Zhong Xiaofei rushed up like a murderous god.

The expressions of the three strong men changed, but they were still considered strong. After looking at each other, they nodded together, then gritted their teeth and rushed towards Zhong Xiaofei.

They don’t believe in evil anymore. So many people can’t defeat Zhong Xiaofei alone?

At this time, Bai Huning, who had been standing in the distance supervising the battle, turned pale, stared with disbelieving eyes, and breathed out thickly, like a blower.

What a surprise, he never expected Zhong Xiaofei to be so good at fighting!

He brought ten people with him. He originally thought that he would be able to capture Zhong Xiaofei and seize the information, but he did not expect that the development of the matter was completely beyond his expectation. Not only did his ten people fail to capture Zhong Xiaofei, but they were killed by Zhong Xiaofei.

There are only three Baluo left who can fight, and it seems that these three people will have to be brought down by Zhong Xiaofei sooner or later.

Once these three people are knocked down, Zhong Xiaofei will settle the score with him!

However, Bai Huning did not panic, because he had long heard that Zhong Xiaofei was difficult to deal with, so he brought enough people today.

Hear the rapid footsteps,

Five or six more strong men in black ran over. They were standing at the entrance of the alley to watch, but now they couldn't care less.

"superior!"

Bai Huning looked at his watch and said viciously.

These five or six strong men all held sharp folding knives in their hands. After receiving Bai Huning's order, without saying a word, they rushed towards Zhong Xiaofei.

Originally, Zhong Xiaofei thought that as long as he defeated the three strong men in front of him, he would see the dawn of victory. However, when he heard the rapid footsteps and saw five or six more fierce men with folding knives rushing up, he smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, he knew that he would not be able to escape today no matter what.

The fierce fighting consumed a lot of his physical strength. He was panting now. He used the knife and kicked his feet. He no longer had the speed and strength he had at the beginning. The three strong men in front of him were enough for him to deal with, and the five or six new black-clothed men appeared.

The strong man is just adding insult to injury.

In the final result, he will definitely be stabbed down by random knives.

After understanding this, Zhong Xiaofei not only did not despair, but also aroused the fighting spirit in his heart, because he could not die! He still had Wu Yijie, Xiaowei, and Li Xiaoran waiting for him, so he could not die without knowing it.

Here, he has to rush out no matter what!

The strong desire to survive gave him endless strength again.

Zhong Xiaofei roared, his eyes were red, and a folding knife was thrust into his chest. He did not avoid it, but took action like lightning. Before the opponent's blade was about to insert into his chest, he grabbed the opponent's hand first.

The knife's wrist was twisted downwards, and at the same time, he swept his right foot and knocked the opponent to the ground. The folding knife in his right hand took advantage of the situation and scratched the opponent's neck.

The blade flashed and blood flew up.

"Ah!" The strong man covered his neck and fell to the ground, screaming, blood spurting out from between his fingers.

This blow almost cut his aorta.

The other two strong men were frightened and took a step back instinctively holding folding knives, not daring to rush forward.

Zhong Xiaofei rushed towards them and stabbed another one over.

But at this moment, six new strong men rushed in.

The blood and screams at the scene did not affect these six people. Six of them, with six knives, stabbed Zhong Xiaofei together.

Zhong Xiaofei was stuck in a blind corner, unable to retreat or dodge. He could only fight knife against knife, flesh against flesh.

But he is just one person and one sword. How can he defeat six people and six swords?

This is just like when Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, was in Wujiang. Even though he was invincible, among thousands of troops, his power alone was insignificant and it was difficult to turn the tide. In the end, he had to commit suicide.

Zhong Xiaofei is not the Overlord of Chu, and he will not commit suicide, but the situation today is very similar. Although he can fight and kill, he cannot withstand the opponent's overwhelming numbers.

In the distance, Bai Huning clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

Although it was thrilling, it seemed that Zhong Xiaofei was going to die after all.

And he was finally going to get the information.

Bai Huning's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, I heard a loud noise, like a firecracker or a tire exploding.

Then a strong man who was rushing at the front suddenly fell straight to the ground, with a bloody hole on his forehead, and a white tofu-like thing flew into the air along with the blood.

"Bang."

The strong man stared, as if he didn't believe he was dead. His heavy body fell to the ground heavily, raising dust.

And just when his body fell to the ground, there was another bang, and another strong man fell down. There was also a blood hole in his head. The tofu brain splashed out along with the blood and splashed in the air.

