Before Lang Xiao's words could be completely finished, he pushed Qian Feng away. Qian Feng could only hear a few tail sounds spinning in the wind. Then, the headlights lit up behind him. Lang Xiao's face was as deep as water. Regardless of the blood flowing down his arms, he calmly pulled out the double-edged sharp knife, pursed his lips tightly, and swung it silently, stabbing a bandit who was catching up with a big hole. Then another knife, and the other bandit who followed closely also had a clear end.

Lang Xiao temporarily forced the enemy to retreat, and hurriedly pressed his right arm that could not stop the blood. He took a breath. As soon as he looked up, he noticed several dark gun barrels next to him with his aftertaste. There was a faint flash of fire inside. He thought it was not good, so he shrank his body and quickly lowered his head. In the next second, there was a continuous "puff" sound on the wall, and bullets were bouncing around the wall, dust was flying.

Lang Xiao coughed twice because of the smoke and dust. He looked at the bullet holes that were dotted on the wall in fear, and shrank his neck with palpitations. He just hid behind a bunker when his opponent's next attack arrived.

The opponent seemed to have expected his action, or the purpose of the bullet was to force him into this small space. In an instant, the subwoofer roared and the engine sounded. A motorcycle with white headlights flashed roared and crashed into the place where he was hiding!

Lang Xiao's pupils shrank. In order to avoid bullets, he just happened to be close to the corner of the wall. There was a cold wall behind him, and there was no time to retreat. The double-edged sharp knife in his hand was not as good as a car. He saw that there was nowhere to retreat and was about to be squeezed to death by the motorcycle. Suddenly, something hit the front wheel of the motorcycle in the darkness, and just hit the front wheel of the motorcycle. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the two-wheeled bike at the high speed lost balance, swayed, and rushed forward and threw it hard to the ground. The motorcycle wheel was idling, and the bike on it blew and trampled into the hard wall. Life and death were unknown, and blood flowed endlessly. Only two arms were left to pull the wall that stuck his neck.

Lang Xiao's pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned around. Qian Feng, who had just run away, actually returned, looking at the slumped-down motorcycle rider with a look of pride. He got a few stones from somewhere, threw them out one, and held two in his hand!

A decisive look appeared on his pale face, "Long Xiao, don't say anything more. Do you really think I'm easy to bully? After all, I've been in MI6 for so many years, I've given it for nothing. I'm really embarrassing to MI6. I don't need this big stone to deal with you!"

The expression on Lang Xiao's face was a bit unspeakable. Looking at Qian Feng who was weak, he wanted him to run quickly. Then the Jade Buddha Head of Tianming Hall must be more important than Lang Xiao's life, but he stammered his lips, but he didn't have time to say anything. A louder engine sounded immediately. The motorcycle left the ground with a single wheel, making a roar of almost a beast. Other motorcycles followed suit, as if ghosts and monsters were all out of the hole. Qian Feng used the same trick again. Unfortunately, he was not a professional player. The two flying stones missed their heads. The next second, Qian Feng's hand was left with bald calluses, and he had no choice.

Qian Feng instinctively raised his hand to block the dazzling headlights, and was so heavy that he was rushing to death, he was also a little sad, a little frustrated and guilty. For his grudges, he repeatedly took his anger on innocent people, and involved all those who had nothing to do with this matter, including Lang Xiao, who was about to fall into a coma on the wall. He fell into the trap like a fool, and probably implicated others.

Lang Xiao's collar was stained with blood, and the wounds on his body were shocking. He panted and unbuttoned the buckle on his chest with some difficulty, revealing the scars on the horizontal flesh. However, these scars were a little strange, neatly arranged, as if the wolf's eyes were a touch of solemnity and order. Although they were neat, their ruthlessness was undoubtedly revealed.

"Bah!" Lang Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood with a forceful mouthful of blood, and stood up with a double-edged sharp knife, with a hint of determination in his eyes. He felt that the person in front of him slowly appeared in a heavy shadow. He bit his tongue and forced himself to force himself to use his last life to fight a bloody path with the eternal sword.

At this time, just as Lang Xiao was about to sacrifice his life, a sharp and short whistle sounded out of thin air. He shrank his pupils a little hard, thinking it was auditory hallucination.

Then, the scream continued like a breath, with three muffled sounds. The heroic motorcycle riders fell off the car in a mess the next second and hit the ground hard. The motorcycle lost its owner and turned around on the wall next to it. The brave and warlike wolf riders finally arrived!

These well-trained wolf riders, like countless wandering souls, walk among these bandits who are like wolves and tigers, and sometimes they will make one person lie down. On the long street, you can only hear one after another of the broken arms. Kakakakakakakakakakaka, the bandits' contempt and arrogant shouts and scoldings are gone, and a fearful atmosphere gradually spreads out as more and more people fall in the field.

Some of the outermost bandits responsible for surrounding this claustrophobic space have begun to sneak away. "Ticticaca———" The silent sound of bone breaking sounds, as if they were fighting. There was no King of Hell in this world, but the bandits still felt that the sound of these broken sounds were like the little ghosts who were seeking their lives beating the drums in ruthlessly and indifferently. They gradually lost the courage to continue fighting. Looking at the wolf rider's eyes that were as devouring as a jackal, they felt even more retreating.

Lang Xiao looked at the jumping shadows and let out a heavy breath, "Today's situation is solved." At this moment, a motorcycle rider let out a sharp whistle, raised his knife and quickly solved his companion who could not get up. The familiar gecko broke his tail without leaving a single survivor. The remaining bandit with strong limbs fled along the pre-planned path. Under the cover of those walls, they designed a perfect path out of nothing.

Lang Xiao half-squinted his eyes, looking at the bandits who were quickly retreating like a tide, and sighed weakly. Their paths were calculated very accurately, and it was obvious that they had been planning for a long time. If it weren't for Lang Xiao's keen insight and constant vigilance, and the rapid arrival of the wolf cavalry, all of this would be a perfect and calm assassination, without any leakage...
Chapter completed!