Lu Zhihui still didn't come, Sun Yi simply didn't count on him anymore, he couldn't wait for Lu Zhihui's hundreds of people, he could only rely on himself now, tightened the baton in his hand, Sun Yi's body trembled slightly, not frightened, but excited.

Sun Yi is not a person on the road at all, and the people on the road don't know him, so naturally he can't make peace, even if he does, no one dares to come forward, Sun Yi almost killed Feng Shao with a knife, and this feud is big.

Wang Pengfei originally had to wait, after all, the people on the road gave face to help him, and he always had to wait until the people arrived, but Feng Shao couldn't wait, he had to kill Sun Yi now, and he had to kill him with his own hands, otherwise, his reputation would be over, and Feng Shao couldn't afford to lose this face.

Wang Pengfei didn't dare to disobey Feng Shao's meaning, and nodded to his subordinates, meaning that he could start, and he didn't plan to make a move, yesterday's battle, he was beaten by Sun Yi very lightly, although he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but every move was burning and painful, and his face was almost lost.

With Wang Pengfei's order, dozens of big men with knives and sticks surrounded Sun Yi, and those people on the road who came to help the fist also followed behind and followed with a loud voice, and two or three hundred people pressed towards Sun Yi in black pressure, with momentum like a rainbow.

And Sun Yi, holding two batons in both hands, the baton pointed obliquely at the ground, his eyes looked at the two or three hundred people pressing up on the opposite side calmly and calmly, but he felt a little bitter in his heart, this is two or three hundred people with weapons, even if two or three hundred pigs catch up, they can exhaust themselves to death.

He can't retreat, as soon as he retreats, he will retreat again, and if he retreats, he may die in the world.

I have no money and no power, I can only rely on my own struggle to get a place to survive, and when the fear reaches the extreme, it becomes an indomitable bravery.

The blood was boiling, the blood was burning, and under his feet, there seemed to be a powerful force rising, the muscles of his whole body bulged, and his clothes were swollen and collapsed, and the crazy secretion of adrenaline made his eyes slightly red.

Sun Yi wrapped the collapse belt around his hand twice with a slightly trembling hand, and then tightly strangled the baton on his hand so that it would not get out of his hand, and the distance between the two sides was only ten meters away.

Sun Yi suddenly roared, kicked hard under his feet, and suddenly sprinted out like a cheetah, so that when he exerted his strength, a piece of gravel and sand flew from behind his feet.

Before the two men who walked in front could react, they were slapped in the abdomen with two batons, snorted miserably, and fell down like a wooden stake.

The batons were whipped up like windmills, and everywhere they passed was the muffled popping and screaming of sticks on the flesh.

Sun Yi has great strength, can fight, and has strong resistance to blows, and can even kick and smash a wooden pole with a thick leg, but after all, he is still a person, not a fairy, he rushed into the pile of people, there were weapons swung everywhere, his back hurt, and a machete cut his back out of a roll wound more than a foot long.

Sun Yi casually pulled back a stick, in addition to the sound of hitting the flesh, there was also the sound of bones breaking.

The machete threw the baton machete in his left hand, threw the baton in his hand, swung the baton out on his right hand, drew the machete, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he dragged the tall and strong man over, and strangled his neck with one arm as a meat shield to block his body.

Blood splattered, screams and shouts of killing continued, Sun Yi was besieged by dozens of the most stalwart thugs, and from time to time those who helped the fist came up to fight a mess of sticks and knives.

The blood has already dyed the whole person red, there are his own, there are others, in the fierce battle, he didn't feel any pain at all, Sun Yi had red eyes, there was only one word to kill, and even when he started, he couldn't care about whether he was injured or not, as long as he saw a figure, he would smash it with a stick.

The last blow was empty, the baton on his right hand was also broken, he shook off the residual stick in his hand, and received an iron rod on his shoulder, which made his body shake slightly, his eyes were shining, his teeth were shining, and the blood on his face made the man who succeeded slightly stunned.

Sun Yi grabbed him as soon as he could, and the unlucky meat shield in his left hand was also grabbed by the collar after being stabbed a few times.

Sun Yi roared angrily, and the two big men weighing more than 100 pounds were picked up, like picking up two meat hammers, and slammed them out, Sun Yi, who was fighting bloodily, made those who came to help the fist, and the pleasing people who showed their faces were shocked, and they had never seen such a strong character for many years.

With a hissing sound on his hand, his clothes were torn, and the two meat hammers flew out, Sun Yi pulled out the short knife with his hand, and took advantage of the gap smashed out when the two meat hammers flew out, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Li Suifeng, who was fighting outside the circle with a gloomy face.

The eyes of the two collided, Li Suifeng couldn't help but shudder, those blood-red eyes, like a hungry wolf in the depths of the forest, were staring at him when they chose people to devour.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, capture the thief and capture the king first, even if he dies here today, he has to let this bastard back himself, and now Sun Yi only has this idea left in his mind.

