Surrounded by three people, Song Jia is now thinking about only one point, that is, how to escape, these three people are not general, not to mention the ruthless and brilliant Li Xiaodao who can fight with Fugen, a white tiger is enough to make Song Jia annoyed, as we all know, the fighting strength of the white tiger has a certain reputation in Dragon City, and Song Jia may not be an opponent of any of them if he fights alone, let alone three against one.

Song Jia was in a state of mind, Li Xiaodao took the lead in launching an offensive, Song Jia had already prepared, seeing the enemy move, he immediately moved to the right, the target was the white tiger hiding behind Li Xiaodao, Song Jia's move was to capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as he controlled the mastermind White Tiger, he could control the battle.

It's just that it's so easy, Song Jia waved his fist, but the white tiger didn't take Song Jia in his eyes at all, just dodged it slightly sideways, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, he was enjoying the interest of cats and tigers, and Li Xiaodao was flexible and in position, attacking from behind, and stabbing out.

Li Xiaodao is nicknamed the knife idiot, he naturally has a certain attainment in knife skills, this knife is extremely fast, which makes people caught off guard, fortunately, Song Jia expected it to be so, the heel of the center of gravity foot turned, and the left foot bounced out, even in the face of these three fighting strongmen, Song Jia's fist and foot kung fu is still at home, Li Xiaodao is afraid of suffering, retreats, throws off the obstacles, and Song Jia is entangled with the white tiger again.

A series of punches, all smashed on the opponent, the white tiger did not fight back, just defensive, as if he wanted to try Song Jia's skills, when he bombarded the white tiger, his left foot was thrown back at the same time, and he pounced directly on Li Xiaodao in the back impartially.

After forcing the two back, Song Jia took advantage of the situation and fled, just as he rushed out of the gap, the ruthlessness who was not far away and did not make a move, finally took a step forward helplessly, he was a martial idiot, and those who practice martial arts always pay attention to fair duels, three against one is really a bit of a bully, and his personality dictates it, otherwise he would not have chosen to fight one-on-one with Fugen, and angrily scolded the other party when Xing Zifeng made a sneak attack, because he didn't want to make a move, but at this time, the overall situation is important, and Song Jia must not be allowed to escape from here, otherwise all the plans will be in vain.

Cold and helpless flew to intercept Song Jia's way, a high whip kicked Song Jia's neck, Song Jia was attacked, the person has not yet stood firm, has been ruthlessly bombarded several times, Song Jia lost his soul, at the same time, the white tiger finally shot, attacked the other party from the back, and hit Song Jia's back with a whip.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Song Jia flew forward like a kite with a broken string, sat on the ground in embarrassment, and got up when he landed, this is Song Jia's conditioned reflex, but the other party is by no means an ordinary person, any one is also a fierce tiger on one side, the white tiger beat the water dog, kicked Song Jia's chin, and made Song Jia fall to the ground again

People are still in chaos, the black shadow is approaching again, the white tiger rushed forward, and kicked Song Jia's head like he wanted to play football, Song Jia's face was full of blood, and the white tiger laughed and said: "It's like playing football, it's really enjoyable, Song Jia, I didn't think you would have today!" ”

The white tiger kicked excitedly, and was hit in the lower abdomen by Song Jia's straight punch, just repelled the white tiger, Li Xiaodao slashed Song Jia from behind, the offensive continued, Song Jia's back hurt and gritted his teeth, instinctively moved forward, followed by the coldness of the cold mind, I saw him volley up in the air, and the whole foot board was printed on Song Jia's face, knocking him to the ground.

Will the game end there? The three of them were on guard.

I saw Song Jia move again, he reluctantly stood up, but his whole body was already bloodstained and scarred, and his subjective feelings, his head was a little dizzy, his vision was a little blurred, and he began to feel the threat of death.

The three of them went up again, Song Jia barely resisted, but the facts were in front of him, he had no power to fight back, he could only let the other party rub and abuse, he knew in his heart that he would definitely not be able to survive this night, and in less than a few minutes, he was bombarded to a blur of flesh and blood.

