"!" Ding Xiu dodged the oncoming punches and kicks, picked up his fists and began to fight back.

It is said that clay people also have three points of fire, not to mention that this time is different from the past, Ding Xiu is no longer a master who can be manipulated casually.

His fist landed in the face of one of the nearest border guard soldiers, slamming him hard with a dog-munching nose on one side, and he struggled for a long time before he got up from the ground with the help of his companions.

"Damn! Dare to fight back, don't waste time, brothers! Wu Mo greeted the people of the seventh squad, some of them went to the car to take out axes and long knives, and some of them directly took out the daggers on their bodies.

Wu Mo was surprised and a little annoyed at the same time, and he had a murderous intent under impulse.

"Wu Mo, you're going to kill you?!" Ding Xiu couldn't help but be horrified when he saw the other party's people turn around and go back to the car to get weapons, so he quickly turned around and ran.

"It's useless to call your grandfather now." Wu Mo already had an extra long knife in his hand, one of his team members was beaten just now, and as the captain of the team, he had to stand up and find the field at this moment.

Wu Mo chased after him, and the knife in his hand slashed at Ding Xiu's back. Ding Xiu heard the voice behind him, and his body scurried forward, hiding sideways.

Wu Mo didn't mean to give up, and then the second knife swung out again.

"We are all border guards, Wu Mo!" Ding Xiu shouted at him, but to no avail, just after avoiding the second knife, Wu Mo's third knife slashed sideways again.

"We're the border guards, and you're just a dead man."

Wu Mo's expression was a little hideous, in his opinion today, there were only two results in Ding Xiu's submission and being bullied by everyone, or Ding Xiu's resistance and being beaten to death by everyone.

Since Ding Xiu chose to fight back, Wu Mo did not plan to spare his life, because no one could guarantee whether this guy would go to Zhang Zhixiong to complain after returning to the camp.

Ding Xiu dodged the three slashes that Wu Mo slashed over, and his body fell to the sand because of the large dodge movement. Seeing that Wu Mo still didn't give up, and the knives were all dead hands, Ding Xiu no longer held back.

Wu Mo's blade came in front of him again, Ding Xiu bullied sideways, punched Wu Mo in the abdomen, and then kicked his right foot in his calf.

Wu Mo stumbled and fell to the ground.

"!" He scolded, but he didn't expect that he had taken a weapon but still fell behind in front of Ding Xiu, and his heart was suddenly shocked and angry.

For Wu Mo at this moment, the situation was already embarrassing, and he had to find it back if he lost face, so he raised his knife and slashed it after bursting out.

The blade slashed into the gravel, brushing shoulders with Ding Xiu's body again.

"Captain, be careful, Ding Xiu, this kid is a bit evil today." Some of the companions around him saw the clue and reminded him loudly.

The companions were just standing around to help, and if everyone took their weapons and swarmed up, they might accidentally injure their own people, so after Wu Mo got on, the others were responsible for sealing Ding Xiu's retreat.

Wu Mo's eyes were already full of bloodshots, and his eyes were red, but the knife didn't cut anyone.

Shame, anger and consternation were burning in his heart, Wu Mo paused, and just when he was stunned, a handful of sand hidden in Ding Xiu's hand was sprinkled on his face, and he jumped behind him.

Wu Mo didn't have time to rub his eyes, and suddenly felt an extra alloy dagger on his neck.

The handle of the dagger was held in Ding Xiu's hand, and his eyes were a little excited and a little excited.

"Captain!" Seeing that Wu Mo was restrained by Ding Xiu, the others couldn't stand still, and everyone forced over with weapons, wanting to force Ding Xiu to let go of his captain.

"Stop me, stay away from me!" The dagger in Ding Xiu's hand was a little closer to Wu Mo's neck, "Otherwise, I'll kill him." ”

"Listen to him." The chill on his neck was very real, and Wu Mo panicked, afraid that Ding Xiu would suddenly kill him. He didn't dare to move now, even though the sand in his eyes stinged his eyeballs.

Ding Xiu dropped the knife in Wu Mo's hand and kicked it aside, and the thought of cutting Wu Mo's neck flashed through his mind.

But he let go of his hand, and instead kicked Wu Mo away, his eyes becoming much more confident than before.

Wu Mo fell to the sand, and some of his companions rushed over to help him up, while others surrounded Ding Xiu.

The first person who rushed up ate Ding Xiu before he could get close to him, and ate him twice, one foot was in the lower abdomen, and the other foot landed on the side waist. The man flew out with the axe in his hand and landed on the sand a meter or two away.

A guy took advantage of Ding Xiu's shot in front of him and quietly touched it from behind, and the two daggers in his hand had reached the back of Ding Xiu's neck, and the tip of the knife was almost piercing his skin.

