In the basement, An Shan gritted his teeth and held the knife, trying his best to endure the pain in his body.

The two of them have just passed a dozen moves, and An Wen has been stabbed with three wounds on his body, and this dog's stab is accurate and ruthless, and An Wen is about to scold his mother.

In comparison, An Stable's offense is very embarrassing, and it can even be said that he barely attacks, except for a knife swing when he rushed over at the beginning, and the rest of the time An Steady is all on the defensive.

An Wen knew that he was indeed not the opponent of this guy, all he was doing now was delaying time, as long as the gunpowder they arrived, this battle would be considered a win in another sense.

Luo Hong was trapped in chains, looking at the scene in front of him with some anxiety, he knew both An Wen and Wang Zhiwen's skills, let alone Anwen, even if he changed to someone else, I am afraid it would be difficult to defeat this guy.

After the two fought, An Wen's side was repeatedly frustrated, and there was almost no ability to resist, so he could only passively fall into the beating, which made Luo Hong quite anxious.

An stood in place with a scimitar in his hand, staring at Wang Zhiwen's body tightly.

"Whoosh-"

Wang Zhiwen grabbed the military thorn and rushed directly towards An Wen, who could only rush up again against the scalp.

However, not long after the two struggled, An Wen had already fallen into the disadvantage, and was completely unable to fight back by Wang Zhiwen.

"Bang-"

At the moment when An An steadily dodged the military stab, Wang Zhiwen grabbed a gap and kicked directly towards An Wen's abdomen, and kicked An Wen away with one kick.

After An Wen smashed on the ground, he didn't stand up immediately, of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to stand up, but he couldn't stand up.

This kick Wang Zhiwen was extremely heavy, and after kicking An Wen's abdomen, An Wen felt that the organs in his abdomen were all out of place, and his internal organs were churning very uncomfortable.

Taking advantage of the victory to chase is obviously not what An Wen likes to do, and after seeing that An Wen couldn't stand up, Wang Zhiwen immediately swooped over again and kicked directly at An Wen's head.

The human body is actually very fragile, which is why some people don't use knives in fights.

An Wen's abdomen seemed to be spasming at this time, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't stand up at all.

Seeing Wang Zhiwen rushing over, he struggled steadily to get up, but he still couldn't get up after all, and at the critical moment when the military thorn stabbed at An Wen, an iron chain suddenly pulled onto Wang Zhiwen's body.

"Smack-"

The iron chain crackled, and after the iron chain as thick as his arm was pumped into Wang Zhiwen's face, Wang Zhiwen's body was directly pumped away.

Luo Hong grabbed the iron chain that tied his body, and shouted at An Wen: "Safety, get up, wake up!"

An Wen slowly recovered his strength at this time, and climbed up from the ground by holding on to the wall.

"Master......"

An Wen shouted with difficulty, and the whole person was a little dazed.

As early as when he was discharged from the Lu family's private hospital, the doctor reminded him that if he suffered such a serious physical injury in the future, even if he could save his life in the end, he would most likely spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

The injury last time was not healed, and now that he was kicked by this kick, he felt that his whole head was wooden.

Wang Zhiwen was slammed into the body by Luo Hong with an iron chain, and he was obviously a little unbearable, after all, Luo Hong's strength was extremely domineering, and this whip was thrown directly on Wang Zhiwen's face, how could he not make him feel pain.

The fire in the basement was getting weaker and weaker, and he kept wailing in his heart with his scimitar in his hand, why hadn't they arrived yet.

"Damn. ”

Wang Zhiwen also knew that there was not much time left for him, so he gritted his teeth and hurriedly got up from the ground, holding the military thorn and rushing again.

This time, An Wen learned to be smart, and he didn't rush to fight this guy, anyway, he had already tried it just now, and he definitely couldn't beat it, so it was better to find some way to delay the time first.

An Wen slashed towards Wang Zhiwen's neck, after Wang Zhiwen blocked the scimitar with a military thorn, he immediately kicked towards An Wen, both of them were desperate, and no one refused to back down in the slightest.

"Uhhh

When this kick was on An Wen's body, An Wen rolled to the side, grabbed the burning coat on the ground, and threw it towards Wang Zhiwen's body.

At the same time, An Wen, holding the scimitar, also leaned over and rushed towards Wang Zhiwen.

The coat was almost burned out, and after being picked up with a scimitar by An Wen, it instantly split in the air and flew towards Wang Zhiwen's face.

However, Wang Zhiwen also saw through An Wen's plan, and immediately turned sideways to dodge, but what could not be avoided was that An Wen used a scimitar to cut a long hole in his abdomen during his dodge.

"Blood?" Wang Zhiwen stretched out his hand and pressed the opening on his abdomen, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Can you make me bleed?"

An stood aside with a scimitar in his hand, staring at Wang Zhiwen quietly with his eyes, he had already made desperate preparations and plans to break the boat.

"Damn!

Wang Zhiwen roared angrily, grabbed the military thorn and rushed towards Anwen.

This time, Wang Zhiwen launched a fierce attack on An Wen, almost not giving An Wen any respite, An Wen's reaction speed was much worse than those of them who had received professional training all day, plus physical injuries, so it didn't take long for him to fall directly into the disadvantage and suffered repeated setbacks.

"Shhhh

The military thorn was inserted into An Wen's body again, although the wound was not deep, but if it continued like this, An Wen's body still couldn't bear such an injury.

After dozens of moves, the two of them distanced themselves again, this time An Wen's whole body was covered with scars scraped by the barbs of the military thorns, and his clothes were all torn.

An Wen stretched out his hand to wipe the blood off his face, so as not to cover his vision, gritted his teeth and insisted, how could he end up in this place.

Absolutely!

"I'll see how you're going to kill me. Wang Zhiwen shook off the military thorn in his hand, looked at An Wen with a sneer, and said, "Don't you all say that you are the smartest, come on, let me see how smart you are." ”

An Wen grabbed the scimitar in his hand with his backhand, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

"Squeak—"

An stretched out his feet and trampled out all the burning clothes on the ground, and the room fell into darkness again, and no one could see anyone.

"Do you think I won't be able to find you like this?" Wang Zhiwen's sneer came from not far away, "It's ridiculous, doing this will only make you die faster!"