After succeeding, Zhao Lei did not stop, he picked up a few firewood that was burning in the earthen stove.

While dodging the pursuers behind, he ran towards the wagon where they stored their goods.

And the people in the back obviously also discovered Zhao Lei's purpose, and shouted to those in front of Zhao Lei to stop Zhao Lei.

And Zhao Lei found that his purpose had been guessed, and he didn't have a dead heart, so he continued to run ahead.

Instead, he turned around and ran back to the tent where he had met the black-faced man, and threw one of the firewood into it.

Behind Zhao Lei, the black-faced man who was about to catch up, after seeing the torch being thrown in, he was so nervous that he couldn't even care about Zhao Lei, so he pounced directly and took the torch directly in the air.

After receiving the torch, the black-faced man was furious, he ran out of the tent with the torch in his hand and threw the torch directly at Zhao Lei.

Facing the angry blow of the black-faced man, Zhao Lei dodged directly, then turned around and stuffed the firewood in his hand into the tent next to him.

Seeing this scene, the black-faced man shouted angrily at the guards around him:

"What are you doing standing stupidly, don't kill this little rabbit cub for Lao Tzu!"

At this time, the black-faced man had already moved his murderous intent, and Zhao Lei obviously touched his reverse scales.

After hearing the black-faced man's command, the guards around them did not dare to slack off, grabbed the weapons in their hands and chased after them.

Facing more and more pursuers around him, Zhao Lei has been cornered.

At this time, Zhao Lei also aroused the courage in his heart, he swept his eyes sideways, took in all the people around him, and then fled to the left.

At this time, the guards on Zhao Lei's left gathered together and wanted to stop Zhao Lei.

Then Zhao Lei changed direction, but fled to the right, and now the person chasing him on his right was less than a zhang away from him, and now he changed direction, but he was caught off guard.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people behind him didn't react, Zhao Lei kicked him out with a straight kick.

Then Zhao Lei followed closely and stepped on his hand holding the knife, and the guard screamed miserably and let go of the knife in his hand.

Zhao Lei picked up the knife on the ground and slashed it on the guard's thigh with his backhand.

Immediately blood gushed out, Zhao Lei didn't want his life, but wanted to use the wounded to drag one or two people behind as much as possible.

Zhao Lei, who was holding a big knife, was obviously a little more courageous, and the brave won when he met on a narrow road.

Zhao Lei can't lose, if he loses, he will die, he has nothing left, only this life.

Zhao Lei raised his hand to block a knife from the guard in front of him, and then even with a kick, he kicked the guard's lower body firmly, and then slashed him to the ground with a backhand.

Taking advantage of Zhao Lei's new strength, the two guards next to him rushed directly to Zhao Lei with knives and slashed at his neck.

Faced with the crisis at this time, Zhao Lei raised his left hand and tried to block the knife of one of them, he could still distinguish between one hand and one life.

As for the knife cut by another person, he did not resist, but directly slashed at his neck.

In the face of Zhao Lei's life-fighting style, the other guard obviously didn't want to die with him, so he withdrew his knife and blocked Zhao Lei's attack.

With the guard blocking Zhao Lei's long knife, Zhao Lei's urgent need was indeed solved.

But his left arm was actually cut by another guard, and a long wound appeared on Zhao Lei's arm.

Blood poured out of it, running down his arm, soaking his clothes.

But Zhao Lei didn't seem to feel the pain, he didn't care about the injury on his arm.

Zhao Lei took a step forward, grabbed the guard's long knife with his left hand with lightning speed, and with a backhand, the tip of the knife slashed across his neck, and blood sprayed onto Zhao Lei's face.

The guard felt a chill on his neck, and then a stream of heat erupted.

The heat sprayed all over his face, and then he knew what it was.

He frantically pressed his wound with both hands, but to no avail, he made a purring sound from his mouth and fell to the ground weakly.

Zhao Lei wiped his face casually, he didn't feel it at all, and then like a mad dog, he greeted those guards by the necks one after another.

And the guards in front of Zhao Lei looked at the blood on his face and his terrifying eyes, and they all showed timid looks.

While resisting Zhao Lei's attack, they retreated backwards, not wanting to stand in front.

At the beginning, Zhao Lei had an advantage by surprise, otherwise he would definitely not be the opponent of these guards, but now he relied on his desperate spelling to make those guards frightened.

And the idea of a large part of the guards is very simple, this caravan is not their own, and now it is not in a desperate situation, just to stop a small thief who has infiltrated the camp, and no one wants to risk their lives.

But after all, they are still the guards of the caravan, so they will block it, but they don't need to care, only they know it.

Of course, not everyone is like this, Zhao Lei was blocked by these guards for a moment, and the black-faced man behind him had already caught up.

He really wanted Zhao Lei's life, after he snatched the long knife of one of the guards.

found the right time, took advantage of Zhao Lei's inattention, rushed out from behind him, and then slashed at his back, and the flesh and blood on Zhao Lei's back turned over.

At this time of crisis, Zhao Lei rushed forward, the long knife slashed through an arc, and then jumped directly into the group of guards in front.

Zhao Lei wanted to take advantage of the large number of people, so that the black-faced man behind him would be afraid and be somewhat constrained.

And this trick is also very practical, the black-faced man looked at the guards in front of him, although he wanted to slash them with a knife, but it was not easy to start.

Because as long as he dares to make a move, he will not be able to stay in this caravan, even if he is old in this caravan, he will not be useful, because no one likes a leader who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

At this point, Zhao Lei is also a little relieved, although the pressure is not small now, if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will be hacked to death, but he doesn't have to face the black-faced man, he still has a chance to live.

The current Zhao Lei is completely opposite to before, where there are more people, he rushes wherever he goes.

And the black-faced man looked at Zhao Lei, and he was about to leave the camp, but these people in front of him could only help.

The black-faced man held back a fire in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and then he seemed to have made some decision, kicked away the guards in front of him, and shouted loudly:

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

The black-faced man's voice was very strong, like thunder on the ground, and these guards also noticed the scene at this time and dispersed, leaving plenty of space for the black-faced man.

These guards were only temporarily frightened by Zhao Lei, so they lost their rules and became like a mess.

And now the black-faced man roared angrily, which woke them up.

They are also slashing blood, not a rabble.

When they saw that they had dragged their feet, they dispersed as the black-faced man had said.