But the blade stopped, and did not go any further. Ding Xiu borrowed his waist to kick a sideways backkick just right, directly kicking it in the stomach of the person who wanted to sneak attack him.

The man hunched over and rolled around the sand a few times, blood spurting from his mouth falling on the sand, and he fainted in an instant.

"Wow~!" Ding Xiu's "bravery" shocked those who surrounded him.

"Brothers, go up together and kill him." Wu Mo's voice appeared outside the crowd.

"Kill him." When everyone heard Wu Mo's order, they shouted and rushed towards Ding Xiu.

"Come on, bastard." Ding Xiu leaned over and picked up Wu Mo's knife from the ground, parried it a few times with the back of the knife, and also slashed over a guy.

Seeing that the people around him were still unyielding, he finally relented.

"If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust, and don't think about ......me when you go to hell."

The blade flipped and the long knife slashed open the lower abdomen of a man, whose intestines overflowed through the gap, and he looked down at his wound before falling to the sand and wailing.

Where there is the first, there is the second.

After the blade saw blood, Ding Xiu was also red-eyed, and the other party didn't leave him a way to live, and he had no burden in his heart at this moment.

Another member of Team 7 fell to the ground, his left hand and right foot leaving his body almost in a second.

"Ah~!!" The screams rang out one after another, and the members of the previously rampant and proud Seventh Squad finally came to their senses in the blood and wails, and they began to turn around and run towards their cars, some trying to get their guns, others trying to drive away.

Ding Xiu threw out the long knife in his hand, and the blade stabbed a soldier in the back, stabbing him on the door of the car.

Then Ding Xiu threw himself into another car, and before the person who escaped to the car could open the door, Ding Xiu grabbed his hair from behind.

Ding Xiu pulled him back, his knee against the back of his head.

"Click......" is the sound of a skull shattering.

The soldier's body collapsed limply on the sand, blood dripping from his ears and nose.

Someone got a gun from the car, and with two "bangs, bangs", the bullet pierced the door behind Ding Xiu. Ding Xiu had already dodged in advance, he hid his body under the enemy's car, reached into the car and pulled out the gun they had thrown in the back seat.

The person who got the gun saw that he didn't hit Ding Xiu, so he retracted into the car and prepared to drive away.

"Want to go?" Ding Xiu held the gun in front of his eyes and said coldly.

In the three years he was a soldier, Ding practiced aiming and shooting the most, and in his opinion, distance can not only produce beauty, but also produce advantages.

The fleeing car didn't drive far before its tires burst one after another, and when the car lay on its stomach on the gravel, Ding Xiu walked towards it unhurriedly.

When the car door opened, someone rushed out with a gun.

Blood bloomed on the man's head, white and red sprinkled all over the ground, Ding Xiu walked over to take a look, and saw that there was a person hiding in the car.

"Ding Xiu, please, don't kill me, it's all Wu Mo's idea, really, don't kill me!"

Looking at the person who couldn't stop begging for mercy, Ding Xiu sniffed, and he felt that the smell of blood was a little strong.

Another gunshot rang out, and the smell of blood grew stronger.

"Wu Mo is gone?" After examining the nearby corpses one by one, Ding Xiu suddenly found that the initiator was not among them.

There were only two tire marks left on the nearby sand dunes, and Ding Xiu walked up to the sand dunes to find that Wu Mo had disappeared.

It turned out that after Wu Mo instigated the soldiers who were shocked by Ding Xiu just now, he fled back into the car, and immediately slipped away when he saw that the situation was not good. He didn't dare to flee back to the barracks of the border guards, because today he not only drew a knife but also saw blood, and Ding Xiu was already in an endless situation, and it was impossible for Zhang Zhixiong to let go of his behavior of blackmailing the robe after returning to the camp.

Seeing that the tire mark was not in the direction of the camp, Ding Xiu thought about it, and finally gave up his plan to chase him.

Chasing people may not be able to catch up, and it is possible to get farther and farther away from the camp, delaying the time to return to the camp.

If he didn't make it back to camp before dark, Ding Xiu wasn't sure he would be as lucky as the last time.

After searching the contents of the seventh team's car, Ding Xiu carried the corpse on the ground into the car. One by one, he started the cars and let them drive unmanned in the direction of the deep desert.

Looking at the two cars that were drifting away, Ding Xiu's mood was a little heavy.

He wiped the blood stains on his hands with sand, sat on the ground for a while, and the picture of the previous fight with Wu Mo and the others replayed in his mind like a slideshow.

"The energy and abilities of the crystal nucleus seem to have made me stronger!" When he realized this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but get excited again.