There is such a thing as pie falling from the sky, Yan Xiaokai has never encountered it.

However, there is such a thing as a trap in the sky, but Yan Xiaokai finally encountered it.

Obviously, what was in front of me was a trap falling from the sky, the Buick car was deliberately parked behind the BMW, and the driver also deliberately did not appear, in order to delay time and wait for the arrival of the tourist bus carrying the army.

There were fifty or sixty people on the tour bus, and the group gathered around the car.

Teng's murderous aura pressed heavily on several people in the car from all directions.

Yan Xiaokai smiled bitterly: "Okay, I can't leave this time."

Shangguan Yunchen asked suspiciously: "Brother, did you expect this to be the case when you pry the car just now?"

Yan Xiaokai sighed and said: "At the beginning, when I saw the Buick car blocking behind, I vaguely felt that something was not right, and I wanted to pry the Buick car away quickly, but I couldn't make up my mind, and now I ...... Sure enough, it was too late."

Shangguan Yunchen comforted: "Brother, don't be discouraged, you are just a little late, if you pry the car a few seconds earlier, this bus will not be able to block us, you are still very vigilant, and it can even be said that you are like a god."

Yan Xiaokai glanced at him lovelessly, "Don't be a sycophant, if you really want to say that things are like gods, it should be your sister, her crow's mouth has worked, and they are really making a comeback."

Shangguan Wusu glanced at the two of them angrily, "You two cheap men, when is this, and you are still in the mood to squeak"

Yan Xiaokai picked up the baseball bat that was placed on the side and handed it to her.

Shangguan Wusu was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

Yan Xiaokai said lightly: "Among the four of us, you are the weakest, take it"

Shangguan Wusu pushed back without appreciating it at all, "You don't need to be so pretending, you still have to worry about yourself."

Yan Xiaokai was embarrassed, and thought to himself with great annoyance, why am I so kind?

After Shangguan Wusu pushed the baseball bat back to Yan Xiaokai, he bent down, removed the footpad, and took out two long knives from the dark compartment below, one to Shangguan Yunchen and the other to Wan Yanyu.

Wan Yanyu shook her head, "I don't need it"

As soon as the words fell, she had already pushed open the car door suddenly, and two knives stabbed in from the outside, her body slid and her upper body fell to avoid these two knives at the same time, one foot had already kicked out of the car, and the two people who were crowded in front of the car door were hit in the chest, and they were kicked and flew out upside down with a person next to them

Wan Yanyu's skills are recognized as the highest among several people, but she really didn't disappoint everyone, and before a few people saw it clearly, they had already heard countless muffled sounds of "bang bang...... and seven or eight people around her flew out of the city almost at the same time.

Shangguan Wusu hurriedly held the knife and followed her out, throwing himself into the fight.

Yan Xiaokai had already opened the car door here, and the baseball bat first poked at a person, and when he hit this person covering his chest and retreating, he also quickly rushed out, and when he reached the ground, his footsteps were not yet steady, and the four long knives had already beckoned to him in unison.

At the time of the crisis, Yan Xiaokai quickly fell on the spot, and a sweeping leg followed closely, and while sweeping down the two people, the baseball bat in his hand had also been swung out.

As soon as he stood up, seven or eight men swooped up again and surrounded him.

Yan Xiaokai became more and more frightened the more he fought, because these people's skills were not weak, and they were stronger than ordinary policemen, especially what shocked him was the morale of these people, all of them were brave and fierce, and their own shots were not light, and ordinary people, once they were hit, they would definitely fall to the ground for a long time, but these people quickly bounced up, and those with combat effectiveness immediately pounced, and those without combat effectiveness quickly withdrew, letting others take advantage of the situation, as if they were well-trained.

But because of this, Yan Xiaokai was even more excited, because if the enemy was too weak, then this battle would not be interesting.

After seeing the strength of these people clearly, Yan Xiaokai made his hand heavier and more cruel, if he didn't hit, he would just hit it, and a blow would definitely be the enemy's vital point, while fighting, he rushed, and after a while, he arrived in front of the besieged Shangguan Wusu, and the baseball bat swept out one after another, knocking down the three people behind her, and then reflexively propped up with her back to back.

As soon as the pressure on his back decreased, Shangguan Wusu became much more relaxed, and he specially dealt with the enemy in front of him, but he still said stiffly: "What are you doing here?"

Although Yan Xiaokai calls himself Sven, he is actually a belligerent person, and he is under siege at this moment, which makes him seem to have returned to the scene when he faced 100,000 imperial forest troops before, his heart is full of blood, and his mouth has become angry, "Of course I came to relieve you of the siege, how can I say that we also had a skin-to-skin relationship, how can I let you go"

Shangguan Wusu's face was hot, but his heart was full of anger, and he slashed the person in front of him with a fierce knife, and scolded angrily: "Shameless death, who has a skin-to-skin relationship with you?"

Yan Xiaokai laughed, and after slashing the knife in front of him with a baseball bat, he kicked down a person on the side with a bullet leg, and smashed the head of a person who pounced on the other side with a stick, and after smashing him screaming and retreating, he said: "Wusu, your memory is really bad, in the afternoon, weren't we on the bed?"

