The tip of the blade stabbed in with a "poof", and the man's gaze was fixed on his front.

Ding Xiu walked around his body before he fell, turned behind him, and then drew the dagger from the opponent's throat by the way.

The blood from the wound gushed out in an instant, spilling all over the face of another person, that person pounced after him, he only saw Ding Xiu's figure flash, and went behind his companion, and then his face was warm, and the smell of blood was already in his nose.

Although his face was sprayed with blood, the long knife in the man's hand did not stop, and he still slashed down along the trajectory of the previous force.

The target in front of the blade had been bypassed, and instead of slashing Ding Xiu, he slashed at his companion who had been stabbed through the throat. Fortunately, his companion is dead, and even though his skin is opened, he can no longer feel pain.

After blocking the knife, that corpse had lost its value to Ding Xiu. Ding Xiu tossed the body aside, grabbed the arm of the knife-wielder with one hand, and stabbed the dagger in the other hand straight into his waist.

The man cried out with a "wow" in pain, and quickly took two steps back after abandoning the knife. The soles of his feet were already unstable, and the man had just stepped back half a meter before he fell to the ground.

Those Luo Sihai's men were killed and injured in an instant, and the others were still on their way to pounce, the time was too short, and their nerves had not yet reacted to fear.

Ding Xiu strode forward, his right arm stretched forward, and the dagger in his palm pointed directly at the chest of a person in front of him.

The man didn't have time to dodge, so he lost the weapon in his hand and grabbed the wrist of Ding Xiu's knife with both hands, trying to stop the dagger close to his chest.

But how could he stop Ding Xiu's move.

Ding Xiu's knife was extremely powerful, and his strength with one hand was already better than the opponent's two.

Luo Sihai's subordinate could only watch as the blade of the dagger sank into his chest, fear spread through his body with severe pain, and his body trembled and fell, his eyes not closed until he died.

This scene looks like a group of people besieging Ding Xiu, but in fact it is a one-sided slaughter by Ding Xiu, he has already killed several people in a row when he has a knife in his hand, and he only feels extremely happy in the process of avenging Gu Beimo.

The people around him had already stopped because of fear, but Ding Xiu's footsteps did not stop. His movements are swift and coherent without a single blemish.

The person in front didn't know if it was because of fear or whatever, but he stood for a moment at this life-and-death juncture, and when he came to his senses, Ding Xiu had already come to the front.

The moment the pain came from his lower abdomen, there were already two more blood holes in the man's body.

Ding Xiu's action of stabbing out the dagger was as fast as lightning, and the same was true when he drew the knife. After leaving two fatal stab wounds in the abdomen of the man in front of him, he pushed the man's body aside and lunged at the next target.

Among the people besieging Ding Xiu, some stopped because they were afraid and hid to the side, while others knew that if they didn't kill Ding Xiu, they would definitely die, but they were aroused to blood.

A man fled towards the door, Ding Xiu didn't look at it, and with a wave of his left hand, the dagger flew to the man's vest.

Ding Xiu, who had just finished throwing the dagger, immediately met the siege of three people, he first grabbed the wooden stick swung from the right side, pulled the stick bearer in front of him, and then sank his shoulders and knocked the man to the ground.

After Ding Xiu dealt with the attack on the right, the attack on the left and in front also came almost at the same time.

Ding Xiu's face was very calm, and his movements were not hurried, and when the attacks from the two directions around him were approaching, he easily dodged through the gap in the siege.

After forcing away the combined attack of the two men, Ding Xiu pulled out a plate from the shelf next to him and slammed it on the back of one of them's head.

The plate cracked, stained with a lot of red and white stuff, and the person who had been hit by it had no time to make a sound, and the back of the head was clearly collapsing.

Ding Xiu has been using the tactics of guerrilla fighting during the siege, and if you look down from the top of your head at this moment, you can see that the range of movement of the others is very small, and only Ding Xiu keeps shuttling among them.

Only a minute or two had passed, and the men had all fallen to the ground. Ding Xiu stepped over the corpses and walked towards the door, and when he came to the door, he bent down and pulled his dagger from the back of a corpse at his feet.

The door was reopened, the strong smell of blood wafted out of the room, and the fresh air poured in from outside.

Ding Xiu took a deep breath, then stepped out of the door and walked in the direction of the stairs.

"Did you catch it?" Tan Feng heard footsteps coming down the stairs and asked.

"You don't need to catch it, I'll send it to the door myself."

The voice that responded to him was a little unfamiliar, but Tan Feng remembered that he had heard it on the phone today.

"It's you?!" He was slightly stunned, and then his face showed excitement: "Are you finally willing to show up?" ”

"What can I do if I don't show up, when your people find me, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch dinner when I go back." Ding Xiu turned out from the corner of the stairs, and his figure appeared in front of Tan Feng and Luo Sihai.

"What about my people?" Luo Sihai saw that Ding Xiu walked out unharmed, and asked with some surprise. However, he reacted immediately, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"They're one step ahead of the two of you." Ding Xiu said in a faint tone, stepping down the steps, his figure approaching Luo Sihai and Tan Feng.

"Hmph, look for death!" Tan Feng shouted angrily, instantly pulled out his gun, and fired several shots in front of him.

The space on the stairs was narrow, and the bullets fired from the muzzle of the gun blocked several angles, and he was confident that at least one or two bullets would hit Ding Xiu.

Just when the gunshot rang out, Ding Xiu had already moved in advance, he caught the killing intent in Tan Feng's eyes, and with the blessing of the power of the war paint, he found a gap in the absolute dodge from the bullets fired.

"How is that possible?!" Tan Feng screamed in shock.

Ding Xiu stepped down from the steps, his body dodging all the bullets in a very strange posture, and when Tan Feng cried out, he was already standing in front of Tan Feng.

"It's my turn." Ding Xiu said coldly.

Tan Feng suddenly regained his composure at this moment, thanks to his experience of doing "dirty work" for Mr. Ming all year round.

At the moment when Ding Xiu rushed in front of him, Tan Feng fired several more shots at Ding Xiu's head in one breath.

This time, Ding Xiu avoided the bullets with only a small dodge movement, and he pinched the gunfire with one hand and pressed the other hand directly on the muzzle.

"I bet you're out of bullets." Ding Xiu's tone at the moment was very confident, so confident that it gave people a domineering feeling.

Tan Feng continued to pull the trigger, and sure enough, there was only a "click" metal collision sound in the body of the gun, which was the sound of the firing pin hitting the air.

Ding Xiu was very familiar with the firearm in his hand, and he knew the number of ammunition clearly.

"Help!" The body of the gun was pulled by Ding Xiu, and Tan Feng had no way to collect the gun and change the bullets, so he had to turn his head and beckon Luo Sihai for help. He just turned his head, but found that there was nothing around him, and there was still the shadow of Luo Sihai.