Before Murong Xiaotian's words fell, he grabbed Fat Li's right wrist with his left hand, dragged it hard, and flipped Fat Li to the ground with a twist. The right hand quickly poked into the flower basket on the coffee table and copied out a fire axe. Then he stepped on Fat Li's chest and slammed Fat Li's wrist.

"Ah," a terrible scream mixed with a woman's terrifying scream spread through the space from the blood-spattered box.

Murong Xiaotian walked to the door, turned around and pressed his body against the wall next to the door. Decisive and swift. From the moment he launched the fat man, he was fast, accurate, ruthless, clean, and all in one go.

"Bump", the moment Murong Xiaotian turned around, the door was knocked open. Two big men rushed into the box. Between the lightning and flint, Murong Xiaotian never stopped, and between the two big Han Leng gods, he brought out a whirlwind and flashed out of the box, and ran desperately towards the staircase. When the two big men reported and rushed out of the box, Murong Xiaotian had already rushed to the staircase.

Huo's, the figures of two big men in black were revealed at the staircase, "Intercept him," the big man chasing behind shouted wildly, and before the words fell, Murong Xiaotian had already rushed in front of the two big men who came up, his speed did not decrease at all, he kicked hard under his feet, his body jumped up and bent his knees, and slammed into the chest of a big man. The fire axe swept sideways and slammed into the shoulder of another big man. When there was a scream and the sound of bones breaking behind him, Murong Xiaotian had already jumped a few times and ran to the second floor.

Fat Li's subordinates didn't say anything, and the reaction was very fast. Murong Xiaocai ran to the staircase on the second floor, and five or six big men rushed up. Murong Xiaotian did not hesitate and did not stop for a moment. As soon as he grabbed the handrail of the staircase, he jumped on it and slid down the handrail. Sliding to the corner, Murong Xiaotian pressed his hand hard, and jumped directly from a height of three meters to the lobby on the first floor. By the time the big men reflected and then turned around and chased to the first floor, Murong Xiaotian had already rolled on the spot, then stood up and rushed to the door of Blue Moon's lobby.

"Touch," just the moment Murong Xiaotian immediately rushed out of the blue moon, an accident happened. Murong Xiaotian collided violently with the guests who happened to come outside. The figure was directly knocked out by Murong Xiaotian, and Murong Xiaotian also uncontrollably "rubbed, rubbed, rubbed," took a few steps back, and sat on the ground with his ass.

This sprint without warning made Murong Xiaotian feel a dull chest and want to vomit. Just as he reluctantly wanted to stand up, a knife light flashed in front of him. Murong Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, and rolled to the side vigilantly. There was the sound of knives and axes chopping the ground. At the same time, there was a tingling pain in his forehead. As soon as it was dark, the blood flowing into his eyes turned the scene in front of him into a hazy mist of blood.

Murong Xiaotian stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains from his eyes while trying to get up. Two more blows and pain from his body mercilessly knocked him down. wiped off the blood stains in front of him, and when his eyes lit up, it was a shiny knife and axe coming head-on. It was so fast and swift that he couldn't afford the slightest respite.

"Am I going to die like this?" Murong Xiaotian's heart was filled with a trace of sadness and the scene of the petite faces of his younger brothers and sisters. Is fate so ruthless?

It was too late, it was too fast, and a figure slammed down on Murong Xiaotian's body, blocking the deadly knife and axe. Then, the figure rolled with Murong Xiaotian in his arms and flashed to the side.

"Hurry up, I'll break off," the crocodile whispered. Bright red blood had begun to ooze from several places on his body. There were beads of sweat on his face due to pain. dragged Murong Xiaotian up and pushed him to the door. Turned around and rushed towards several big men who were coming at him.

"Let's go together," Murong Xiaotian's dazed mind was a little clear, and he sighed. rushed up and fought side by side with the crocodile and retreated to the door.

"Go drive," as soon as he exited the door, the jawfish desperately brandished an axe and blocked the door and shouted to Murong Xiaotian.

Murong Xiaotian didn't answer, endured the pain and quickly ran to the car parked not far away, got into it, and drove the car to the door of Blue Moon: "Crocodile, get in the car," Murong Xiaotian shouted at the crocodile at the door.

The crocodile was covered in blood at this time, and when he heard Murong Xiaotian's shout, he roared, took out two axes violently, forced those big men back a few steps, turned around and staggered over and got into the car.

Murong Xiaotian saw the crocodile get into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed into the night

"Mingyuan, hold on, we'll be in the hospital soon," Murong Xiaotian stepped on the accelerator desperately, seeing that the crocodile's face was getting paler and paler, and his whole heart was twisted and almost broken.

"Tianzai, stop," at this time, the crocodile had become a bloody man, and a knife with only a handle remaining under his left rib was extremely eye-catching.

"Stop," the crocodile shouted with all his strength, coughing up a mouthful of blood from exerting too much force.

Murong Xiao was so shocked that he stepped on the brakes and hugged the crocodile in pain: "Mingyuan, you'll be fine, please, let me take you to the hospital!" ”

"Tianzai," a wry smile appeared on the crocodile's distracted face, and he shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "It's useless, my injury, I, I know it myself, promise, promise me, I do one thing, take care of, take care of, good my sister, don't, don't, let, let me, don't blink your eyes" As he spoke, his face turned dull, his voice became lower and lower, and his body slowly and slowly fell.

"Mingyuan," Murong Xiaotian shouted in pain and pounced on the crocodile. Tears fell like beads of short threads: "You can't leave me alone!" , Didn't you tell me okay, this matter is over, let's go open a store, make a lot of money, and treat Mingxin's sister's eyes, how can you talk and not count?"

In fate, why is there so much sadness? In fate, why is there so much helplessness? Is it sadness withered that helpless fate? Or is it that the helpless fate breeds too much sadness? Feng'er also quietly shed tears, just for the emotions of too many grievances and sorrows!

"Mingyuan, I'm sorry for you, ten years, a whole ten years have passed!" Murong Xiaotian clenched his fists fiercely, his naked body was bruised, and there were sad tears on his face: "In the past ten years, I haven't taken care of Sister Mingxin, I owe you a ten-year promise, I'm incompetent, I'm useless!" ”

Back then, Mingyuan died to save himself, and the fat man Li also started a crazy pursuit, even the police intervened, Guan Boss was arrested and killed on the spot, Haizi ran to kill the fat man Li was betrayed by the bald head and did not come back alive, he gave all the hundreds of thousands of yuan that he and Mingyuan exchanged for his life to Mingxin's uncle, and asked him to take care of Mingxin, and then he was also imprisoned for killing the dead bald head, in the past ten years, Mingxin's sister's eyes have always affected her heart.

The cool breeze of the early morning, the fog that blows away the morning dew; But he couldn't blow away the mottled scars on Murong Xiaotian's heart.

"I want to be strong, I can't fall, I still have too many responsibilities on my back," Murong Xiaotian wiped away his tears and stood up, his eyes pregnant with perseverance and faith.

"Horse-headed monsters, let's compete again," Murong Xiaotian's eyes became deeper, and he walked towards those level 7 horse-headed monsters step by step with steady steps.