Chisonev really felt very unlucky. In fact, he was always paying attention to the back. If the other party attacked from the beginning, he would not succeed.

But he cared too much about Xiao Qiang. Seeing that he suddenly became different, he seemed to be in a different way. He was worried about his safety. He rushed over before he could pull out the steel pipe. When the gangsters came out with sharp weapons, he hurried back again, with Xiao Qiang hanging in his heart, distracted and slow to react. He was injured by the gangster who surrounded him from outside the factory. He suddenly became confident and turned into a trapped beast at this moment, falling into a disadvantage and struggling to support him.

"You hold on for a while, I'll put Lin Yi on the back." Xiao Qiang simply let go of the defense, bent down and picked up Lin Yi, and used his body to block the attack that might hurt her.

Chisonev was furious, and the pole in his hand danced like a windmill, forcing the gangsters to retreat far away. At the same time, he felt his physical strength drop sharply and shouted: "You are crazy! I will take you alone, it will be very difficult. You are also burdened. I want to protect you two by myself. You think I am God!"

"At first you asked me whether these kidnappers were going to die or live, why are they timid now!" Xiao Qiang inspires him with words.

His plan to recombinate potassium cyanide failed and he was injured again. Although it was not a vital point, blood kept flowing out of ten wounds, which also took away a lot of physical strength.

Without relying on Chisonev, he really couldn't take Lin Yi away safely.

Chisonev was almost mad and shouted, "Are you blind? Didn't you see me hurt? If you and I were not injured, the girl was in your hands, so I naturally have the ability to take you away. But in this situation, you can only get a knife and not be able to pay it back. It would be great if you can save yourself. You still want to save someone, are you crazy?"

Although he successfully rushed to Xiao Qiang's side, the hooligan who attacked him was also brought over and joined the battle group.

The gangsters saw that he was about to lose energy. While he was constantly teasing, five people were attacking each other in front of him, allowing him to concentrate all his energy directly in front of him and further consume his energy. Qing Zhubiao and another gangster were on the side, and from time to time waved a knife at Xiao Qiang, which made Chisonev had to jump over and block their swords, and then he had to stop the gangsters in front of him immediately.

With blood loss and lack of physical strength, Chisonev began to breathe in a short period of time and his movements were significantly slower.

Qing Zhubiao was next to her sarcastic: "Xiao Qiang, aren't you very arrogant? At this time, you are still so arrogant. In front of so many knives, you dare to say that you can save people. I admire you! I have always admired heroes. You are kind, I admire you very much! When I enjoy your woman, I will naturally return her to you. Why do you have to fight to the death? Seeing you are so anxious about her, have you not done it yet? Hahaha, I want to join her even more. Even if you rescue her, you are my second-hand goods. I am my cheap second-sister! Our eldest-in-law and second-sister are all women's men, and that is a family, and there is no reason to fight to the death, hahahaha!"

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

Xiao Qiang stared at him with resentful eyes: "Qingzhubiao, if I let you get out of here alive today, I will not be named Xiao!"

"If you don't have a surname, what's your surname? Do you want to follow my surname and recognize me as a cheap dad?" Qing Zhubiao burst into laughter again and pointed his target at Chisonev. "Big man! Are you not very powerful? I admire you too if you hit us all! Don't worry, I will never stab you to death with one knife. I will slowly cut you with a knife and cut off your flesh piece by piece. Look at your health, you will not die if you shed so much blood. We will try it later. How many swords can you bear!"

Chisonev had a cold war. He didn't want to die here. Now his physical strength is declining more and more. If he doesn't leave, he may never be able to do it again.

He yelled at Xiao Qiang: "Xiao Qiang, I don't have to save you. Either you leave that woman behind and follow me now, or you just stay by yourself. I'll count three times and you make a decision!"

"No need to say three times! I will answer you now! Xiaoyi and I are going to leave here together!" Xiao Qiang rushed out without any hesitation.

"Then take care of yourself!" Chisonev no longer had any fantasies. He tightened the steel pipe in his hand and planned to rush out.

"Stop him, don't let him escape!" Qing Zhubiao spoke quickly and directed several hooligans to pounce on him, blocking his way out.

This is another hooligan running into the door, and he was venting the air outside, and he was furious: "Boss, hurry up, here is ping-pong, the sound is too loud, this place is not far from the town, and others will hear it!"

Xiao Qiang heard it and was delighted. He immediately took a long breath and shouted loudly with all his strength: "Save people! Help! The gangster is killing people!"

This era is not as philanthropic as he remembers. People have a passionate blood. Even if they see so many hooligans and dare not come out to save people, at least they will call the police, so that they will not be isolated and helpless, and will make the hooligans have some concerns.

