If you want to kill, you must be prepared to be killed.

Wu Xiu, who was wielding the knife, was obviously not mentally prepared for this, and after seeing Jiang Mubai take out the second revolver, he dragged his broken leg to the right side in embarrassment out of survival instinct.

Very decisive, but useless.

The nest of the revolver turned one hundred and twenty degrees in an instant, blasting two bullets into his abdomen.

"Don't kill me!" The person who was shot endured severe pain and was dying, "I can ......"

"Bang!"

Jiang Mubai ended his brief last words with a third gunshot, then cautiously took two steps forward and shot him in the head again.

"Ahem, ahem." Jiang Mubai coughed cautiously, picked up the revolver that fell to the ground and put it back in the pouch, then held the elbow joint of his left arm with his right hand, shook it back and forth gently, and then raised his hand and shoulder sharply, and took the dislocated left arm back.

It's not a good taste, but the pain is a good thing.

The pain means that the person is still alive, unlike the one lying at his feet, who is already dead.

Jiang Mubai put his palm on his chest and groped for a moment, and sighed in his heart.

If you think about it with your toes, you can also know that these two martial cultivators in the enlightenment period are killers sent by Ye Nanfeng. After this time, sooner or later there will be a next time.

There are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent thieves, Jiang Mubai made up his mind in his heart, after tonight, he would turn passive to active, if he couldn't worship under the door of the Juying Pavilion, he would take the part of the "Tianyuan Sword Codex" to wash the Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Washing Pavilion can be regarded as a first-class force in the second domain, and it will not be too ugly. Moreover, maybe Linghu Qianjue has a way to send Jiang Mubai and Jiang Huiyin out of Dingwu.

If there is a choice, Jiang Mubai would prefer to take Jiang Huiyin to live in big cities such as Tianjing, Yedu, and Linhai, although the cost of living is high, the living environment is better and the education level is higher.

Drenched in pouring rain, Jiang Mubai slowly walked back to the pavilion, and after the broken ribs, he did not dare to move vigorously, because the broken bones could cause secondary damage to the internal organs in the chest.

With Jiang Mubai's current activity ability, it will take at least an hour to ride a bicycle back to Xiaoshan District from here, and he does not dare to ride for so long in a rainstorm with visibility of less than 20 meters, let alone take the risk of gambling that "the most dangerous place is the safest place".

Maybe the Blood Knife Gang also sent people to guard Jiang Mubai's residence, they may not dare to kill people in the city, just like Liu Longhu said before, it is not difficult to find a little brother to confess afterwards.

So, can't go back tonight.

Jiang Mubai walked into the pavilion, pushed the bicycle out of the pavilion, thought about it, and pointed the front of the car in the direction where the old black tavern was located.

Lao Hei is a qualified businessman, and he has seen Jiang Mubai's marksmanship. Jiang Mubai believes that he will not be stupid enough to ask for trouble.

"I hope he doesn't." Jiang Mubai whispered to himself, and when he was about to raise his leg to step onto the bicycle, his movements suddenly froze, he put his right hand on the handle of the left wheel, and looked down to count the corpses.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

Including those with knives, there were seven corpses in total.

One less.

………………

Ding Biao covered his left chest and ran wildly in the torrential rain, he didn't know that strenuous exercise would speed up the bleeding from the wound, but he could feel his vitality draining little by little like a leak.

He was terrified, regretful, and at the same time glad.

When he took the money at noon, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and he didn't need them to kill people, so he gave them 200,000 yuan, how could there be such a good money? Unless pie in the sky.

But people always have a fluke mentality, Tong Aqi's explanation sounded quite like that, and Ding Biao and his five brothers were carried away by money and beauties, so they took Tong Aqi's life money in a daze.

As the old people say, there will be no pie in the sky, only traps. The 200,000 yuan given by Tong Aqi to buy his life is not only to buy Jiang Mubai's life, but also to buy the life of their fist gang!

Fortunately in misfortune, Ding Biao was born different from others, he was afraid of the cold since he was a child, and his heart grew on the right side.

Thick clothes can't stop sharp knives, but they can make the wound shallower, and this difference of two centimeters is enough to separate life and death.

After being stabbed in the left chest, Ding Biao immediately covered the wound with his hand and fell forward, pretending to be a corpse. Thanks to this thunderous and lightning rainstorm, he successfully deceived the bloody knife gang Wu Xiu who killed people without blinking, if it was normal, they would definitely think that if Ding Biao was stabbed in the heart, the bleeding rate should be faster after the knife was pulled out of his body.

When there was no movement in the pavilion, Ding Biao's numb and blank brain only gave his body one command: Run!

Ding Biao didn't think about anything, he immediately got up and ran wildly, running a few hundred meters before he remembered that he should ride away the bicycle in the pavilion.

is gone, Ding Biao doesn't have the courage to go back, no matter who survives in the end, there is a chance that he will be killed.

"Ho-ho-uh————"

Ding Biao lifted his legs less and less, he felt that all his strength was flowing out of the wound on his left chest, and his legs were limp, but when he wanted to lift them, they were so heavy that they seemed to be filled with lead.

"Puff"

Ding Biao threw himself forward and fell into a, this time he didn't pretend to be dead, he was really going to die.

In a daze, Ding Biao felt that his body was being turned over.

In the blurred vision, Ding Biao seemed to see a beautiful face, even more beautiful than listening to the top card of Chunyuan.

No, no, no, I heard that the top brand of Chunyuan is a vulgar fan, how can it be compared with such a fairy......

Damn, I look like I'm dying, why are I still thinking about this......

In the rain, a woman with a long skirt reaching the ground let go of the oil-paper umbrella with Xuemei painted in her hand and squatted down to investigate Ding Biao's injuries.

The paper umbrella floats in mid-air after taking off her hand, swaying slightly with her movements, shielding her from the raindrops that blow diagonally.

"Maybe there will be sequelae, so don't be surprised." The woman said, five fingers together, gently brushed Ding Biao's left chest wound, the jade bracelet on her wrist emitted white light, after the fingertips brushed the wound, the half-finger-long wound formed a layer of thin ice, no longer bleeding.

Then, she took out a pill from the delicate and small porcelain bottle and stuffed it into Ding Biao's mouth.

After the pill was swallowed, it turned into a warm current, pouring from the esophagus into the internal organs, injecting some vitality into Ding Biao.

Seeing Ding Biao gasping for breath as if he had woken up from a nightmare, the woman nodded slightly, took out a palm-sized black square that Ding Biao had never seen and held it to her ear.

Is that......

Ding Biao's eyes widened and he looked at the black square in the woman's hand.

That's a mobile phone?

The woman dialed 279 and spoke into the black square: "Hello, there is an injured person here who needs help, please send an ambulance to the old site of Jingshi Nanjiao Park, thank you." ”

Sure enough, it's a mobile phone! How can people who can afford mobile phones walk on the outskirts of the city?

Ding Biao struggled to prop up his upper body and said urgently: "Don't send me to the hospital!" ”

"You're very injured and need to rest." The woman smiled, and slapped Ding Biao's forehead with her slender hand.

Ding Biao's eyes widened, and his consciousness fell into boundless darkness.