe brother, which was exchanged for him by the thief god and Fang Zhenwu with blood!

He will never let the blood of his brothers be shed in vain!

Qin Hao clenched his fists and hammered the wall hard, he was very angry! But also calm! He didn't hesitate again, he jumped directly into the wall, jumped off the wall, and escaped from the hospital.

Behind him, the thief god and the dancing demon fought together.

Life and death, perhaps at this moment, are no longer important to the thief god.

After Qin Hao got out of the hospital, he didn't dare to stay at all, and directly found a direction and ran forward. The weakness of his body and the grief in his heart couldn't help but sweep up, and he could only grit his teeth and run forward uncontrollably.

As long as you live, you can have hope.

Qin Hao's heart was only supported by this one belief at this time. He kept running, the hospital behind him was getting farther and farther away, the night was gradually coming to an end, and in the distant sky, a little bit of fish belly white began to appear in the east.

The sky was about to light up, and Qin Hao's heart was filled with infinite hope. He turned an alley, an urban village, a mess of self-built houses, a good place to hide.

When Qin Hao arrived here, he was about to find a place to hide, but a group of figures quickly poured out from the street in front of him.

Qin Hao's face suddenly became gloomy, he stopped, and when he looked back, a large group of elite masters in black suits also appeared behind him, guarding his retreat.

Qin Hao was blocked in a small alley.

The other party was obviously prepared and followed him all the way, and he didn't do it until now!!

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and there are yellow finches behind it!

Scold.

It's really murderous.

(End of chapter)