He had to remind him that Chisonev would not be desperate to call for help. Although this would be captured by Chinese intelligence agencies, he was defending himself and was deported at most. He would not be in danger of life like now.

Qing Zhubiao was stunned and furious. She slapped her underworld on the face: "I'll fuck your mother! If you don't speak, you will die! Please stop them quickly, and you can't let them call for help!"

The subordinate was stunned by him and it took several seconds to react. He looked at the fierce battle group and was confident that he did not have the ability to knock them down immediately. He looked around. The window had not been installed in place and the power supply was not turned on. He looked at the car crane used to carry the lathe. His eyes lit up and said to Qing Zhubiao: "Boss, I'll go and run the car crane and cover them with a sound!"

Qing Zhubiao looked at the hanging hanging above her head and was also happy: "Hurry up, go right now! Grandma's, just use the lathe you grabbed on the hanging claws to press them all into meat sauce!"

Xiao Qiang and others shouted for help desperately. He was panicked and no longer cared about playing with them slowly. He just wanted to kill them immediately and make them shut up.

He ordered his men nervously and consciously rushed Xiao Qiang and others to the front, wanting to wait for his men to start moving and crush them to death.

With such obvious intentions, Chisonev could certainly see that although he was forced to move repeatedly by the other party, he always carefully avoided the sling and got off the lathe, and only spun under the sling, and then continued to call for help with a high volume.

He has steel pipe protection, and is so embarrassed. Xiao Qiang is unarmed and holds Lin Yi, and he can't stop dodging. He is so anxious that he keeps shouting: "Stop that person quickly, otherwise, even if the crane doesn't kill us, the sound of the crane will cover up our call for help!"

"Shut your mouth!" Chisonev shouted angrily. He didn't want to stop the man, but his physical strength was declining more and more. With his violent movements, blood beads kept throwing out of his wounds. Even self-protection began to become weak, and the wounds on his body increased rapidly. If he hadn't avoided several fatal injuries, he would have been able to let the gangsters break up.

Xiao Qiang also saw his fatigue, knowing that he could not place his hope on him. His mind quickly turned and looked around, hoping to find a way to stop the other party.

At this time, the gangster had climbed halfway up the iron ladder. Xiao Qiang searched in the mysterious space and found something. He looked at the gangster who was still climbing up and gritted his teeth: "It depends on you whether you die or live!"

The rogue alternated his hands and looked at the cab of the hanger. As long as he climbed a few meters higher, he could enter the cab and start the hanger.

Suddenly, his eyes were all the time, about one meter above the hanger, close to the asbestos tiles on the roof, and a pistol appeared from scratch!

pistol?

He thought he was dreaming, so he stared at the roof. After a while, he reached out and rubbed his eyes.

It's really a pistol!

Moreover, the pistol was falling downwards and hitting his face.

He jumped, and he knew that the pistol was small, but it was also an iron lump. It fell from a few meters high, and at least it would have to smash a big bag!

He subconsciously turned his head, and a black thing fell from his eyes. He kowtowed his heels, which made him loose his hands and almost fell from the iron ladder. He quickly wrapped his arms around the iron ladder, and a cold sweat broke out.

The heel is where the Achilles tendon is located, which is very fragile. It is poked heavily by the barrel of the pistol, and a painful current is transmitted throughout the body.

He turned his head and watched the pistol fall on the lathe, making a clanging sound, and it bounced a few shots and landed on the ground.

Very dangerous!

The gangster just finished saying this, and his temple was hurt sharply and he was hit by a cold thing. He fainted, his hands lost their strength, and he was loaded down from the iron ladder.

According to the principle of gravity, when an object falls freely, its speed has nothing to do with its weight, but is related to the resistance formed by its volume to air. When a large and small iron ball is thrown down at the same time, it will also fall under the leaning tower at the same time.

Because the size of the human body is larger than what hits his temple, the hooligan saw something before landing, slowly surpassing his body and falling to the ground first.

And that thing is a pistol, a pistol that is the same as the one he just saw!

This world is so magical. I clearly saw the pistol landing on the ground, but why did it fall from it elusively and hit my temples?

Before his head was intimately in contact with the ground, his last glance was two pistols scattered in different positions...

"It turned out to be two..."

Because he was unlucky, before he fell, his feet hung on the iron ladder, forming a way of falling on his head and feet. Therefore, this idea became his last thought in this world and could not tell others.

Just climbing the nearly nine-meter-long iron ladder, he completed the last part of his life.

This is something he didn't know.

Puff, it's similar to the sound of a watermelon bursting, attracting everyone's attention.

Qing Zhubiao turned his head and looked at the gate. A soft body fell to the ground, his neck was buried in, and he folded it in his chest at a strange angle, as if he was very shy and deliberately hiding himself.

