In the face of the beast-like wind without a trace, Guojianghu did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest, and took a nine-ring knife from the hand of the Dragon Gang member next to him to greet him, with nine iron rings piercing on the back of the knife, and there was a burst of metal crisp sound between the swings, and the cold blade was exuding with a penetrating knife.

"Wow~"

The two knives collided in the air, bursting out with a piercing sonorous sound, and the huge force surged along the blade towards the wrists of the two men, and both of them retreated four or five steps away.

The Nine-Ring Knife of the Cross-River Tiger is a weapon made of stainless steel, with a very high toughness, and the Wind Traceless Knife is an ordinary machete snatched from the hands of the members of the Dragon Gang.

"You the master, you know!"

The cold light under the eyes of the tiger crossed slightly, and the facial expression became hideous, and he slammed towards the wind without a trace, twisted his toes, his body swirled, and his right arm took advantage of the momentum to exert force, and the nine-ring knife roared out, drawing a piercing wind, slashing fiercely, and going straight to the neck of the wind without a trace.

"Wow~"

The roar rolled, and the two knives collided again, and the sparks exploded violently.

A knife was blocked, and the second and third knives of Guojianghu slashed out, and the speed of the knife was incomparable, as if a bright and cold knife curtain had been formed in front of him.

Feng Wuxi's strength is greater than that of Jiang Hu, but the speed of the knife is not as fast as that of Jiang Hu, and it is in a passive defensive state.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

There were constantly sparks bursting out from the point of contact between the two knives, and in a few breaths, the two of them collided with no less than twenty moves. Speed is strength, Feng Wuxian was forced to greet him, the tiger's mouth cracked, blood overflowed, his arms were paralyzed in an instant, and his body staggered back more than five steps.

"Now I know that I am not qualified to fight with my master!"

The tiger of the river grinned and approached tightly, the speed of the knife accelerated again, Feng Wuxian could not block it all, and those who did not block it left a wound on his body, and in just a moment's work, Feng Wuxian turned into a bloody man, covered with terrifying wounds, and then a kick hit Feng Wuji's chest.

"Bang~"

The wind was like a kite with a broken string thrown backwards, slamming heavily on the ground three or four meters away.

"Brother Feng!"

Xiao Wu and the others rushed over, and helped Feng Wuxi, who was covered in blood, and his face was full of worry.

Although he was being supported, Feng Wuxian still knelt on one knee to barely maintain his balance, his face was in sharp pain, and a large amount of blood mixed with saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"I thought you could kill another twenty or thirty people, but I didn't expect that it would be the lord of thunder and rain, fighting with you, you are not just a little tender." Guo Jianghu carried the nine-ring knife on his shoulder, raised his head and said proudly.

Feng Wuxian wanted to respond, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed up uncontrollably, turning into a large mouthful and squirting on the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that the ordinary members of the Dragon Gang had spent too much energy, if there were no injuries on his body, he was confident that he would be able to fight this Guojiang Tiger, no matter how fast Guojianghu's knife was and how rich his combat experience was, he would have absolute confidence to kill him.

"Kill!"

The little 54 roared angrily and rushed towards the Jianghu, they would never allow others to insult Feng Wuxi.

But they were already at the end of their crossbows, and their physical strength was exhausted to the extreme, and after rushing up, they were cut down by the Jianghu and retreated.

"I don't want to talk about you anymore, I don't want to talk about you."

Guo Jianghu threw the nine-ring knife in his hand to his little brother, then turned around and walked back to the chair and sat down, took a popsicle from the ice bucket again and tasted it, waved his hand, and ordered easily and naturally, "Go, cut off their hands and feet, and then throw them into the sea and let them fend for themselves!" ”

Dozens of members of the Dragon Gang stepped forward like wolves.

Feng Wuxian five people's hearts trembled, and then everyone gritted their teeth, exerted the last bit of strength in their bodies, and clutched the big knife lying on the ground.

Pathetic, pitiful, hateful!

Why is this happening?

Why can't I even find a decent job, for more than a month, they have eaten and slept in the open air, and tasted the sweets and sours of the world, but there is still a hope in their hearts, looking forward to a better future, but in the end, a beautiful future has not come, but what has come is death.

At this moment, they suddenly remembered the prey that had been successfully hunted by them and was dying, but now the roles and positions have changed, and they are no longer hunters, but prey that is at the end of the road and can only be slaughtered.

"His grandmother's, good...... I'm so unwilling......" Feng Wuxian showed a sad smile on his face.

"Why hasn't JC arrived yet?" One gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Feng Wuxian reprimanded him: "Have you watched TV in vain, when didn't JC arrive when the matter was over." ”

Hearing this, everyone bowed their heads gloomily, and it was impossible for anyone to save them.

"Dead hillbilly, Lao Tzu personally sent you on the road, hehehe......"

The bullet-headed man walked in the front, with a cruel smile on his face, and walked up with a knife, he wanted to vent all the humiliation he had suffered, remembering the scene of being slapped by Feng Wuxian that day, he hated it so much.

But at this moment, a figure fell from the sky, to be exact, jumped down from the second floor of the warehouse, bringing up a gust of wind, and then quietly fell between the five people without a trace and dozens of men from the Dragon Gang.

More than a hundred members of the Dragon Gang and Guojiang Hu were stunned for a moment, thinking: Where the did this run from?

The five people of Feng Wuxian were also stunned, although the other party was facing their backs, but they quickly recognized that this was ...... Shawlo.

How did he get here?

Why did he come?

How dare he come!

Feng Wuxian had very complicated emotions in his heart, and after being surprised, his eyes turned red, they were looking for trouble with Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo not only did not hold a grudge, but also repaid his grievances with virtue, and paid for a meal for them by sending charcoal in the snow, and now, Xiao Luo rushed here with a phone call, facing more than 100 people in the Dragon Gang for them alone.

Indescribable touch, indescribable shame, indescribable warmth......

A seven-foot man had the urge to cry for the first time.

Xiao Luo stood on the ground, like a straight pine tree, the bangs on his forehead swayed gently with the breeze, his face was smooth and fair, his eyebrows were slightly rebelliously raised, his eyes were cold and deep, and the whole person exuded an evil aura.

And in front of him, there is a group of dragon gang members who have come back to their senses and are eyeing each other.

"Yes...... It was him, and it was because he rescued a girl JC from me that he found us, and later arrested the bald guys and them all. A man with a meaty face cried out in horror.

If Xiao Luo remembered, he would have recognized this person as one of the members who controlled the children's begging in the first place.