Ye Mei naturally noticed the unusualness of the cars following behind her, and she also knew it in her heart. As a result, her expression became a little gloomy, and she slowly drove into a small forest on the outskirts of the city.

As soon as Yemei parked her car in the woods, we were surrounded by seven or eight cars. I sneered and opened the car door to go down, but Yemei took my hand and said, "You have to be careful, Wang Quan." ”

Looking at Yemei's worried eyes and slightly rising red lips, my heart also fluctuated. I took Yemei's hand and dropped a kiss on her forehead, and whispered, "Don't worry, it's just a bunch of little thieves." In any case, don't get out of the car, don't open the windows, just listen to music in the car. ”

With that, I walked away, taking off my coat and getting out of the car.

A group of people also walked out of the car that surrounded us, all dressed in dusty clothes and ripped jeans, and their eyes were hollow, not like living people; It reminds me of the people in the area where Cruel Black Fist is located, and it's very likely that these people came from there.

"Did that kid Xu Xun ask you to come?"

I leaned against the front of the car and said with a relaxed face. But my mood was not easy, these guys had very vicious eyes, and their faces were expressionless, as if they were very different from the usual gangsters, and their eyes were full of real hatred. I wonder if I don't have a deep grudge against them.

I counted the group, and there were twenty-three in all. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and if I want to be not nervous at all, that's fake.

And in the face of my inquiry, these guys didn't pay attention to my intentions at all, and they all silently pulled out the bright watermelon knife from their backs.

It's not a mountain or a sabre, it's just a watermelon knife on the stall. But those knives were still sharp and bright, and the twenty-three watermelon knives emitted a chilling cold light in the faint moonlight, and I couldn't help but hit a spirit.

There didn't seem to be anyone in the lead among the twenty-three people, but they were very consistent, and they didn't mean to talk nonsense with me, so they got out of the car, showed their knives, and then killed me one after another, clearly wanting my life.

It was impossible for me to succeed in packing up the twenty-three men with my bare hands, so before they could rush in front of me, I did not advance but retreated, and leaped forward with one arrow.

The first watermelon knife slashed at my neck, and the knife-wielding man had excitement in his eyes about to kill. If I rushed over and slammed the blade with such force, even the watermelon knife would probably make my head fly.

But before the chill of the knife could come, I suddenly stopped, leaned sideways, and gave way to the knife.

Stop!

The blade made a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the man's eyes were startled, and he was about to swing the knife again, but I seized the moment, and with a lightning strike, I grabbed the man's wrist.

Syllable!

My hands pressed the man's wrist like a pincer, and then folded it hard. The crisp sound of bones shattering sounded, and the man screamed frantically in pain, and the knife in his hand fell off from his weak hand.

I caught the watermelon knife with my other hand and kicked him in the chest. I kicked the man out of the way.

But before I could relax, a few cold lights flashed in front of me, and I looked at it, and three more people rushed towards me, and three watermelon knives slashed at me in three diagonal lines.

But now that I have a weapon in my hand, it's just a piece of cake for me.

But I don't want to make too much trouble, so it's enough to hold a watermelon knife in my backhand and prepare to use the back of the knife to deal with this group of little minions.

"Peng" sounded.

One of them's watermelon knife was bounced out with the back of the knife before it could reach me, and the man's arm was probably numb from my strong force. I thought it was time for him to retreat when the weapon in his hand fell off, but I didn't expect him to rush over with his bare hands and the other two.

"Don't die."

I snorted coldly, and the watermelon knife was waved casually in front of me. After a few moments, all three of them were hit by the back of my knife, and soon they became red and swollen, like a fish with red scales. Their blades eventually fell, and they covered the back of my shattered hand with one hand, rolling wildly on the ground.

Although the first four people who rushed forward quickly lost their combat effectiveness, the remaining ten or so people were still not afraid, and still rushed over with a posture that they had to kill me. I now wonder if these guys were invited by Xu Xun to deal with me, their spirit of not being afraid of death is really like a fighter on a cruel black fist, although their skills are too far from those fighters.