A machete slashed at Sun Yi's shoulder, a short knife, still three points into the flesh, Sun Yi didn't move, just stared at Li Suifeng outside the crowd fiercely, the man who slashed Sun Yi was full of spirit, and wanted to pull out the knife and retreat, but the blade was tightly clamped by Sun Yi's solid muscles, and he didn't pull it out at once.

Sun Yi's body shook a little, and his wolf-like gaze was fixed on him, this well-known man who dared to fight and dared to fight was so frightened that he trembled with fright, his eyes were full of frightened looks, and he screamed strangely, and he was about to retreat.

Sun Yi rushed up and took a step, and wiped it with a knife, originally this knife was wiped on his throat, this man held his head behind him and shrunk his neck, the short knife slashed through his hand holding his head, four fingers fell, and the scalp was also scratched down against the skull.

As soon as Sun Yi stretched out his hand, he forcibly pulled out the slash embedded in his shoulder, roared angrily, and threw it towards Li Suifeng outside the crowd.

The machete whistled by the wind, and slashed at Li Suifeng's head across a distance of dozens of meters, Wang Pengfei's eyes were fast, and he dragged Li Suifeng, and the machete whistled past him, smashing the front window of the truck and disappearing with a bang.

Li Suifeng's legs trembled badly, he indulged in wine at a young age, and his function had already been problematic, he couldn't hold his urine, and his crotch was wet.

Feng Shao was ashamed and angry, pointed at Sun Yi and yelled, "Kill him, kill him for Lao Tzu, chop it into pieces and throw it in the river to feed the fish, whoever hacks him to death, Lao Tzu will reward him with one million!" ”

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men, and the eyes of those people on the road who have been shocked by Sun Yi's bloody battle are red, one million ah, you can squat for ten years in a prison cell for others.

All of a sudden, the fight resumed, Sun Yi stared at Li Suifeng, not slashing and killing everywhere like before, more than 200 people, even if he was tired to death, he couldn't finish it.

The short knife in his hand waved, and he rushed forward quickly, you hit me with a stick, I stabbed you, you dare to raise the knife to me, hit me into your arms and stab again, after Sun Yi's short knife rose and fell, the blood brought up even flew several meters high, and a blood rain fell in the air.

There is a way that ten slashes are better than one stab, the short knife is only one foot, and the blade is twenty centimeters, which is enough to cause fatal wounds to people, in this case, Sun Yi can no longer care about the question of whether the injury will hurt people's lives.

Blood is surging, and there is only one goal in his eyes now, that is Li Suifeng, kill Li Suifeng, whoever dares to stand in front of him will be stabbed as Li Suifeng.

Sun Yi's back was injured again and again, his entire back was almost rotten, the machete cut the skin and flesh, and the iron rod smashed into the wound, the wound burst and blood splattered.

Sun Yi himself didn't know how many knives he had been beaten, how many sticks he had been beaten, his whole back had lost his senses and became numb, he didn't know how many people he had stabbed, he only felt that the pressure was suddenly light, and there were still many people in front of him, maybe because of excessive blood loss, and the things in front of him were already a little blurry, but the fighting spirit was still strong.

Sun Yi broke through the encirclement of those powerful thugs brought by Wang Pengfei in one go, and crashed headlong into the crowd of people who came to help him.

These Taoist people can come, just to sell Boss Li a face, and when they meet in the future, they can also pat their chests to show their loyalty, and we also went to support Boss Li in that big war, who can't get along with Boss Li Lao Tzu hacked him to death.

Some loyalty, as long as you talk about it, really do it, just make a scene, sell face, if you really want to fight hard, everyone has to take care of their own life first.

Sun Yi stabbed three more people in one go, and he only received a stick, and hit him on the head, blood flowed down his eyebrows and into his eyes, making his eyes even redder.

These people are a rabble when they gather together, don't look at the more than 200 people, the actual combat effectiveness is not as good as the dozens brought by Wang Pengfei.

Suddenly, these people kept retreating, kept shouting, but they didn't dare to lean forward with Sun Yi again, Sun Yi hit his head and swung two knives in a row, these people ran faster than rabbits, only scratched some skin, and were actually given a smooth way in front of them.

Sun Yi grabbed the knife with his backhand and strode towards Li Suifeng.

Wang Pengfei scolded, picked up a five-shot shot from behind him and raised the gun and put it away.

In the midst of the banging gunshots, Sun Yi fell high to the ground, and missed four shots in a row, only a few grains of iron sand hit his chest and legs, and there was no hair.

Bang...... The last bullet of the five consecutive shots came out, Sun Yi was slipped by a round pebble under his feet, he couldn't dodge, his body leaned to the left, he fell down on the side of his head, roared angrily, followed by a knife in one hand, and actually got up again.

Li Suifeng dragged a pair of trembling legs and climbed onto Cayenne, started the car and ran, hundreds of people couldn't stop him, where was he enough to kill him with a knife, and now Li Suifeng was really afraid.

Wang Pengfei gritted his teeth to load five rounds of bullets, just loaded a shot Sun Yi got up, he was only ten meters away, a forward rush over, Wang Pengfei closed the chamber, the gun was not raised, the short knife stained with blood stabbed in the chest.