At this time, Song Jia thought in his mind that he had to at least pass on the information about who killed him, and he couldn't let the white tiger's trick succeed, so that Chen Rang was misunderstood by everyone in the rivers and lakes because of himself.

What a loyal Song Jia, to this day, what he is thinking about is still the safety of Chen Rang, the son of the eldest brother, indeed for Song Jia, the big guy Chen is not thin on himself, the grace of dripping water, since the spring reciprocates, in the chaos, Song Jia seems to remember the scene of fighting side by side with Chen Ge and others.

In the battle of Jingtian that year, he originally wanted to go, but in the end, because of the interception of the customs and the black card, he was one step late, and he was unable to save his own boss, which has always made Song Jia feel indebted to Chen Ge, how many years, he has lived in self-blame almost every day, and finally Chen Rang's appearance made Song Jia feel that he could finally atone for his sins, but as a result, his death would actually become Chen Rang's biggest stumbling block, which is really providential.

The main attack is ruthless, the white tiger is waiting for the opportunity to raid, and there is a Li Xiaodao outside the battlefield, he still has a short knife in his hand, it is obvious that he intends to aim at the opportunity and bury this predator in Dragon City with his own hands, Li Xiaodao came to Dragon City, he planned to prove to Ding Ercang that he was much more powerful than Leng Wugong, attacking Lin Zhange, and Song Jia with a blade in his hand, could prove this for him, and he naturally took it.

Speaking of the battle situation in the field, there is no room for change, and he is willing to be ruthless with the outnumbered enemies, but at this moment he seems to be numb, punch after punch blasted out one after another, hitting this person who has no deep grudge, there is no longer any reason, the three people in the field are just three inhuman beasts, and death is close to Song Jia.

Dying resistance is people's survival instinct, Song Jia occasionally fought back, but it was just to delay the ending, the white tiger punched down on the back of Song Jia's head, causing the internal blood vessels to burst, Song Jia's expression instantly became strange, the white tiger's movements have not stopped, and he kept slamming Song Jia's head with his fist, and the last blow, the white tiger fought with all his strength, and directly beat Song Jia's head to blood.

Song Jia was hit by a crazy blow, and the pain was so painful that even calling became a problem, covering his head and running around, Li Xiaodao saw that the time was ripe, and stepped forward with his knife, this was the most exciting moment for the three beasts.

Holding the short knife in his hand and rushing forward, Li Xiaodao completely submerged the short knife in Song Jia's body when Song Jia had no ability to resist, and pierced out from the back.

From Song Jia's subjective perspective, the surrounding scenery, people and things all paused in an instant, only a rumbling sound sounded in his ears, he was a little surprised, how easy death was?

He gritted his teeth and insisted, and kicked Li Xiaodao away, the other party still had the ability to break the siege at this time, Li Xiaodao didn't expect it.

Leng Ruthless and the White Tiger just wanted to go up again, but the blood sprayed on their faces, it turned out that Song Jia pulled out the short knife with all his strength, and the blood was still gushing out of his body like a fountain, Song Jia held the short knife in his hand, standing proudly in the field, his expression was more determined than any previous moment.

I'm going to get out of here, get out of here, and tell Chen Rang who is the one who killed me.

This is Song Jia's only thought at the moment.

The surroundings quieted down, and those who had been on the battlefield for a long time understood that this was the eve of another storm, and whether they could break out of the encirclement depended on Song Jia's last deep breath.

After taking a deep breath, the motor nerves of the whole body were transported, Song Jia was like a resurrection, the person rushed forward like an arrow, and the machete in his hand slashed towards the white tiger, and he slashed indiscriminately, as if he was venting his inner unwillingness, I, Song Jia, am not sorry for you white tiger, how can I have ever stopped you from doing business on my territory? When you White Tiger encountered difficulties, how could I, Song Jia, stand by and watch? Fallen into the well? I, Song Jia, have given in everywhere, and I remember your life-saving grace everywhere, why do you want to kill me all the time when you are a white tiger? Is the morality of the rivers and lakes really a pile of shit, smelly, and whoever talks about morality has to ask for their own hardships?

