Fang Xing trotted over and picked up a torch on the way.

When he ran closer, he couldn't help but say: "Lao Qi..."

Xin Laoqi was like a fierce cheetah at this moment. He suppressed his opponent and slammed his right fist on the opponent's face.

The enemy struggled wildly, his legs flicked, and just touched Xin Laoqi's waist. His movements stopped immediately.

“******”

The enemy took the opportunity to strangle Xin Laoqi's neck with both hands, twisted his body at the same time, turned over and pressed Xin Laoqi under him.

His breathing was held in his chest, and Xin Laoqi widened his eyes and felt his opponent's rapid breathing.

Just when the enemy thought he had no power to fight back, Xin Laoqi's body suddenly turned to the left and swung his right elbow.

At the same time, Fang Xing, who was walking around behind, kicked the enemy with one kick.

The elbow was so fierce that half of the man's face collapsed and fell to the ground without any response.

"Old Qi!"

Fang Xing touched a long knife, chopped the man a few times, and then went over to help Xin Laoqi up.
Chapter completed!