Only the blood slowly bleached from the ground reminded everyone that the gangster did not use this to entertain everyone...

He opened his mouth first, but it was not the first one to call. The first one to scream was one of his subordinates. The guy's voice was so loud that he could almost lift the ceiling. I wonder if this was considered explosive.

OK!

Chisonev's eyes were very focused, and he had no energy to care about anything else, so his steel pipe and a gangster's wrist met in a not-so-pleasing way.

Very straightforward voice.

Replayed in slow motion, the skin of the hand first collapsed under the action of the steel pipe. When it was sunk to the extreme and could not resist this force, the force of the steel pipe directly collided with the wrist bone with the opposite force, and the harder thing won the final victory. Then, the wrist was folded to the side.

At the same time, the power in his hand became an upward force, and the triangular scraper that could no longer be held flew up into the air with this force. After reaching the highest point, it descended under the action of gravity.

The three blood edges of the scraper become gap channels for breaking through the air. Under the air resistance, the triangular scraper, the tail of the knife with greater resistance will automatically tilt upwards. In the posture of the tip of the knife downward, it rubs against Xiao Qiang's nose and inserts it into the middle of Xiao Qiang's feet with a cracking sound.

A trace of blood mark about three millimeters long slowly appeared on the bridge of Xiao Qiang's nose, and the blood beads gradually condensed on the tip of his nose and dripped down...

Xiao Qiang was completely dead. When the scraper fell, he thought the knife would be inserted into his forehead. At that moment, he seemed to have seen a blood-colored vortex circling in the sky.

At this moment, his mind was blank, but he was driven by instinct to touch his nose with his hands.

One hand was blood, but not a lot, and the bridge of the nose was not cut in half, just rubbed.

"Just brushed..." Xiao Qiang said to himself, then looked at the blood on his hands, and his mind suddenly seemed to be fully activated. He had no trouble. As soon as he lowered his body, he held the handle of the triangular scraper. The next second, the scraper went from the real world to the mysterious space.

No one noticed this scene, including Chisonev, who was also stunned on the field.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the pistol on the ground.

gun!

Qingzhubiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

He didn't know when the gun appeared in that place, but since this thing was only owned by Xiao Qiang and the others, it was naturally what they brought in.

Although he didn't know how Xiao Qiang and others brought this thing in after searching, and what method did they use to throw it out and hit his subordinates when everyone was not paying attention. It was even more strange why he didn't pull the trigger, but used this primitive attack method, but none of this prevented him from knowing a fact:

Whoever gets the pistol is the winner!

Without a second pause, Qing Zhubiao shouted, "Stop them!" And his body flew out towards the pistol. In the air, he stretched out his arms and held the pistol in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a severe pain in his abdomen, and the steel pipe that Chisonev threw at all his strength inserted into his abdomen.

The strength of his body seemed to be rapidly disappearing from his body. Qing Zhubiao's throat trembled, and he wanted to say something. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his mouth like a tide, and it was immediately dyed red from below his chest.

"Die together!" The fire of life in Qing Zhubiao's pupils was quickly extinguished. He used all his strength to adjust his wrist and turn his pistol. Just as he controlled his fingers and made a contraction action, a three-edged scraper falling from the air completely divided his face into two halves from his forehead.

There were two white black eyeballs that were flowing down at the same time as the blood.

Qing Zhubiao's body paused and fell to the ground with a bang. The flying dust spread in all directions.

Chisonev has experienced life and death for a long time, and his reflex nerves are tougher and faster than others. Such a terrifying scene did not make him in a dullness for a longer period of time. While other hooligans were still in a daze, he used his last strength to rub his body up, held the wrist of another hooligan with his left hand, and held the three-edged scraper with his right hand, and stabbed the three-edged scraper silently into his throat.

The gangster's power immediately dissipated, his wrist relaxed and slipped down from the hilt. Before the sound of his throat made a creaking sound, Chisonev grabbed the handle of the knife, pulled out the scraper, waved his arms, and slashed through the throats of the three gangsters. When the fourth gangster turned his head and turned to avoid it, he inserted the scraper into his temple.

At this time, the other hooligans reacted. The three hooligans were so scared that they screamed in shock and immediately turned around and fled. The other hooligan was stimulated to have a bloody brain and rushed forward.

Chisonev killed four people in a row, but his strength was exhausted. He could only turn sideways slightly, let the opponent's bone-clearing knife wipe his left rib and cut his skin. Then he clamped the blade with his arm, and his right hand suddenly moved upward, holding the opponent's throat, and pinching it hard. With the sound of the thing breaking, the hooligan's eyes immediately dimmed and fell down softly.

He ignored the body, lifted the knife handle back, and threw it towards the hooligan running towards the door. The cold light flew across the air, slashing the back of the last hooligan.
To be continued...