Chapter Twenty-Eight: Whoever Hurts My Brother, I Will Kill Him!

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There is an interception in front, and there are pursuers in the rear.

Zhang Yu and Xiaodao stood beside the Mercedes-Benz and looked coldly at the black-clothed men who came up around them.

"Tianmen Yu Shao?" asked a man with two scars on his face among the black-clothed men.

Zhang Yu did not hesitate, and said arrogantly: "That's right, it's your grandfather Zhang." ā€

The scar man didn't get angry, but smiled: "There are rumors that Tianmen Yu is arrogant and rebellious, and it really deserves his reputation." ā€

"Grass, don't this whole scene! Zhang Yu said unceremoniously.

Zhang Yu knew very well in his heart that the other party was chasing after him, and he would definitely not come to praise him. Since it's an enemy, do you still need to be polite?

The scar man pointed at Zhang Yu: "Boy, you are very kind! I hope you will not kneel down and beg me for a while." ā€

Zhang Yu clenched his fists and made a crackling sound: "Knife, do it!" No nonsense, his feet were violently forced, and his body rushed out.

The knife screamed, and followed closely behind with an axe, his face full of hideousness.

There were more than a dozen black-clothed men around, all with swords in their hands, and they approached Zhang Yu and the two of them with a steady pace.

The two sides, with a huge disparity in strength, launched a fierce collision in an instant.

Zhang Yu raised his fist and slammed it into the enemy's head. At the same time, with a strong foot, the body jumps into the air, and the right foot kicks out like lightning, hitting the enemy's wrist.

There was a crisp "pop", and the saber fell to the ground. Zhang Yu did not hesitate, rolled over the ground, and picked up the horse chopping knife.

At this moment, the scar man slashed at Zhang Yu's back with a knife mixed with strong wind.

"Suck~" A sharp pain came from his back, Zhang Yu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the knife in his right hand slashed behind him with his backhand.

With a 'dang' sound, the two knives crashed out of the spark under the night sky, and Zhang Yu quickly stood up from the ground.

The knife not far away, a mountain-opening axe, seven or eight people can't get close. "Brother Yu, how are you?" said the knife with an anxious face.

"I'm fine. Zhang Yu carried the knife and said loudly.

The scar man shook the blood beads on the knife: "Zhang Yu, tonight is the day when your Heavenly Gate will perish! Brothers, hack these two bastards to death." ā€

Zhang Yu's heart moved, and the Heavenly Gate perished, and his eyes turned red, and the blade pointed directly at the scar man: "What did you mean by what you just said?"

The scar man replied to Zhang Yu with a knife and slashed his head at him.

Zhang Yu was furious: "Look for death!" The knife in his hand sidestepped the scar man's knife, raised his right foot, and kicked towards the scar man.

The scene was chaotic, with screams and muffled sounds of knives entering the human body from time to time.

"Phew. The knife spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and gasped for air. On his chest, there was a knife wound of more than ten centimeters, the flesh turned out, and the blood soaked half of his body.

"Knife, be careful!" Zhang Yu's hurried cry sounded, and the knife subconsciously raised the axe and blocked the top of his head.

With a "snap", the knife held the tiger's mouth of the axe, and it was slightly numb. "I'm cĒŽo your grandmother!" The knife's eyes swept over the three knives chopped on the axe, and he was also scared into a cold sweat, and then roared angrily, and the axe slashed out horizontally.

Zhang Yu's feet were a little heavy, and the horse chopping knife in his hand had already been curled. At his feet, there were four big men in black, dead and wounded.

"Knife, resist!" Zhang Yu shouted, blocked the scar man's knife, and pulled out his leg and rushed towards the knife.

Xiao Dao smiled bitterly in his heart, he had only been driving a Mercedes for a day, and he was going to die? I am really a blessed man! There was a hot pain in his back, and he guessed that this should be the seventh knife.

"How are you?" Zhang Yu rushed over with blood all over his body, standing back to back behind the knife.

Xiaodao shook his head and took a breath: "Brother Yu, I'm afraid I won't be able to last long." ā€

"Damn, we can't go on like this, or we'll both have to leave it here. Knife, I'll block them, you run quickly. Zhang Yu held the knife hard and said in a low voice.

When Xiaodao heard this, his heart ached: "No, I'm not leaving, Brother Yu!"

"Knife, listen to me, they were originally coming at me. I guess that the gate of heaven has changed. You go to the villa, find Brother Feng, and let him avenge me. When Zhang Yu said this, he stabbed the horse chopping knife in his hand into the stomach of a big man in black.

"Brother Yu......" Xiaodao shook his head vigorously: "Brothers live and die together!"

"Live and die together? You're not fucking qualified. There are only three people who can accompany Lao Tzu to live and die together!Get out, hurry up!Hmm~" Zhang Yu let out a muffled snort and was stabbed in the arm.

The knife felt uncomfortable and wiped his face hard. He knew who the three people Yu Shao was talking about, and he knew even more that Yu Shao was planning to fight to the death.

"Let's go!!" Suddenly, Zhang Yu shouted angrily and rushed towards the scar man. The horse chopping knife, soaring with blood flowers, scattered with a cold ghostly light, slashed out.

"Ahh "I'm not leaving!!" After shouting these words, he suddenly felt a lot happier in his heart.

If it was usual, Zhang Yu would definitely have to slap him twice. Damn, why are you staying, looking for death? But at this moment, his blood boiled because he heard this.