Shangguan Wusu heard that this guy still dared to mention this stubble, and it was still mentioned in front of so many enemies at this juncture, his anger was even hotter, the small universe broke out on the spot, and his grief and anger turned into strength, and the long knife in his hand pulled a few knife flowers in a row, slashing and stabbing in a row, killing and injuring three people in a row, and scolded with great hatred in his mouth: "Beast, are you embarrassed to say this?"

Yan Xiaokai smiled obscenely, pounced in laughter, and the baseball bat swung into a stick shadow, covering a cunning man who launched several sneak attacks on him, missed a blow and quickly retreated into the crowd.

Seven or eight people were hit in a row, and finally a bloody path was opened, and the stick was used as a hood to this bastard, and he beat it from the beginning until it reached his legs, ten, twenty, thirty sticks...... Maybe more, after this round of beating, this guy has a blue nose and swollen face, blood is flowing everywhere, and his two legs are also broken on the spot.

Although a small cut was drawn on his body because of this, Yan Xiaokai felt that it was worth it, and quickly retreated behind Shangguan Wusu.

At this time, there were not many fifty or sixty people left who surrounded them, only a dozen or so people were still surrounding them, and the others were either lying on the ground and moaning, or squatting on the ground and screaming, and one fell to sit next to the car and gasped for breath.

The scene was not an ordinary bloody horror, and those who had watched before had long since shrunk into the service station.

Just when Yan Xiaokai and the others thought that this battle was about to end, and their hearts were slightly relaxed, at the entrance of the service station, three tourist buses came one after another.

As soon as this was almost the same type of tourist bus appeared, the hearts of the four people suddenly tightened, and a very bad premonition was like the ink spewed out by an octopus, which cast a black haze on their hearts.

Sure enough, the three tourist buses stopped about thirty or forty meters outside the battlefield, and as soon as the door opened, countless men dressed in black clothes rushed down from above, holding long knives in their hands, and they were fierce and murderous rushing towards this side.

"I'm grass, isn't it?"

Shangguan Yunchen, who was about to throw away the bloodstained long knife, couldn't help but scold.

Wan Yanyu, who had killed the most enemies, couldn't help frowning, quickly eliminated the three people in front of him, and walked quickly towards Yan Xiaokai.

Looking at this wave after wave of enemies, Yan Xiao was shocked and secretly complained, these three cars are probably no less than one hundred and sixty or seven people in total, although with the skills of a few people, it is not difficult for these more than 100 people to carry down, but what about after this batch?

Will there be a next batch? Will there be more enemies?

After the hundred-strong men in black pressed up, they didn't immediately pounce, not only that, but even the few people who were struggling before followed.

The battle seems to have come to an end for the time being.

When Yan Xiao was happily thinking about how to get out, the radio at the service station suddenly sounded.

A gloomy voice fell into everyone's ears, "I have five more buses on the way, hand over what we want, and let you live, otherwise you will definitely be buried." ”

Whether this is a warning or a threat, no one knows.

Yan Xiaokai and the others only knew that what this person was talking about must be the white powder that was once in the urn and is now carried by Yan Xiaokai on the schoolbag.

In this way, it seems to have directly verified one thing, that is, Shangguan Wusu's extremely bold and exaggerated speculation, this fan trouble is really a priceless drug, otherwise others would never have worked so hard to rob it

But now, obviously, this is not the time to praise Shangguan Wusu, but to consider the question of how credible what the people on the radio say?

Will they be able to hand over something?

After handing over something, can they really leave?

All of this is unknown, and only by trying can you know the Tao, but ...... Can they try?

Shangguan Yunchen and the others all set their eyes on Yan Xiaokai, obviously waiting for him to come up with an idea.

Yan Xiaokai looked back at a few people, Shangguan Yunchen shook his head, Shangguan Wusu also shook his head, and even Wan Yanyu shook his head, obviously, they didn't want him to hand over the things.

Yan Xiaokai has always emphasized that he is a democratic person, that is to say, he does not make his own assertions, but this time, the situation seems to be a bit the opposite, he actually ignored everyone's opinions, untied the broken schoolbag that had been carrying behind him, and then took out a package of white powder from the souvenirs he bought, and raised it in his hand.

When he shook his hand and was about to throw it out, Shangguan Wusu finally couldn't help but shout loudly: "Don't"

Yan Xiaokai's movements froze for a moment, and he shook his head at him and said, "Give them to them, we won't suck this thing anyway."

Shangguan Yunchen continued: "Brother, you gave them the things, how can we go back and pay the errand?"

Yan Xiaokai said angrily and funny: "My life is almost gone, what kind of errand do I have to pay?"

Wan Yanyu finally spoke, "What if something is given, and they won't let us go?"

Yan Xiaokai said with a solemn expression: "If this is the case, we can only admit that we are unlucky"

Seeing that he was so persistent, the three of them had nothing to say and shut up one after another.

Yan Xiaokai raised his eyes to look at the large number of people in the black crow, and then raised his eyes to look at the office of the service station, and then suddenly turned his hand, and the packet of white powder in his hand was thrown out.

But when everyone rushed to grab it, they found that the white powder had been thrown on the three-story dust roof of the service station.

Before everyone could come to their senses, the muffled voice sounded again on the radio at the service station, but there was only one word: "Kill"

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