Chapter 120: Fright Night, Spark Soccer Dream (4)

Soon, almost all the people around who could run away ran away.

Lao Sang saw that if he ran now, he would not be knocked down and trampled by the crowd, so he quickly put away his posture and beckoned the three teenagers: "Run!" ”

Wu Yue is the most obedient, he runs away when he hears the words, and he never wants to cause trouble for his teammates.

Wang Yihao hesitated at first, but when he saw a man with two knives in the distance, he rushed a group of screaming and panicked people to this side like driving away a flock of ducks, Wang Yihao had to stomp his feet and grit his teeth, turn around and run.

However, Ding Xunuo stood still, he stared at the man with two swords held high, but his eyes gradually became hollow.

Lao Sang secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly grabbed Ding Xunuo's arm and wanted to drag him to run, but as a result, being dragged by Lao Sang, Ding Xunuo stumbled and sat directly on the ground.

Lao Sang knew that it was bad, this Ding Xunuo was afraid that something was wrong, he didn't care about complaining, and hurriedly bent down to drag Ding Xunuo up, but no matter how hard Lao Sang tried, Ding Xunuo just stared at the front and didn't get up, and let Lao Sang's body be moved with difficulty.

Wu Yue and Wang Yihao turned back while running, and when they saw that this was the case, they hurriedly ran back to help Lao Sang.

Just when the three of them hurriedly helped Ding Xunuo up, the man with the double knife had already driven the crowd to kill them.

Run, it was too late, Lao Sang decisively let go of Ding Xunuo, and opened his arms to protect the three teenagers behind him.

Lao Sang was sweating, but he didn't know that he was tired of hot sweat or scared cold sweat. He only knew that he had fought hard to protect the three teenagers.

Wu Yue and Wang Yihao were not intimidated, they bravely stood side by side with Lao Sang, both hands clenched into fists, and stared angrily ahead.

This was the first time they had confronted the rioters, and although their hearts were trembling, their hands and feet were shaking, they refused to retreat.

They can't retreat, if they retreat, standing behind them, staring at Ding Xunuo who is not moving in front of them with empty eyes, it will be over.

The tall man with two knives in his hand and babbling all the time was very close to them.

They could see that the man was holding two small knives for cutting fruit in each of his hands.

They could even see clearly that the blades of those two knives were not only not stained with blood, but also reflected cold light from time to time as the fireworks bloomed in the sky.

At this time, a lady who was screaming and running away with high heels on her feet, I don't know if she couldn't run anymore, or if her feet were twisted, and suddenly she collapsed to the ground.

The man with the double knife in his hand screamed "Ho Ho" and approached her, shouting "You call the police", while raising the knife in his right hand high, and then slammed it at her!

This human tragedy, everyone is the first time to see it, for a while, screams, roars, and the woman's heart-rending screams sounded at the same time.

Strangely, the knife was so hard that the man didn't care about the reaction of the lady who fell to the ground, and he stood up with a strange "ho-ho", looking around for a new target.

While wielding a knife, he shouted, "Call the police!" Will you call the police! ”

Alarm? The strange man's knife went down, everyone was almost scared, who remembered to call the police.

Wu Yue was almost scared to pee, his legs trembled like a sieve, and when the man stood up, Wu Yue had the heart to step forward to fight the thugs, but he couldn't move his legs.

Don't talk about Wu Yue, Lao Sang's half of the person who is buried in the loess is scared enough, his clothes have long been soaked with sweat, air-dried, and then soaked again.

It's just that Lao Sang had to stand up, and he yelled: "Don't come here! ”

The strange man crooked his neck and grinned, just "ho ho" and danced with a knife in both hands, and approached Lao Sang step by step.

Lao Sang was so frightened that he blurted out: "Put the knife down!" You...... Be lenient in confession, strict in resisting! ”

Not to mention, Lao Sang's bluff is still a bit useful, the strange man was obviously stunned, looked straight at Lao Sang, and stopped moving forward.

At such a critical moment, there was a chuckle and a roar from behind Lao Sang.

It was Wang Yihao who laughed, he didn't panic, he wanted to stand up and fight the thugs, but an inexplicable sense of joy distracted him.

I don't know at what moment just now, his mind was suddenly filled with strange thoughts, and he actually analyzed the acting skills of that strange man with relish, until he was thundered by Lao Sang's lines and laughed out loud.

It was Ding Xunuo who roared, his eyes were still empty, but he was still staring at the strange man holding two knives.

Lao Sang just wanted to say a few more words to strengthen his courage, but he saw that the man turned around and ran away.

Ran away? Lao Sang's breath of hard support was released, and he suddenly felt paralyzed, but fortunately he was supported by Wu Yue and Wang Yihao left and right, so that he would not sit on the ground.

Wu Yue's legs were still shaking, but he didn't forget to reach out and hug Lao Sang.

Wang Yihao was very calm, he was holding Lao Sang, but his eyes were staring at Ding Xunuo, and his mind was full of questions: Wasn't Ding Xunuo sick just now? Did that gangster run away when he saw Ding Xunuo?

Wang Yihao saw it very clearly, although that strange knife-wielding man caused such a big mess, his acting skills were really clumsy, and he was even inferior to his own sister.

Wang Yihao also heard it very clearly, Ding Xunuo actually shouted twice: one was when the knife-wielding man was swinging a knife and slapping people, Wu Yue and Lao Sang were screaming, and Ding Xunuo was roaring, very angry; The other sound was just now, it was a roar, but it was full of pathos.

Could it be that we are filming, and we are messing into the set? Wang Yihao thought like this and looked up at the sky, but saw that the fireworks in the night sky were beautiful, which was exactly the football theme he wanted to see.

He began to think wildly: it's a football boy fighting a thug, the protagonist saves people from fire and water, and the ending is successful to congratulate the fireworks in the sky. Well, it must be like this, you see, it's still football-themed fireworks.

He looked at Ding Xunuo, who was standing in a daze, and said in his heart: This shape is good, I really can't see it, his potential is so high, this is not acting at all, it is true!

No one knows what Wang Yihao is thinking, and everyone is shocked.

When everyone came back to their senses, and just had time to catch a few breaths, they saw that strange man roaring like crazy and running this way again!

The lady who had been lightly slapped with the knife had not had time to get up, and suddenly she was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

Lao Sang once again put on a posture and protected the three teenagers behind him. This time, his legs began to shake.

Wang Yihao hurriedly hugged Lao Sang's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, the knife is gone." ”

Lao Sang was instantly full of blood, stood up straight, and said in a trembling voice: "Which one is afraid?" I protect you! ”

Wu Yue shouted in surprise: "It's the boss!" ”

The strange man was running, only this time, he was not driving someone else, but being driven!

As Wang Yihao saw, the knife in his hand was gone, and he was running away in a panic at the moment, while Li Kunpeng and the others were desperately chasing after him.

Yang Fanyuan was the fastest, taking the lead, shouting while chasing: "If you have the ability, you can run faster!" ”

It's strange to say that this strange man's speed is not slower than Yang Fanyuan, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Lao Sang again.

Ding Xunuo yelled again!

Wang Yihao heard it clearly, and it was indeed pathos.

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