Zhang Yu glanced at Xiaodao deeply, as if he wanted to imprint this face into his mind and bring it into another world. "Okay, today we brothers, live and die together!"

"None of you need to die. With this voice, a black shadow rushed in like lightning, blocking the chopping knife for Zhang Yu and protecting him behind him.

At the same time, the horse chopping knife in Zhang Yu's hand fell into the hands of the comer, and it slashed out horizontally, and a miserable scream sounded.

"Brother Feng!!" Zhang Yu and Xiaodao exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Feng's face was full of coldness, and he nodded slowly: "Brothers, I'm late." ā€

"Damn, it's not too late, haha, it's just the right time. Zhang Yu exclaimed with some excitement. After saying this, he turned his head to look around, and the next second, he was stunned: "Ah Tian, they didn't come?"

Xiao Feng kicked the scarred man away, took a few steps back with the knife, and came to Zhang Yu's side: "I came by myself." ā€

"I'm cāo, yourself, you're looking for death! Hurry, run quickly!" Zhang Yu's face changed dramatically and exclaimed. That's not all, he pushed Xiao Feng violently and picked up the horse chopping knife: "I'll block it for a while." ā€

The surprise on the knife's face also turned into a wry smile, originally thought that a large army had come to the rescue, but he thought that it was empty joy.

"Yes, Brother Feng, run. The knife also hurriedly urged.

Xiao Feng patted the two of them on the shoulder: "Okay, next, leave it to me." After saying that, he ignored the two of them and walked towards the scar man.

The scar man covered the knife wound on his arm and glared at Xiao Feng angrily: "Who the fuck are you?

Xiao Feng looked at the scar man coldly: "Whoever hurts my brother, I will kill him!"

When the more than a dozen black-clothed men behind the scar man heard this, they raised their swords.

"Brother Yu, is Brother Feng okay?, what about the more than ten people?" Xiao Dao looked at Xiao Feng's back and asked with some uncertainty.

Zhang Yu thought for a while and shook his head: "Although he is more capable of fighting, he is not much stronger than me." Knife, can you fight again?"

Knife nodded heavily: "Yes." ā€

"Good. Zhang Yu grabbed the knife he picked up and stood side by side with the knife beside Xiao Feng.

"Kill!" Xiao Feng's cold shout sounded, and his body turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

Xiao Feng's speed was so fast that everyone on the scene was shocked.

As soon as the scar man raised the knife, a voice sounded in his ears: "You are the first." As the words fell, a stream of blood rushed out, staining the sword red.

The scar man clutched his throat, his eyes bulging out, and his face was full of horror. His mouth opened, but he could no longer make a sound, and he collapsed in a pool of blood.

"The second"

"The third"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

The horse chopping knife was slowly drawn from the heart of the black-clothed man, and the blood instantly sprinkled under the night sky like a fountain. "You're the last. Xiao Feng's cold voice did not contain a trace of emotion.

The black-clothed man twitched a few times, slammed to the ground, and lost his breath.

Next to it, Xiaodao and Zhang Yu were both stupid. In less than two minutes, Brother Feng solved it all?

With a bang, the axe in the knife's hand fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm cĒŽo!" Zhang Yu let out a miserable scream, pinching his feet and jumping up.

The knife next to him was startled: "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"

When Xiao Feng heard this, he was also shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu covered his feet and blushed: "Damn, Lao Tzu smashed his feet." ā€

"......" Xiao Feng and Xiaodao were speechless.

Looking around and looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhang Yu couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Feng, when did you become so powerful?"

Xiao Feng smiled and patted Zhang Yu: "Don't ask more, I'll take you to the hospital first." ā€

Hearing the word 'hospital', Zhang Yu and Xiaodao reacted that they had knife wounds on their bodies. The two looked at each other and immediately screamed.

"You two go to the car first, and I'll take care of this. Xiao Feng pointed to the corpse and said.

Zhang Yu and Xiaodao nodded hurriedly, helped each other, and got into the Mercedes-Benz.

A few minutes later, Xiao Feng sat in the Mercedes-Benz with a cigarette in his mouth and started the car: "Let's go." After speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and slowly left.

The window of the car was drawn, and the cigarette turned into an arc and landed on the corpse.

With a "boom", the flames burned rapidly, instantly sweeping through the nearby vehicles, and the explosions rang out one after another.

"Damn, it's not good!" Zhang Yu, who was originally half-lying in the back seat, suddenly sat up straight with an ugly face.

Xiao Feng was startled and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"That group of miscellaneous people just now said that they would destroy the gate of heaven tonight. Except for us, Ah Tian will they not ......"

Without waiting for Zhang Yu to finish speaking, Xiao Feng's face was difficult to see. With a foot on the brake, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, found out Ah Tian's number, and dialed it.

"Hey, Ah Tian, where are you? Hospital? Okay, I see. Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, hung up the phone, and quickly called Lin Mo again.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Sorry, your call is currently unanswered. Xiao Feng called twice in a row, and it was always this voice.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Zhang Yu asked in a low voice.

Xiao Feng took a few deep breaths and started the car: "Ah Tian was injured in an ambush and is now in the hospital." Wooden mobile phone, no one answered. ā€

Zhang Yu's body shook, stunned there, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, the wood will be fine, it won't be!"

Suddenly, as if crazy, Zhang Yu grabbed Xiao Feng's mobile phone and began to dial Lin Mo's mobile phone over and over again.

"Sorry, your call is currently unanswered............"