No, it's not a problem! Is this world changing, or is it that I, Song Jia, can't keep up with this era? That's why you're going to be eliminated tonight?

In fact, the rivers and lakes are sinister and you Song Jia understands better than anyone else, but you still abide by the so-called righteousness, in the end, there is this reward, who is to blame, if you don't kill them all, others will kill you all, the rivers and lakes have never been a place to talk about benevolence and righteousness, some are just interests.

Song Jia was ruthless, vowing to protect himself, and had the posture of preferring to be a broken jade rather than a complete tile, and the white tiger temporarily avoided the edge and did not fight with the other party, because he understood that Song Jia at this time was exhausted, and this last counterattack was just a return to the light.

Song Jia attacked the white tiger, suddenly felt the wind in the back of his head, turned around and slashed Li Xiaodao who wanted to sneak attack, dragged and pulled, Li Xiaodao's right arm immediately cracked the skin, and the wound was almost deep to the bone, Li Xiaodao's heart was cold, Li Xiaodao retreated, Song Jia immediately took the road and fled, ruthlessly chasing and intercepting.

Song Jia suddenly turned around and flew out of the short knife in his hand, the knife shot out like an arrow, Leng Ruthless hurriedly braked, dodged sideways, the knife was inserted into the ground, making a burst of sounds, Leng Ruthless understood that if he was slow to dodge, he would definitely be killed by the knife at this time, a person's will to survive can actually reach this point, what kind of strong belief does Song Jia have?

Leng Ruthless was shocked, the white tiger and Li Xiaodao had already chased after him angrily, and they were already some distance away from Song Jia, Leng Ruthless suddenly stretched out his hand, blocked the two behind him and said: "No need to chase, he is so seriously injured, he can't run down the mountain, let's go collect the corpse later." ”

Leng Wuru is right, such an injury, even if Song Jia returns, he will not survive, this Feihong Mountain Peak is five or six kilometers away from the bottom of the mountain, even if he is allowed to run down the mountain, there will only be an ending of excessive blood loss and death.

Besides, the white tiger has been prepared for a long time, and the people under the mountain are all Dongxing's protégés, and they are all guarding the mountain passes, and Song Jia will definitely not be able to escape from this net.

The white tiger made a phone call and asked the brothers under the mountain to search the mountain, to see people alive and corpses to death, and then walked to the unconscious Bai Yang and said, "You saw everything?" ”

Bai Yang, who was originally pretending to be dead, didn't dare to pretend to be dead anymore when he saw the living Hades-like figure asking, first nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head sharply.

"Are you willing to mix with me in the future and play around this inland port area?" White Tiger asked.

Bai Yang nodded vigorously, that is, now the white tiger let him eat, in order to save his life, he will definitely eat very happily, he is used to licking blood from the knife edge, not afraid of death, but more and more afraid of death, dignity This thing, maybe the poor and the rich have it, but in the eyes of Bai Yang now, even if there are all, the dignity of the rich is also a lot more expensive, the poor can't stand the weighing, he just happens to belong to the kind that can't stand the weighing, and Song Jia is going to die tonight, he is indeed a good boss, but there is no need to die with him.

The white tiger tossed him a cigarette and said, "Whatever I smoke, my brother can smoke." ”

Bai Yang, whose passion and blood have long been wiped out by the rivers and lakes, actually had the urge to cry at that moment, the white tiger did not teach him the great principles of life like Song Jia, nor did he speak boldly like in film and television, but he just gave him a cigarette, but he wanted to work for the second person besides Song Jia for many years.

"Master Bai, I know what to do tonight." Bai Yang took a puff of his cigarette and said something meaningful.

The white tiger asked, "What should I do?" ”

"It was Chen Rang who killed Brother Jia tonight, and you are here to save Brother Jia, no matter who asks, this is the answer." Bai Yang replied.

"Those who know the times are handsome."

The white tiger looked into the distance, unable to see his expression clearly, he suddenly picked up three cigarettes and inserted them on the ground, lit them and said: "Song Jia, you can go, I will not let you die in vain, with your step, I can take the first step in the inland port area, and I will toast you the best wine every year today." ”