The sudden change made Su Jingxian stunned for a moment, but it was Wei Shixun, who was following him, who was the first to act.

"Brother Xian, let's go!"

Wei Shixun grabbed Su Jingxian's wrist and dragged him behind him hard, and then did not retreat but advanced, and quickly met the fastest knife hand, without waiting for the opponent's sharp knife to fall, the shot was like electricity, and a right closed hammer in Bai Mei's fist had been blasted out.

The right closed hammer is the most ruthless move in the eighteen touch bridge boxing road in the white eyebrow boxing branch, also called the right closed hammer on the ground, the eighteen touch bridge boxing road pays attention to the soft to overcome the rigid, mostly to lock, hook, wear, stick, frustrate, touch, seal to the enemy, only this move right closed hammer, is a pure fierce move, with the arm such as a whip, with a fist such as a hammer, and strive to defeat the enemy with a move.

It is precisely because this trick is too ruthless that Sun Lianyin once personally ordered Wei Shixun not to use it at will, but at this critical juncture, the master's admonition has long been thrown out of the clouds by him.

Wei Shixun punched out, and the knife hand who rushed over first felt a flower in front of him, and before he could see Wei Shixun's movements clearly, he felt like his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, his mind was blank, and the whole person involuntarily fell out, and blood was already flowing out of one ear.

"Brother Xian, you go first!" After a successful blow, Wei Shixun didn't look back, and spoke to Su Jingxian behind him again, and at the same time stared at the three remaining swordsmen on the opposite side with his eyes, and scolded viciously, "Pick that mother!" How many pieces of waste also want to learn from others to cut people? I'll take your skin first! ”

Yan Xiong wants to come out, Lin Zhiyong wants to come out, why doesn't Wei Shixun, who grew up in the walled city, want to?

Last time Lu Le was assassinated, he failed to keep the murderer and had already lost a chance, and now that he has encountered this situation again, Wei Shixun has already made up his mind, even if he is cut into seventeen or eighteen sections, he must protect Su Jingxian behind him.

A little policeman with no money and no power, if he wants to get ahead, he can only take his life to Bo!

Behind him, Su Jingxian's voice suddenly sounded: "Even you said that they are a few pieces of waste, I have been trained in the police force for a longer time than you, and there is no reason to escape." ”

Wei Shixun turned around in surprise, Su Jingxian was pacing, and he was already walking briskly from a pork stall on the street, and he didn't know when he had an extra pig-killing knife in his hand.

"Be careful!" Seeing Wei Shixun turn around, the only three remaining swordsmen shouted, and they all rushed towards him, Su Jingxian reminded him, and at the same time raised his knife to speed up and rushed forward.

Wei Shixun quickly turned around, and seeing that the three knife hands were already approaching, he hurriedly twisted his waist, and took the lead in avoiding a knife that stabbed him in the chest, and then took a step forward, leaning close to the cleaver and slashing at the other two of his own, holding the elbows of the two with his shoulders, and the two sharp knives that were slashing down the situation could no longer fall.

"Three-on-one doesn't have the upper hand, and sure enough, it's a scrap!"

Seeing that Wei Shixun easily avoided the attack of the three swordsmen, Su Jingxian sneered, slashed the pig-killing knife in his hand, and slashed it fiercely on the shoulder of the swordsman closest to him.

He showed no mercy in this knife, and the fan-shaped pig-killing knife cut directly into the shoulder blade of the knife hand, Su Jingxian lifted it hard, but he didn't pull out the knife, so he had to hold the handle of the knife, and then kicked it out, kicking the knife hand to the ground.

The entire shoulder and arm of the knife hand who fell to the ground was almost separated from his body, and after he got up, he didn't care about continuing to pick up the knife and slash people, covering his wounds and running to the corner alley.

Su Jingxian succeeded in one blow, and was hesitating to catch up with the blood-dripping pig-killing knife, and Wei Shixun was already entangled with the only two remaining swordsmen who still had combat effectiveness.

It's not so much a grappling as a one-sided crush.

Close to the two swordsmen, Wei Shixun didn't wait for them to react, a golden cat face wash had been thrown out, both hands clenched into fists left and right bows, and the back of his hand was slammed into the faces of the two people.

After separating the two, Wei Shixun did not stop the offensive, and when his right hand retreated, he had already buckled the neck of a knife hand, and at the same time, the two fingers of his left hand were brought together, and the willow leaf fingers in the white eyebrow fist stabbed the opponent's temple fiercely, and the knife hand's body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Defeating an opponent lightly, Wei Shixun didn't look back as if he had eyes behind him, and kicked behind him, like a tiger flicking his tail, kicking the last knife hand out and falling sideways in the middle of the road.

This whole set of actions was so smooth that even Su Jingxian was a little stunned, and was about to open his mouth to praise his good skills, but there was a roar of cars on the side of the street again, and a small pickup truck rushed straight into the two of them.

"I'll pick your mother! Zhonglai? ”

Wei Shixun and Su Jingxian scolded in unison, hurriedly dodged to dodge, and the speeding pickup truck did not slow down, directly ran over the three knifemen who fell to the ground, and then disappeared.

"Kill people? Do you want to do it so badly? Wei Shixun looked at the pickup truck that disappeared on the corner of the street in a daze, and only after a long time did he step forward to check the three knife men one by one, then turned his head to look at Su Jingxian, shook his head and said, "Brother Xian, all of them are stubborn." ”

Su Jingxian looked at the three dead corpses on the ground, slightly distracted, and ignored Wei Shixun's words.

There is no reason for Li Jufa to be angry so early, even if he really wants to kill himself, he will not only send these few small characters who can't hold the knife steadily, and the figure that flashed in the pickup truck just now, it seems that he has seen it somewhere.

……

The pickup truck that crushed the three knife men stopped at the mouth of an abandoned alley, and Chen Jiahao, Li's personal lawyer, ripped off his mask and stepped out of the car, his forehead covered with sweat.

With trembling hands, he took out the cigarette case from his arms, and it took six or seven matches to light the cigarette in his mouth.

In the end, Su Jingxian's life was hard, and he was not hacked to death by four knife men, but this was all in the plan, not to mention that Su Jingxian was protected by someone around him, and the four people he sent were all big smokers at the bottom of the Green Gang.

This time, it should be an undying mortal enemy, right?

Chen Jiahao clenched his fists, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he leaned on the side of the car and panted repeatedly.

After all, it was the first time to kill someone, and this cultural person who had never even slaughtered a chicken had not yet adapted to it, and when the pickup truck ran over the three knife men just now, one of his hearts almost jumped out of his throat and almost stepped on the brakes.

But once you have the first time for this kind of thing, you will be much more proficient in doing it again.

Stepping on the half-burned cigarette butt, Chen Jiahao swallowed his saliva, took out a newspaper-wrapped watermelon knife from under the seat cushion in the car, stopped his waist with an unfamiliar movement, and then blocked the outline of the knife with a suit.

Three of the four people died, and although one didn't know where he had gone, he had made an appointment in advance, and no matter whether it was successful or not, he would pay the other party a thousand yuan, and the remaining big smoker could still resist this temptation?

Throwing away the pickup truck that would never be used again at the mouth of the alley, Chen Jiahao rubbed his face, a trace of unprecedented ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and strode forward.