Hui Dong regretted a little, regretting that he shouldn't have used up the iron piece at his ankle in one go when dealing with the blue-cloaked man. He could leave, but the little white cat in the corner was still whimpering and meowing.

Hui Dong also thought about it a few times, no longer paid attention to the little white milk cat, and left directly. But after all, he was a young man who was not deeply involved in the world, and that little caution had already been guessed by the masked man, and the masked man with a dagger in his hand shot a dagger directly. Although the dagger was headed towards Huidong, the ultimate target was the head of the little white milk cat.

Hui Dong can easily dodge, but it is difficult to dodge. I had no choice but to pick up a rotten table leg on the side and swing it at the flying dagger. The speed of the dagger was too fast, and Hui Dong's movements were fast enough, but after all, he was a step slower. The dagger slashed across the foot of the table and landed on the ground. Then, I only heard a heart-rending scream of a little milk cat.

The left front paw of the little milk cat was directly separated by the falling dagger.

The little white milk cat kept neighing, and her voice gradually became hoarse, and then gradually became quieter. Hearing the screams of this little white milk cat, Hui Dong's heart couldn't help but twitch, anger surged, and his eyes were filled with killing intent for the first time.

Hui Dong's figure turned into a ghost and ran towards the masked man holding the dagger. The masked man was proud a moment ago, and when he saw Hui Dong rushing towards him, he couldn't help but be surprised, but then he was happy in his heart. The dagger in his hand turned, he held it back, and slashed towards Hui Dong. Unexpectedly, Hui Dong stepped on one foot on the other foot to borrow strength, and his body changed positions in the air.

After dodging the dagger attack, Hui Dong stepped on it and stepped directly on the opponent's door. The masked man with the dagger in his hand felt that there were dots of stars with phantoms in front of him, and hot blood was flowing from his nose. In his mouth, seven or eight teeth were shattered, and a few of them were directly knocked into his throat by the impact.

The masked man with the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and for a moment he lost his combat effectiveness. Hui Dong landed on the ground, and listened to the screams of the little white milk cat, looked back, and couldn't help but gasp.

The masked man with two guns in his hand picked out the little white milk cat from the pile of debris with a broken gun, and the head of the other short gun was already on the belly of the little white milk cat, as long as he used a little force, he could penetrate the body of the little guy and take the life of this little creature.

Hui Dong stood still, not daring to make any more moves.

Seeing that Hui Dong had no intention of resisting, the masked man with a nine-section whip in his hand shot at Hui Dong like a snake with two nine-section whips in his hand. How could Hui Dong be restrained, his figure moved to avoid the attack of the nine-section whip, and rushed towards the masked man with two spears in his hand.

The masked man with two guns in his hand had seen this thin young man kick one by one, and the two partners were wasted, and his hands trembled slightly, only to hear the little white milk cat let out a heart-rending scream again, its abdomen was cut open, and the blood that flowed out dyed the originally pure white fur red.

It is difficult for tears to flow out of the round eyes of the little white milk cat, and the tongue begins to spit out, I am afraid that it will take in less air and more breath, and it will not be long in life.

Hui Dong's heart was cold, and he was stunned, although he was stunned, it was only for a moment, his eyes were even more angry, and the murderous aura seemed to be condensed into an entity and dispersed, making the two masked people who were still standing feel a cold air in an instant.

Hui Dong's speed this time was amazing, and the two of them only felt that Hui Dong was still in front of them, but in the next moment, Hui Dong's fist had already hit the cheek of the masked man holding two guns. When the fist was about to approach, the masked man with two guns in his hand was already desperate, but strangely, when the fist really hit his face, it was only a slight pain, not to mention fatal, and it was impossible to even hit a bruise.

The masked man holding the nine-section whip in his hand saw that his companion was fine, and once again brandished the silver nine-section whip in his hand and killed Hui Dong. The nine-section whip turned into a silver snake and shot at it again, and Hui Dong's figure flashed and dodged. But the masked man with two spears in his hand was not so lucky, his companion's nine-section whip was riveted and shot out with all his strength, and the masked man with two guns had no time to dodge, and his companion's nine-section whip had already penetrated his chest.