I am holding a watermelon knife in my hand, swimming like a fish in water in the knife formation of more than a dozen people, I don't seem to be causing a fatality, so I just hit some key parts to make them lose the ability to fight.

Even then I felt very tired, but many of them were actually afraid, and some of them were so frightened that they withdrew their knives or dropped their weapons before they were even injured.

But there are exceptions.

I found a pale-faced boy among the twenty-three, very thin and thin, with a green stubble on his lips. He was also dressed in tattered clothes, a shabby white shirt and yellowed tattered jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes on his feet. But the knife in his hand and his eyes were bright.

This made me pay more attention to the teenager a few times, and several times I didn't attack him. I don't understand why a guy at a young age could be a character who kills people with a knife.

But this guy didn't seem to see that I showed mercy to his subordinates at all, and repeatedly attacked me in the back with a watermelon knife, but I easily defused it.

This time, he took advantage of the fact that I was attacking another person and slashed my neck with a knife, and I was already angry in my heart, and the handle of the knife was held tightly, and I hit the back of his hand directly with the back of the knife, and his knife was still slashing at my neck, as if he was not afraid of the back of his hand being smashed by me.

It wasn't what I expected, I thought he would take it.

I had to give up attacking the back of his hand and take a step back, but even then his knife still cut a bloody cut in my shoulder.

A sharp pain came, and I kicked the pale boy in the shoulder, and he flew out.

At this time, I was really angry, and I let go of my playfulness and knocked all the guys who were besieging me to the ground one by one. Although they wanted to get up and continue to fight me, their bodies could not allow them to get up.

The only one who got up from the ground was the young man, who was clenching his white teeth tightly, and blood was oozing from his gums, looking very terrifying. And those bright eyes were already bloodshot.

The boy let out a low roar like a beast, picked up the knife on the ground, and rushed at me again.

Although the murderous aura on his body was very heavy, because of his body injury, the speed of rushing over was already very slow, and I waited until he rushed close before kicking out.

"Peng!"

The boy's body flew out again, slamming heavily into the ground.

His ten fingers clung to the ground, his nails embedded in the dirt, and in a burst of trembling and heart-rending coughing, he stood up again and clenched the watermelon knife again.

The boy rushed again, but the result was still the same as before.

When the boy fell to the ground for the third time, I had a thought in my heart, I wanted to see how many times this guy could get up, and I wondered what supported him to have such a strong hatred for me, a stranger.

The fourth time, the boy's hand holding the knife trembled a little, and his eyes were already bloodshot, like a little ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

The fifth time, the boy was no longer human, and the muscles in his body were beating uncontrollably, and I could see it very clearly.

……

By the time Li Mu arrived here, it was already the twelfth, and he was obviously surprised by what was happening in front of him, he opened his mouth to ask, but I shook my head and told him not to speak for the time being.

The thirteenth boy walked up to me almost staggeringly, and the weapon in his hand had already fallen, and he stretched out his fist to hit the front door, and I just opened my palm lightly to take the "punch".

This time I didn't kick the boy away, but smiled and slapped him on the shoulder.

The slap was the last straw that broke across the camel, and the boy finally closed his eyes and collapsed.

Li Mu looked at the fallen people around him and the unconscious young man in front of him and asked me what happened.

At this time, Yemei also got out of the car, and I told Li Mu everything about Xu Xun before and after.

"This guy is kind of interesting." I looked at the young man who fell to the ground and said to Li Mu, "I want to take him back." ”

Li Mu glanced at the young man's outfit and frowned: "Most of these guys are guys who work hard for money. ”

I shook my head and said, "I always feel different, so let's take it back first." ”

With that, I carried the boy into the car.

Yemei looked at the young man for a long time, then turned to look at me and said, "You saw your shadow in him." ”

At this time, Li Mu also reacted, looked at the pale young man for a long time, and finally smiled slightly bitterly.

I scratched my head and said embarrassedly, "You can say that, but I'm really curious about him. ”

Then Yemei drove the car to the hospital again, and after sending the young man to the ward, I said to Yemei: "You go back to rest first, I still have some things to talk about with Brother Mu." ”