And the mouse standing in the upper hand position on the side was a little difficult to look at at this time, and the gossip in his ears was really blocked, and he was a little panicked.

And he saw that the cowards under his hands were besieging and not attacking, and none of such a large group of people shouted to really make a move, many of them were just pretending, after all, it was their own brothers who remembered the old love and would not really kill them.

But this situation is very unfavorable to the mouse, and he senses that the situation is not good, if he continues to consume like this, he doesn't know if Vincent will die first, but if he doesn't do something at this time, I'm afraid he will be annoyed next.

Because he also knows that what he said has too many flaws to withstand scrutiny, if it is really pointed out by the guy who doesn't open his eyes, then the situation may be reversed in the future, and the worst person may be himself at that time.

Knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, the mouse face was ruthless, and he casually snatched the waist knife of the man next to him, and used the cover of the crowd to move quietly, and smoothly touched the position behind him.

On the other side, beside Vincent in the encirclement, Zheng Fang and Zheng Yuan were holding their bosses, and they were still a little tender in the face of this group of tiger and wolf divisions who had drunk blood.

In the face of the crisis, the thighs of the two of them even trembled a little, but at this moment of crisis, they were still unwilling to abandon their boss and leave it alone, which can really be described as loyal.

Vincent was also in pain in his eyes on the side, but he didn't expect to be so down, and the one he trusted most was a pair of young brothers that he had inadvertently saved.

Raising his hand to encourage his brother as usual, but he found that he didn't know what to say, so he stood there in a daze, giving people a very desolate feeling.

"Boss, don't worry, with us, it's definitely going to be fine. Zheng Fang, one of the two brothers, saw that Vincent seemed to be a little disheartened, and hurriedly gave birth to comfort, but what he said at this time may be impossible even he himself realized.

But what can be done, the two brothers are low-strengthened, and what they can help the boss share is only that, and they can't manage the rest, and they don't want to care so much.

"yes, we'll be fine. ”

Vincent turned his head and made a smile that was even uglier than crying with the few muscles on his face that could still be mobilized, and he didn't know how to respond, his mouth was just numb and barely said a sentence in response to Zheng Fang.

There were people all around, all of them were bloodthirsty mercenaries with fierce faces, and on the other side, the atmosphere between the three of them was very delicate, Zheng Fang saw that the boss finally had a glimmer of hope, so he wanted to continue to express encouragement.

Right now.

"Boss, hide!"

Zheng Fang, who turned his head, only saw a snow-white light before standing up to Vincent's back.

......

The crimson blood slid down the silver-white tip of the knife, and the surroundings seemed to have become a bright red world, and everywhere was constantly splattered with vermilion blood droplets, and the unstoppable dark red liquid gushed out from the wound, staining the placket on the chest in an instant.

Vincent, who sat on the ground, stared blankly at everything in front of him, as if it were an illusory reality.

Stretched out his hand and slowly ran his five fingers across his face, and by the time he reached it again, it was already covered in blood.

Vincent stared at his palm, his eyes a little glazed, his mind buzzing at this point, and he had no idea what he was supposed to do. Just quietly looking at the lifeless life in front of me, there is no other emotion in the desire, only the fire in the heart seems to have reached its peak, as if it will be detonated at any time.

"Poof. The sharp blade was withdrawn from the tender tofu-like neck, and the figure in front of him fell to the ground like a lump of mud as if it had been drained of all its strength.

Zheng Yuan on the side, his eyes were open angrily, and he also rushed up desperately to catch the person in front of him to prevent him from being hurt again.

It's a pity that his distance is slightly farther away because of the previous few large dodge movements, and there is no way to rush over for a while, so he can only watch the black and thin figure get closer and closer to the ground.

Suddenly.

A pair of hands with bulging muscles appeared in front of the unconscious Zheng Fang, unusually forcefully supported on his chest, and the owner of these hands was Vincent, who did not know when he would resume his movements.

The blood had blurred his eyes, his body was almost at its limit, and now it was only the belief in his heart that could support his actions.

"Hey, hey. Zheng Fang, who was speechless, looked at his boss who got along day and night in the past, and seemed to be reluctant to leave this world after realizing that he was about to leave this world, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Unable to express his meaning, Zheng Fang could only stare anxiously. Seeing all this, Vincent picked up the hand that had begun to freeze and put it in his palm, and motioned for him to write it by hand.

As if he had exhausted all the strength of his life, Zheng Fang's bloodstained and trembling hands were extremely difficult, and every step he moved was extremely difficult, but he still persevered and persevered until the writing was finished.

Vincent took his hand and put it in front of his eyes, the handwriting in front of him was already clear at a glance, and then he clenched his fists and looked at Zheng Fang with an inquiring look.

Zheng Fang didn't say anything, of course he couldn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then he was like a rag doll that had been broken, lying there motionless, his eyes closed and he never woke up again.

The clenched fist was a little stronger again, and the blood stains in the palm of the clenched palm flowed out from between the fingers, silently arranging the body of his brother, and then stood up, raising his head to reveal a face covered in blood like a demon from hell.

......

The man with the knife is the rat who is lurking in an ambush and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, and he is dodged by Vincent, a lucky guy, who has missed the knife, but he will easily give up if he has aroused his ferocity. Zheng Fang's blood also obviously stimulated him, causing him to raise his knife and rush towards Vincent regardless of it, slashing indiscriminately.

"When. The invincible blade seemed to be resisted for the first time, and a cyan fleshy palm seemed to hit the long knife with an egg, but what people didn't expect was that instead of flinching, the cyan palm grabbed the sharp weapon tightly like a pair of pincers.

Looking at it again, Vincent's appearance has changed greatly at this time, a layer of cyan air flows up and down the bamboo pole-like body, and the muscles of the calves and arms outside the bare building seem to be like the staggered knots of old trees, showing a dark iron cyan, and even inadvertently revealing a metallic luster.

The medium-length hair that was originally tied up was now scattered, swaying out of thin air like a ball of green aquatic plants, and everything looked so unusual.