The masked man with two guns in his hand didn't have time to react, and his body fell to the side in a daze, blood kept spitting out of his mouth, and the black scarf covering his face was soaked little by little.

Hui Dong snatched the dying little white milk cat from the masked man with two guns in his hand, put it in his arms and kept stroking, but the poor little creature lost his left claw, and there was an extra cut in his abdomen, and his life was like an oil lamp was about to end, and he had no movement. 5200

Seeing the white little milk cat in his arms looking so miserable, Hui Dong's eyes were moist, and tears couldn't help but fall, hitting the white little milk cat's head.

This picture, not to mention the warmth or misery, the masked man holding the nine-section whip in his hand will not give Hui Dong a chance to breathe. I saw that the masked man holding the nine-section whip in his hand whipped the nine-section whip and threw it again, and the silver two-nine-section whip broke away from his dying companion and threw it towards Huidong again.

Hui Dong's figure moved again, and kicked at the masked man holding the nine-section whip again. I only heard the sound of "bang", and a dagger flew in. Hui Dong was holding a dying white kitten in his arms, unable to adjust his body movements with his arms, and the dagger went directly through the calf of Hui Dong's right leg that was kicked out.

And the masked man holding the nine-section whip also took this opportunity to hit Hui Dong's door with an elbow, and Hui Dong's body floated out like a fallen leaf, and a drop of nosebleed spurted out.

His body slammed against the wall and slipped again, as if his bones were shattered, and the pain was unbearable.

Hui Dong had a sweet throat in his throat, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and what he saw in front of him began to blur a little. He staggered to his feet, and was about to take a step to urge him to flee before he spoke, when the masked man who was about to die reached out and grabbed Hui Dong's left ankle. Hui Dong looked down, his black face towel was already soaked, and his eyes were a little crazy, but also a little excited and proud.

No matter how Hui Dong swung it, his palm was solid and he couldn't get rid of it.

The masked man's eyes remained in the mad man's appearance, his pupils gradually dilated, and his anger had dissipated. But how could his companion let him go, the masked man with the nine-section whip in his hand approached him step by step, and the masked man who had passed out earlier, holding a dagger, also got up from the ground.

Hui Dong looked down at the little white milk cat in his arms who was breathing weakly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, seriously, he was going to die here. Hui Dong gently stroked the little white milk cat in his arms with his hand, his left foot was still struggling, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the pincer-like hand.

The masked man who was holding the dagger was already barehanded, and he clenched his fist and struck with a punch, breaking through the wind and hitting Hui Dong the cheek. Hui Dong was hit hard, one foot was choked again, his body was unstable, he fell to the side, and fell to the ground.

The masked man with the nine-section whip in his hand also walked up to Hui Dong, who ripped off the black face towel, spat at Hui Dong, and then kicked Hui Dong in the abdomen. Hui Dong only felt that there was another sweetness in his throat, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and his consciousness was even more scattered.

It seems that this punch and kick are not enjoyable, and it is impossible to relieve the anger of killing directly, and the fists and feet of the two masked men fell like raindrops. Hui Dong's body was in unbearable pain from the beginning, and gradually numb in the end, and his fists and feet fell, but it was just a matter of times.

Even so, Hui Dong was already curled up, protecting the dying little white milk cat in his arms. His eyes gradually drifted, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.

It seems that he was finally relieved, a masked man, Hui Dong didn't know which masked man it was, and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on Hui Dong's face. Thick phlegm gradually slid down his cheeks, and some of it flowed into his mouth. Disgusting or not, it no longer matters to him who is about to die.

"Boy, you killed one of our brothers and abolished another. It's just that you suffer a little bit of flesh and skin, which is cheap for you. Boy, die······"

The masked man holding the nine-section whip did not finish speaking, but he paused, and then, the body of the masked man holding the nine-section whip slowly fell down, face to face with Hui Dong. Hui Dong's already narrow vision saw the hollow eyes of the masked man holding the nine-section whip, and he also began to drift. Hui Dong's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed.

As Hui Dong's eyelids were about to close, he caught a glimpse of the masked man's chest, which had a cowhide-colored hilt thrust into it.

The color of this sword is familiar······