There is an indescribable shock.

It's a gun!

When the first gunshot was fired, Zhong Xiaofei and the strong men had not yet reacted, but when the second strong man's head exploded and he fell straight to the ground, everyone understood.

The strong men no longer cared about attacking Zhong Xiaofei, and dispersed in fear, shouting. Although they were gangsters, they were gangsters who played with knives. They were more scared than anyone else when they encountered someone who played with guns.

Zhong Xiaofei stood with his back to the wall. He originally thought that he would definitely be stabbed down today, fighting each other one by one, but he did not expect that the two strong men holding folding knives and about to charge forward suddenly became confused!

The marksmanship is so accurate that one shot to the head is like aiming face to face, but this is an alley with no one in front and behind, and it is impossible for anyone to aim at close range, so it is not a pistol, but a large gun such as a sniper gun.

Only a sniper rifle can shoot someone like this with one shot.

In this Chinese society, shotguns are strictly prohibited, let alone sniper rifles.

So who will be the one who shoots to rescue Zhong Xiaofei?

Zhong Xiaofei was breathing heavily and was confused. He was grateful to have escaped death, but also confused and frightened. He raised his head and looked at the upstairs on both sides.

He didn't see the shooter.

But he knew that the person who shot him must be hiding upstairs.

At this time, the strong men in black who were frightened by the gunshots ran away wildly, not wanting their heads to burn.

Bai Huning turned pale, turned around and ran away.

He is a smart man and knows that someone is holding a sniper rifle and hiding on the tall buildings on both sides. If he stays for a while, his head may explode.

So he must run.

Although the information is important, his own life is more important.

But they couldn't run away, because at the entrance of the alley, a group of darker men in black, wearing hats and sunglasses, held guns in their hands: "Hands up! Don't move!"

"Ding ding ding ding."

Under gunpoint, the strong men in black obediently threw away the folding knives in their hands, and then were handcuffed one by one and put into a van. Bai Huning did not get into the van, but was put into a black

Audi. "Who are you? Who are you?" Bai Huning kept asking with a pale face, but no one paid attention to him. Two men in black roughly stuffed him into the car and slammed the door.

In the meantime, the injured at the scene were all carried away to the hospital one by one. Zhong Xiaofei was merciless today. Half of the strong men in black who fell in front of him were seriously injured.

The two strong men with blooming heads were put into body bags and zipped up with a hiss.

In the process of cleaning up the scene, the people in black moved quickly and turned a blind eye to the blood and brains at the scene, as if they had seen too much.

Zhong Xiaofei was still standing where he was, covering the wound on his left arm with his right hand, watching the man in black clean up the scene, his lips pursed into a straight line, and he was thinking rapidly in his mind.

There was also a folding knife stuck in his left arm, which he never took out.

"Mr. Zhong, are your injuries okay? Please get in the car and we will take you to the hospital." Two men in black came over and did not introduce their identities. They just nodded politely to Zhong Xiaofei and then moved one to the left and the other to the right.

He helped Zhong Xiaofei.

They were tall and had pistols in their waists, and they looked like soldiers at first glance.

They did not identify themselves, and Zhong Xiaofei did not ask.

Because Zhong Xiaofei already knows who they are.

The two men in black were clearly supporting Zhong Xiaofei, but they were actually escorting him.

Zhong Xiaofei couldn't refuse, so he smiled faintly: "Thank you." He covered the wound on his left arm with his right hand and let two men in black help him out of the alley and into a white car.

Zhong Xiaofei's black bag was still hidden in the alley. When he left, he didn't even look at that place.

He only hoped that these men in black would not search the scene, and when the matter was over, he could return here and retrieve the information.

But is it possible?

The man in black will definitely search the scene, which means that the information will definitely be discovered by the man in black.

Zhong Xiaofei smiled bitterly.

It's like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but it's all in vain. When things come to an end, the data is still not saved.

Things have happened and cannot be undone. Now what Zhong Xiaofei has to think about is how to face the next situation?

"Can I make a cell phone call?" After getting in the car, Zhong Xiaofei asked the two men in black with a faint smile.

The two men in black did not answer him immediately. One of them lowered his head to the miniature microphone on his chest and reported in a low voice: "Report, Mr. Zhong wants to make a phone call, please give instructions."

"Okay." A very thin, almost inaudible voice came out faintly.
To be continued...