Chapter 50: Cao Wei Gets Injured

  "I looked at Cao Wei with dissatisfaction and said: Do you know that this is very dangerous? If you get hurt, if we are surrounded, you will lose your life here."

  Cao Wei smiled slightly: "No big deal, one life for one knife, it's worth it." I didn't pay attention to him and looked up at the battlefield. Frowning slightly, although we had more people, but in terms of quality, we were far inferior to Xinyi An's men, already at a disadvantage, slowly moving towards me. The number of people was getting smaller and smaller, finally surrounding me. The opponent had stopped attacking.

  "Mad Dog turned back and said anxiously: Yaoke, you go first, we'll hold them off here for a while."

  Shang Rong heard the mad dog's words and laughed: Want to leave? It's not that easy. Today, none of you will be able to walk out alive.

  Fei Xie shook his plump body and said wildly: You little brat, today is your death day! How dare you think I'll follow you? Don't you see how long my hair is?

  I patted the mad dog's shoulder and walked to the front of the crowd, while Chen Kun, Lao Bian, the mad dog, and Cao Lei followed behind me with long knives in their hands. I narrowed my eyes slightly and said coldly to them: You want to kill me, I'll give you a chance. I stretched out my hand, and a long knife on the ground flew into my hand with a buzz.

  A killing aura spread over me, I grasped the long knife and walked towards them. The tip of the knife scraped against the ground, bringing up a trail of sparks. The hard marble floor was scratched by the knife tip, leaving a three-inch deep gash. When I was ten or so steps away from them, I suddenly flung out the knife, my body closely following behind it, creating a blur of shadow. The knife spun through the air, piercing through the chest of a burly man. I reached out and grabbed the hilt of the knife, lifted my leg and kicked him out with one foot, then pulled out the knife and swung it towards the throat of another burly man beside him. Along with the sound of his fall, fresh blood spurted out.

  "When I killed two of them, they finally reacted and charged towards me with knives in hand. I raised my knife to block the one that was chopping at me and kicked him flying with one foot. With a backhand stroke, I chopped at the other person's neck, and fresh blood splattered everywhere as their head flew off, covering me entirely. Now I'm like a demon god, reaping their lives. As I charged into the crowd, Chen Kun and Lao Bian also killed their way over."

  Time is passing bit by bit, and the people besieging me are getting fewer and fewer. "Big brother, we can't hold on any longer, you go first, and we'll take revenge for Kun Ge later. He's not human, he's a devil."

  Shang Rong's face was expressionless, and he let out a sigh before saying: "All my brothers are dead, Xinyi An is finished, what's the point of me still being alive? Since I started out in my teens until now, I've been through so many life-and-death struggles, so many great storms have passed, yet it ends like this. Let me go with my brothers, when we get to the underworld, we'll still make a name for ourselves. You can leave, no need to stay here and die." The underling who heard Shang Rong's words didn't leave, instead he drew his Tang knife and joined the battle.

  As the last person fell to the ground, the hall was plunged into silence. We stood there covered in blood. Coldly gazing at the dozens of people left on the opposite side, all of them were Fat Crab's underlings.

  "The people of Xin Yi An didn't retreat one step, which made me admire them. At the 'Fei Xie' station, his two legs were trembling non-stop, as if they couldn't support his fat body and would break at any moment. He looked at me with a face full of fear."