Seeing that Zhang Hao was injured, the expression on his face was extremely excited, and he stretched out his disgusting tongue to lick the blood on the knife.

Bai Lu saw that Zhang Hao was injured and shouted "woo~~", because his mouth was strangled by a rope and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Zhang Hao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes still fixed on Bai Lu.

"Damn, even if this hand is useless, I'm going to save you back!" Zhang Hao endured the severe pain and grabbed a machete on the ground, ready to have a white-knuckle battle with the mustache.

Just as Zhang Hao was about to get up, Xing Di blocked in front of him.

"You can do it with your fists, you are far worse than me when you play with weapons!" As he spoke, Xing Di's nine-section whip rose with the wind again.

Xing Di's nine-section whip is a good game, but the chances of two people fighting a game should be greater, and Zhang Hao followed closely with a machete.

The mustache saw that Xing Di and Zhang Hao's posture not only did not retreat, but also looked extremely excited.

"Yaga!" The mustache let go of Bai Lu, and the knife in both hands was ready to fight.

Bai Lu was tied hand and foot, and jumped like a rabbit to escape from the clutches of the mustache.

"I guessed it, it's really Japanese!" Xing Di leaned over and said to Zhang Hao behind him.

Zhang Hao leaned over and took a closer look, and said with a smile: "No wonder you look so much like a devil!" ”

The mustache seemed to understand Zhang Hao and Xing Di's words, and raised his sword and stabbed straight at Xing Di.

Xing Di's eyes were quick, and he took a step with his left foot into the air, and a flying foot kicked out the sharp dart at the top of the nine-section whip.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Sparks splashed in the air.

The mustache tried his best to suppress Xing Di with his strength, but Xing Di's whip method was as varied as a spirit snake, and he could always dodge the attack of his sword, and the two of them fought like this.

Zhang Hao saw that Xing Di could still entangle with the mustache for a while, so he ran over to rescue Bai Lu.

The rope that bound Bai Lu's hands and feet was cut by a sharp machete.

"Brother, I thought I would never see you again, woo woo woo ......" Bai Lu's aggrieved tears fell again, hugged Zhang Hao's neck and cried.

"It's okay Lulu, didn't I come? You go and get the people in the car out, I'll help Xing Di!" ”

Bai Lu was still strong, she let go of Zhang Hao, picked up a machete from the ground and ran towards the white van.

Xing Di was careless here, and was caught by the mustache for a missed move, and the war knife went down head-on to her eyebrows, but fortunately, she took the nine-section whip back in time and blocked it under the battle knife.

The difference in strength between the two people is very large, Xing Di can't hold out for long at all, and another five centimeters down the battle knife will kill Xing Di.

Beads of sweat ran down Xing Di's cheeks, and she used all her strength to support it.

"Help...... Help! ”

Even if Xing Di didn't ask for help, Zhang Hao was running in her direction.

"Yaga!" The mustache straightened his arms, and the strength of his shoulders was completely poured into his arms.

Xing Di's arm really couldn't support it, and he kept trembling.

"No more!" As he spoke, Xing Di's body sank as soon as he skewed, and when the mustache saw that the opportunity was coming, he swung the war knife into the air with a hideous face, ready to give Xing Di the final blow.

Even if Zhang Hao's speed was very fast, with the distance between him and Xing Di, he would definitely not be able to stop it before the war knife cut off Xing Di's head, but he couldn't watch Xing Di die under the war knife, and when he was in a hurry, Zhang Hao shouted: "Bite him!" ”

The mustache only felt a "whoosh" behind his ear, and a white shadow pounced from behind, because it appeared so suddenly and so fast, it didn't give the mustache time to react, and the white shadow pierced his arm with his teeth, and the knife fell to the oil road with a snap.

"Yaga!" The mustache held the injured right wrist with his left hand, and kept searching around, for fear that the white shadow would come out of the darkness again.

"Buzz, buzz!" The sound echoed between the buildings on both sides of the road, and it made people's scalps tingle to listen to.

Xing Di took the opportunity to roll and withdraw, and Zhang Hao also came to her.

"What's that shadow?" Xing Di leaned over to Zhang Hao and whispered.

Zhang Hao is very familiar with the white shadow, that is, the snow mastiff edamame he released from the pet lattice, although the grade of the edamame is still ordinary, its ferocity has not diminished at the beginning.

Zhang Hao didn't answer Xing Di's words, because he was squinting his eyes looking for the mustache that had run away, it was too dark, most of the street lights were broken, and there were weeds of different heights growing on the side of the road, and behind the weeds were the wreckage of buildings, and it was too difficult to find the mustache with his eyes. ,

Zhang Hao gave an order to edamame with his bracer: "Edamame, sniff!" ”

Although the mastiff's sense of smell is not the best among dogs, it is not a problem to find a big living person, especially a large living person that he has just bitten.

Edamame stopped barking as soon as he received the order, and sniffed intently with his head and nose against the surface.

"Huhuhu......" The mustache held a war knife in his mouth, and ran towards the abandoned building on the left side of the landscape road with his injured wrist in his left hand, looking back to see if Bai Ying had followed as he ran.

Running to an abandoned second floor, the mustache stopped, and he listened to the cry of his life.

"Whew~~~" The mustache patted his chest and let out a long breath, he thought he had shaken off the white shadow.

There was the sound of ......footsteps in the weeds.

"Whew! Airplanes! Edamame barked into the air, reminding his master that he had found his target.

Zhang Hao looked down at the ground, the battle knife was missing when he fell just now, he looked at his arm, and then raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Hehe! Don't do it yet, he's dangerous, he still has a knife in his hand, watch me play with him! ”

"After staying in the lattice for a long time, it's time to come out and move, it's another good meal! Oh go for it! Zhang Hao was afraid that Edamame would be cut with a knife by the mustache, so he secretly sent the giant python to support Edamame.

At this point, the mustache couldn't care about his injured wrist at all, because he cared more about his own life than his wrist.

He was half-squatting and holding the war knife in both hands, making the last resistance, the half-squat position is a good posture for the human body, and it can be transformed into a variety of movements.

At this time, Edamame was crawling close to the mustache, his eyes were close to the mustache's neck, and if he didn't make a move, he would give the mustache the most fatal blow.

The mustache is not an ordinary person, although he did not look back, but his ears heard that something was approaching behind him, as long as the edamame jumped together, he would turn back sharply and slash the edamame into two pieces, one person and one mastiff are faster than the speed, whoever is fast can live, and the slow speed is only a dead end.

Although Zhang Hao didn't know what was happening in the distance, he could estimate that the python had not yet reached the location of Edamame, so he gave an order to Edamame: "Don't move, don't move on your stomach!" ”