Chapter Seventy-Six: Between Life and Death

(The ability is limited, everyone should not be too short, I try to increase the number of words, and this volume is over.) Thank you all for your support!! ）

Tang Feng saw the two of them swinging their knives and holding up their double knives, seized the opportunity to release the steel knives with both hands, grabbed them directly by the throats of the two of them, twisted their heads vigorously and tilted their heads to the side.

The four knives fell to the ground at the same time, making a crisp clanging sound, Tang Feng roared and stepped forward quickly, and the three of them were eliminated by Tang Feng, and the pressure on their side suddenly decreased.

Seeing Tang Feng rushing up, a little devil turned around and swung a knife at Tang Feng, Tang Feng saw that the long knife was fierce and hurriedly dodged sideways, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the man's wrist, and swiped hard, a crisp bone breaking sound and a scream, one-on-one, none of these people could survive three moves under Tang Feng's hands, grabbed the man's arm and pulled it back hard, Tang Feng's right fist raised and smashed it into his face, and the man fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Seeing that Tang Feng was so brave, those people put down Wang Sheng and the others, who were already dying, and yelled at Tang Feng while emboldening themselves, at this time Tang Feng was unarmed, and the terrain of the corridor was too narrow, so it was obviously impossible to hide.

Seeing that the long knife was about to fall on his body, Xu Qiang and Guan Zhiyong had already solved the problem The three people downstairs appeared behind Tang Feng, Guan Zhiyong threw the dagger in his hand at the little devil in front of him, only to see that the dagger hit the little devil's eyebrows like Xiao Li's flying knife.

"Boss, come on!" Ghost Face and Wang Sheng were sitting on the ground at this time, gasping violently, they didn't know how many knives they had been cut, it was a miracle that they could hold on for so long under the siege of 8 opponents who wanted to be their own strength, and at this time the crisis was lifted, and they didn't even have the strength to stand. Seeing that Tang Feng was in danger, Ghost Face hurriedly shouted and threw his knife towards Tang Feng.

Reaching out to grab the knife thrown by the ghost face, Tang Feng also paid the price, he was slashed in the right arm by a little devil, and with a roar, Tang Feng grabbed the long knife that the little devil had not had time to retract with his left hand, and slashed at his neck with his right hand.

Dozens of seconds, the remaining two only lasted a few dozen seconds before falling in a pool of blood.

Several people sat on the ground gasping violently, and Ghost Face suddenly shouted: "Boss, right hand, right hand is dying, I'm cāo, you can come and see." ”

Hearing this, Tang Feng and the three of them hurriedly got up from the ground and came to the two of them, Tang Feng yelled at Xu Qiang behind him: ", hurry up and turn on the light." ”

"Oh." Xu Qiang agreed, and hurriedly ran to the first floor to open the main gate.

The lights were turned on, and the villa at this time was like Shura hell, with corpses lying in the hall on the first floor and the corridor on the second floor.

At this time, Wang Sheng's face was pale, his clothes had been soaked in blood and could not distinguish their original color, his bare arms were covered with scars, and Bai Sensen's bones were clearly visible.

"Right hand, right hand, how are you?" Tang Feng shouted with some excitement, tears flashing in his eyes.

Wang Sheng smiled effortlessly at Tang Feng and the others, and then said, "Boss, boss, give, give me roots, cigarettes." ”

Tang Feng hurriedly took out a pack of deformed cigarettes in his pocket, took out a trembling hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and after lighting the cigarette, Tang Feng gently put the cigarette on Wang Sheng's mouth.

Wang Sheng frowned and raised his right hand, tremblingly clamped the cigarette, took a hard breath and said with a strong smile: "I, I come by myself, I, I don't have that life, even, even smoking, I have to be served." ”

"Right hand ......" The tears in Tang Feng's eyes couldn't hold back, mixed with the blood on his face and fell to the floor.

"Boss, boss, you let me, let me say, I, my time, no, it's not much. I, I don't regret it, from the day I set foot on this road, I, I knew that sooner or later, sooner or later there would be this, such a day. I'm glad to know you, you, me. I, I'm tired, I want to have a good night's sleep, Hua, Huaxing Society can't, can't just dissolve it, dissolve ......" Speaking of this, Wang Sheng's eyes gradually closed.

"Right Hand !!!!!" Several people roared loudly, and these steely men shed tears of sadness, and after a few months of brief contact, they had always regarded each other as relatives, and now their hearts hurt when they saw Wang Sheng close his eyes in front of their eyes.

Even the always cold ghost face cried, and he knelt heavily in front of Wang Sheng and shouted: "Right hand, why, why are you being stabbed for me, why!! Black Dragon Society, as long as Lao Tzu lives, he will not let you go!! When the two were surrounded, the ghost face clearly remembered that Wang Sheng saved himself several times when he almost died, and the two in front of him were still in danger, and they both held their breath, at this time the danger passed, and the breath was also relieved, and Wang Sheng couldn't hold on.

"Right hand, you fucking get up! You shit, I haven't taught you kung fu yet, I haven't tortured you yet, how can you just die? You can't die, you can't die!! Xu Qiang slammed his fist against the wall, and then hugged Wang Sheng's head and said loudly.

Suddenly, Xu Qiang said in surprise: "Boss, his right hand, he is not dead, he is still angry!" ”

Hearing this, Tang Feng hurriedly probed his hand under Wang Sheng's nose, and sure enough, he was still angry, it seemed that Wang Sheng was in a coma because of excessive blood loss. Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew that if Wang Sheng didn't get timely treatment, he would still die!

"Bayonet, you go to the garage and call Fei Fei and the madman out, tell them that they are safe now, and tell them to hurry up and find a doctor for Lao Tzu to come back, and let the doctor bring all the surgical tools!" Tang Feng yelled, he knew that time was life now, not only Wang Sheng, but Ghost Face also needed to be treated quickly, although his injuries were lighter than Wang Sheng's, but if he was not treated in time, he was also in danger of death.

Guan Zhiyong knew that the matter was urgent, and hurriedly ran out, and Tang Feng said to Xu Qiang again: "Left hand, you hold your right hand to the bed, try to be careful of the wound." ”

Then he touched the ghost face and said, "Ghost face, you should also hurry up and ......" He stopped in the middle of speaking, because he found that the ghost face had passed out on his knees.