But compared with the young man Lu Zhongwei, the two of them seemed to be on the same level at all. He rushed up quickly, but Lu Zhongwei took action faster. He leaned back slightly, and at the same time, he lifted his legs and kicked him up.

His footwork was too fast and too sudden. Even if it wasn't Suo Ying, it would be difficult for anyone to avoid his kick.

There was a crisp sound in the earlobe. His kick was hooked on Suoying's chin. The force was so strong that he kicked Suoying's body upwards.

At this time, when he looked at Suo Ying again, his mouth was covered in blood, his eyes were distracted, and he was already confused on the spot. Seeing that Suo Ying was seriously injured, the two white blood brothers in the same team were anxious, and both shouted and rushed towards Lu Zhongwei.

Only they rushed out two steps, and the body that rushed forward was already stopped quickly. It turned out that Lu Zhongwei grabbed Suo Ying's hair with one hand and pulled him up. The scalpel in his other hand pressed against his shoulder, and the blade pressed tightly against his neck.

"You...you let him go immediately, let him go."

Not to mention that the White Blood Brothers' eyes were red with their eyes in panic, Zhao Zhen's bodyguards were also frightened and sweated. Unexpectedly, this person looked no different from a little gangster, and his martial arts were so unfathomable.

He looked at Bai Xue and the others, slowly inserted the scalpel in his hand into Su Ying's neck.

As the narrow blade penetrated, a large amount of blood poured out from the blood groove on the blade. Suoying's body just twitched violently for a few times, and then there was no movement again.

"Suoying", "Suoying", "My brother, my brother."

Watching Suo Ying die in front of him, under the killer's knife, the white blood brothers all had red eyes, and tears flowed down like broken pearls. Their brothers died, and they were partners who fought side by side. In the past, they fought so many storms, but they didn't expect that this time they were trapped in the hands of an unknown young boy.

The two white blood brothers reacted the fastest. They rushed forward quickly, and the titanium alloy steel knife in their hands penetrated the yellow-haired young man Lu Zhongwei's chest.

Lu Zhongwei felt aroused and thought to himself that it was right. Xie Wendong trained his white blood troops into an extremely sharp sharp sword troops, comparable to a special forces.

This sharp knife force has made its mark in the international community in recent years, and it cannot be achieved by luck alone. He sighed in his heart, but he was saying something pissingly angry: "You must be the white blood troops under Xie Wendong. It's really vulnerable and it's really disappointing."

He turned slightly, let the sharpness of the dagger hit the two white blood brothers in the face.

At first, they were ridiculed, but now they were slapped. The two white blood brothers felt a great humiliation. They bullied themselves again and attacked the yellow-haired young man Lu Zhongwei in succession. Seeing that the two brothers could not deal with such powerful characters, two white blood brothers joined the battle group and joined forces to siege him together.

The four white blood brothers joined forces and their combat effectiveness was top-notch. The young man Lu Zhongwei, who was a yellow-haired man, seemed not so easy at this time and began to deal with moves.

Even so, he didn't suffer much.

After seeing the black gold skeleton messenger Xiang Xu fight with Ren Changfeng and Yuan Tianzhong, and then watching Lu Zhongwei fight with four white blood brothers, it is easy to find that their martial arts skills are roughly the same, but Xiang Xu is more superb and his tricks are very strange. He looks like the Central Plains and the Western Regions, and it seems to be mixed with many schools of martial arts. In short, it is very strange and strange.

While speaking, he targeted a white-blooded brother with a slightly inferior martial arts skills. The white-blooded brother was named Wang Zhe.

He handed the scalpel in his hand and stabbed the other party's heart. The Wang Zhe brothers did not dare to be careless, and turned their bodies to the side to avoid the other party's killing move. Before he could take back his leaning body, Lu Zhongwei took a step forward and thrust Wang Zhe's armpits hard with his shoulders.

"Dangling", the titanium alloy dagger in Wang Zhe's hand was shaken away several meters away on the spot.

Without weapons, Wang Zhe quickly pulled out the titanium alloy sword from under his ribs, and staggered backwards while slashing down hard.

The sting of Wang Zhe cut off about one three cents of flesh on Lu Zhongwei's arm. At first, Lu Zhongwei didn't feel anything. After standing for a while, a concentrated pain came from his arm. Lu Zhongwei was quite surprised. He didn't expect that the other party could still hurt him in that situation. He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled and said, "No, not bad, it's just interesting now."

At this time, the other three came over. The three waved the dagger in their hands and rushed towards the enemy with their teeth and claws.

Before the person arrived, the knife reached, and the sharpness of the titanium alloy dagger pierced directly at the opponent's back.

The young man from yellow hair, Lu Zhongwei, seemed to have eyes on his back, raised his legs and kicked Wang Zhe viciously in the chest, kicking the white blood brother who was flying over him back.

The brothers Wang Zhe sat down on the ground with their butts, and the military spear in their hands almost lost their hands. Only Lu Zhongwei made a strange cry, using his limbs together like a beast, pounced on the other three white blood brothers, and the four of them fought together.

At this time, the gunfire outside became smaller and smaller, and the footsteps became louder and louder. Depending on the situation, it should be that the White Blood Brothers had eliminated the bodyguards who formed the second defense and were rushing towards here.

When Lu Zhongwei heard the movement, he realized something was wrong. He quickly got rid of the three of them and climbed down from the water pipe next to the window on the fifth floor. He saw that he used his hands and feet at the same speed as a monkey.

Wang Zhe chased to the window and looked up. He immediately pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger at Lu Zhongwei below. I don’t know if it was Lu Zhongwei’s luck or Wang Zhe’s luck was too bad. He waited for him to emptied the bullets in the pistol magazine, but Wang Zhe was not shot at a single shot.

Seeing Lu Zhongwei landing smoothly, Wang Zhe cursed viciously: "The turtle shrank, you guy runs fast."

"Wang Zhe, don't chase him, just a small character. The big fish we really want to catch is Zhao Zhen." A white-blooded brother said excitedly. Although he sacrificed a brother and injured several people, if Zhao Zhen could be caught, the loss would be within an acceptable range.

Wang Zhe nodded. Indeed, their mission was to capture Zhao Zhen, but it was not entangled with some irrelevant people.

At this time, the twelve white blood brothers in the first echelon also scored in. Several of them were injured, but there were not many in number, which was a big victory.

With these people joining, the remaining bodyguards basically became targets for everyone to practice. After killing them, they looked up and saw that there was no bodyguard in the room who could stand up.
Chapter completed!