Pang Xifeng pulled Zhang Ya downstairs and vans. Looking at Qin Dahai, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips.

He tore open the tape on Zhang Ya's mouth, and Zhang Ya, who was finally able to speak, shouted in pain: "Brother Dahai, go quickly, Brother Dahai, I beg you to go quickly."

Qin Dahai coughed or two, which affected the injured person who had just been beaten by a crowd. Blood even kept coming out of his mouth. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Pang Xifeng, and said, "Do you want my life too?"

"Not bad." Pang Xifeng looked at Qin Dahai with his eyes greedily and said, "Yang Ji and Yang Tinglan both said that you must die. As long as you die, everything is fine. Don't you want to protect this woman? I will let her go, and I will be generous."

Qin Dahai's face became a little weaker, and his eyes were flickering fiercely. It was indeed those two people.

He took a deep breath and said, "Let her go, I will give you my life."

"No!" Zhang Ya shouted loudly: "Brother Dahai, I don't want you to die. Brother Dahai, I beg you to leave quickly. Brother Dahai, I'll give you you, I beg you..."

"I'm the one who's sorry for you." Qin Dahai said with a little apology: "Xiaoya, Brother Dahai said he would protect you, but he didn't do it."

Zhang Ya suddenly burst into tears. The pain in her heart was far more painful than the two knifes on her neck. This was a heart-wrenching pain, not for herself, but for the brother Dahai in her heart.

Pang Xifeng laughed a few times. The knife in his hand was very sharp, and he kept waving it, saying, "Don't play this game. I don't have much time. Just like you said, there are still many people who don't want you to die in my hands. Get started quickly. As long as you die, I guarantee this woman can live well."

"Give me a knife." Qin Dahai stretched out his hand and said, "You can't let me kill myself with your fists, right?"

Pang Xifeng looked left and right and found that Qin Dahai was indeed bare-handed. Without thinking too much, he threw the sharp knife in his hand to Qin Dahai. Zhang Ya was so excited that she stopped him loudly, but Qin Dahai ignored him and took the knife, he said in a deep voice: "I hope you can keep your promise."

"I will." Pang Xifeng said excitedly.

Qin Dahai took a deep breath and a wry smile appeared on his face: "It seems that I can't escape my life in the end."

"Brother Dahai... I don't want to live even if you die. I beg you not." Zhang Ya's trembling tears kept falling, and she begged in pain: "I beg you."

"Do it!"

Pang Xifeng excitedly reached out his hand to cover Zhang Ya's mouth, and roared at Qin Dahai. Qin Dahai took a deep breath, picked up the knife and put it on his neck. Zhang Ya was excited to see this scene, and actually opened her mouth and bit Pang Xifeng's fingers. Pang Xifeng was staring at Qin Dahai excitedly, but there was no chance of reaction. He immediately shouted and slashed Zhang Ya's neck with his other hand.

At this time, Qin Dahai shouted coldly. The cold shout was full of energy. How could he still have the previous state of exhaustion? Pang Xifeng suddenly felt a sudden heart: "Oh no!"

Buzz.

The sound of the knife sounded.

But this is not his knife, but a flying knife.

The flying knife was quick and fierce, heading towards Pang Xifeng's eyebrows. However, Pang Xifeng had been walking countless times in the field of life and death. Facing this killing blow, his body quickly retreated a few steps. When he subconsciously wanted to take out his own knife, he heard Qin Dahai's cold voice sound in front of him: "Do you want to take a knife, right? I'll give it to you here."

Pang Xifeng reacted and looked up at Qin Dahai standing in front of Zhang Ya with his knife in his hand. He was no longer as weak as before. Instead, he was energetic and his combat power was obviously at its peak. He couldn't help but curse: "Bastard, you cheat me!"

"From the beginning, I knew you were following me, but I didn't expect you to be so unbearable." Qin Dahai sneered: "It's a blessing that you came out early, otherwise I would be really hard to kill Li Kun!"

Pang Xifeng was stunned when he heard this. He stared at Qin Dahai and said, "You... you plot against me..."

"To thank you, I will leave you a complete body!"

Qin Dahai weighed the knife in his hand, and his face turned horizontally towards Pang Xifeng and rushed forward.

Pang Xifeng, who was bare-handed and fist, dodged in embarrassment. Seeing Qin Dahai's murderous intent firmly, he shouted: "Qin Dahai, there is no benefit for you to kill me. It is worse than you and me to cooperate to achieve better results in the dusk boxing match. How about it?"

But Qin Dahai kept silent at this time.

The knife in his hand is becoming more and more tricky.

Qin Huayang likes swords, both big and flying swords are unique. He has visited many masters who use swords. In addition to polishing dozens of wars, he has long had several mature sword techniques. Perhaps because of fate, Qin Dahai also has a special liking for swords. He is very skilled in flying swords. Now he is using this machete, but he is no less than a master who has been practicing hard for twenty or thirty years.

In a short while, Pang Xifeng had a few more holes on his body. Even though he was not weak, the damage he caused to Qin Dahai was far less severe than that he had. He was anxious in his heart and was trying to stop Qin Dahai, but Qin Dahai refused to turn it back until he finally sent the knife into his neck. Qin Dahai said, "I won't kill you, I'm sorry for myself."

"you..."

Pang Xifeng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the second word. He lay down on the ground, but his own knife was stuck in his neck.

After solving everyone.

Qin Dahai finally breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed the nerves that had been tense in his mind, turned around and walked to Zhang Ya. Looking at Zhang Ya's pear blossoms in the rain, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Look at how you cry, your face turned red like black tea."

"Brother Dahai..." Zhang Ya shouted excitedly and threw herself into Qin Dahai's arms, crying and said, "I'm so scared, Brother Dahai, I'm really so scared."

While untiing the rope on her body, Qin Dahai wiped the tears from her face and smiled relaxedly: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you. I also want to drink the black tea you bought for me. Let's go home now, no one can do it in the future..."

He didn't finish his words, just like Li Jun's endless words before.

Zhang Ya suddenly pushed Qin Dahai away frantically, and a gunshot suddenly rang out, and the blood bursting from her abdomen dyed Qin Dahai's originally cool eyes red.

"I want your life!"

Looking at the killer holding a gun that suddenly appeared not far away, Qin Dahai shot out seven or eight flying knives with both hands. The killer who killed Zhang Ya by mistake was a little annoyed that he could not kill Qin Dahai. He originally planned to shoot the second shot, a flying knives had already stabbed into his shoulder. Although the bullet was still shot, he would always miss Qin Dahai.

"Damn it."

Feeling a chill in my eyebrows, the killer exclaimed in his heart, and there was no sound forever.

Hurryingly hugged Zhang Ya, Qin Dahai looked at the continuous flowing of blood in his abdomen, reached out to pat the important holes in front of her, and watched Zhang Ya gradually lose her bloody face, he said in a deep voice: "Xiaoya, don't worry, even if King Yama comes in person, I will save your life. No one can take you away, and no one can do it!"

Yang Ji! Yang Tinglan!

I have to wait for the blood to pay!
Chapter completed!