87_87233 Han Yang's whole body was in a state of excitement, at this time, unlike in the past, fighting against twenty trained killers and dealing with twenty gangsters are two completely different concepts, if you don't pay attention to it, you will become a ghost under the knife.

He rushed into the battle circle, and the two sides fought, and fierce sparks erupted. The fist is to the flesh, and the palm is windy. Han Yang is also ruthless, and every attack will kill the other party, or make them completely lose their combat effectiveness.

"Huh"

With the sound of a blade entering the flesh, after killing three people, Han Yang was finally injured. A fifteen-centimeter-long dagger rushed into the roots, and blood flowed out of the blood groove quickly.

Although this knife did not stab Han Yang's vital point, his thigh became weak because of the rapid flow of blood. He turned around and smashed the head of the man who had stabbed him with a punch.

He retreated to a tree, leaned his back against the tree, and used the tree to block himself behind, gasping for a moment. The wound on his thigh was still bleeding, but it wasn't that much. First, I bled a lot, and second, my super recovery power made the wound of that kind of skin trauma recover a little.

However, there was no way to recover from excessive blood loss, and at this moment, Han Yang felt that his mouth was dry, and his limbs began to weaken, and his eyes became slightly blurry.

The rest of the men were coming at him again, and all of them had less than five seconds of rest combined. Although those people lost four people, the formation was not chaotic at all, and it seemed that they had already cooperated countless times.

Han Yang fought with these people again, although Han Yang killed several people one after another, but his strength had also reached the limit, and he couldn't even lift a finger.

He fell to the ground like this, staring blankly ahead, but all he could see was a pair of feet.

"Am I going to die like this?" he asked himself involuntarily, and scenes and personal appearances flashed in his mind.

"What's next?" One of the men chasing him asked.

"There's an order from above, don't kill you," the other replied.

A person walked out of it and came to Han Yang's side. Han Yang could only see this person's feet, and he couldn't see his appearance at all, but he could feel a sense of killing intent.

The man held a shiny dagger in his hand, and the deep blood grooves and barbs on it showed how terrible and terrifying the dagger was. If it goes down with a knife, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the gods to save it again.

"Huh"

A flash of sword light flashed, and the sharp knife in this person's hand pierced towards Han Yang's heart. Han Yang was lying on the ground, of course he couldn't see it, but he could still feel the chill on the tip of the knife.

"No"

I don't know where a force burst out, he shouted, his clothes suddenly went windless, and an invisible energy burst out from his body, and the sharp blade that was about to touch his skin instantly turned into a section. And the people around were also shocked by this powerful force and fainted one after another.

The most unlucky thing was the person who wanted to kill him, the powerful force turned into a giant hammer and smashed the dagger in his hand, and bombarded him fiercely, directly knocking him out more than ten meters, hitting a tree and killing him on the spot.

After Han Yang burst out of this powerful force, he was also a little stunned. He looked straight at the guys who had fallen to the ground, as if he was also a little surprised by his outburst just now.

However, a dull gunshot broke the silence after the battle. The bullet from the sniper rifle hit him in the chest, and he fell straight to the ground.

A sound of footsteps came from far and near, and at this time, Han Yang's consciousness had become very blurred. He wanted to move, but his body was no longer under any of his control. He even felt his soul rush out of his body and drift into the distance.

"Am I going to die?"

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and finally the world before him was engulfed in darkness.

The light, extremely dazzling, was like an arrow of light piercing directly into his eyes, making him a little unable to open his eyes by this light.

The white light in front of him shone on him, and the darkness around him faded, and the light gradually became gentle, and there was a strong attraction that attracted Han Yang to walk forward.

Han Yang didn't know why he was walking forward, he walked unconsciously, and then he saw a mirror, because there was a person who looked exactly like him across from him. But the man had his eyes closed, like a statue.

Looking at the person in front of him who was exactly the same as himself, Han Yang couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and as soon as his hand touched the hand of the statue, he felt a suction force dragging his body towards the statue.

Han Yang was suddenly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly wanted to break free from this, but found that he had been firmly sucked in, and no matter how much he struggled, he could never break free from it.

The suction force became stronger and stronger, stronger and stronger, and Han Yang's body was dragged into the body of the statue.

"Whew"

Han Yang opened his eyes violently, and in front of him was a high roof, buckled on his head like the sky. Han Yang looked around, only to realize that he was actually fixed in something similar to wax at this time, leaving only one head outside.

"What kind of place is this? Didn't you die? These two questions popped up in Han Yang's brain.

He hadn't fully recovered yet, so his brain was still a little sluggish. As he gradually came back to his senses, his mind began to come alive.

He didn't act rashly, but continued to look around. It's a big room, like a warehouse. There was nothing in it, and it looked extremely empty. And he was lying in a big square cake, and the whole person couldn't move.

This cake gives people an extremely cold feeling, which also makes him very comfortable, and he does not feel the slightest pain.

And after observing a circle, Han Yang got the result that he was not dead.

I don't know where I am now, but it's good that I didn't die. There is no death and there is still life, and if it is dead, it will really be a hundred.

At this time, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps from far and near, and it seemed that someone was coming. He quickly closed his eyes, pretending that he hadn't woken up yet.

The footsteps got closer and closer, stopping beside him, apparently observing himself.

"No need to pretend, I know you're awake," a cold voice sounded.

Han Yang's brows furrowed slightly, but he still opened his eyes. In front of him stood a middle-aged man, looking at Han Yang expressionlessly.

He pointed to the ceiling on his head and said, "There are cameras on it, so you can see your every move clearly."

Han Yang looked at it, and sure enough, there was a red dot in the dark, but it was so well hidden just now that he didn't even notice it.

Then he saw that the man took out a large hammer from the side, which surprised Han Yang very much. But what happened next surprised Han Yang even more, because the man smashed the hammer at Han Yang's head.

"Ah~~~"

Heart-rending screams.

Han Yang stood on the ground, naked, the expression on his face was quite weird, and his eyebrows kept shaking.

Time went back to the moment when the hammer fell, and he screamed, and the hammer that the man picked up was smashed instantly, and there was a slight clicking sound.

Then he saw the man's face turn pale, and then he heard the man? scolded: "You have nothing to shout, it scared Lao Tzu and flashed Lao Tzu's waist." Lao Tzu is like smashing these things on your body, look at your cowardice, I really don't know if you are still a gentleman."

Han Yang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this person didn't want to kill himself. When I saw him smash down with a hammer just now, I thought he was going to smash himself to death.

"That, I thought you were going to smash my head," Han Yang said with a look of grievance and weakness