When the old man heard the news, a cloud of worry immediately covered his wrinkled old face. He pondered for a moment, then decisively waved his hand: "Lord Protector, retreat."
"Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived. Don't embarrass Brother Fan and avenge your dead brother." Luo Feng didn't know who was coming. He was as cunning as an old fox who had lived for seventy or eighty years.
Zhan Xie has always been a man of few words and few desires, but he also shouted out the difficult words "reinforcements are coming to kill".
The two sides faced each other head-on. In addition to strength, they also competed in military spirit. With the appearance of Zhang Rao's three daughters, the morale of the Momen brothers increased again. Countless gang members became energetic, shouting and fighting hard.
, not only stopped the defeat, but also launched the most powerful pursuit of the enemy.
I saw the flash of swords, blood splattering, shouts everywhere, and people fighting each other everywhere. The gangsters bullied the good and feared the evil, just to bully the few. The killer was knocked down by the brothers of Momen.
After that, a group of people rushed towards me and they were all smitten with swords.
"Kill an enemy and get a reward of ten taels of silver."
This is the price offered by Hongtong, an exciting price.
With the help of this group of gangsters, the battle was over quickly.
After one word (about five minutes now), Luo Feng and Zhan Xie completely cleared the outside of the villa. An old couple and a few defeated soldiers were driven to the first floor of the villa.
At that time, the intensity of the melee inside the main house of the villa was no less intense than outside. It can even be said that the fighting here was much more bloody and cruel than the fighting outside. Broken limbs and weapons could be seen everywhere, scattered on the corridor, and lying on the ground.
Those who wailed**.
Now let’s talk about the battle between Mo Feifan and Qian-faced God. Until now, the three of them have been injured to some extent. There is a half-foot-long gash on Qian-faced God’s neck, and red can be seen all over his body.
There were no less than three wounds on the flesh. Siying was the most seriously injured, and there was no good piece of meat left in her body. The reason why she could still persist was entirely because Mo Feifan was there to cheer her up. Mo Feifan had a fire-remnant armor to protect his body, but
There was a cut on his arm, but nothing else serious.
Inside the house, the female killer named Xiaojuan had fallen into a pool of blood. The Momen side also paid a heavy price - one death, one serious injury and three minor injuries.
After killing the female killer, the situation is now five against one, and the Thousand-Faced God is in a very unfavorable situation.
Seeing that there was no way to continue fighting like this, the Thousand-faced God had no intention of fighting, and hurriedly drew out a few swords, and then retreated. He covered the wound on his neck, walked quickly to the corner of the room, pulled out the chair above and jumped down. This is not
The tunnel that Mo Feifan walked through just now is a new secret passage.
If you don't get rid of the Thousand-faced God now, it will be difficult to get rid of him later. Without thinking, Mo Feifan picked up the hatchet and chased after him.
"Huhu", a beautiful figure jumped in front of him. Mo Feifan took a closer look and saw if it was Siying or someone else.
Almost at the same time, I heard Siying let out a scream. Mo Feifan had arrived at the jumping tunnel and saw a sword stuck in Siying's throat - the sword of the Thousand-Faced God. There was also a sword covering the hilt.
Severed Hand——The severed hand of the Thousand-Faced God.
Mo Feifan held Siying's body gradually weakening, and his eyes suddenly became moist. Siying died without leaving even a few words when he died. Mo Feifan gritted his teeth, and a few words popped out from between his teeth: "I
I want the life of the Thousand-Faced God."
Following the blood dripping on the ground, Mo Feifan quickly exited the tunnel. After exiting the tunnel, he came to the gate of a small garden not far behind Renyi Villa.
This is a very quiet small garden with dense forests, but most of them are ancient trees that are more than a hundred years old. Their branches and leaves are at least five feet above the ground, and there are not many hiding places.
Mo Feifan held the bloody knife and muttered: "Could this be his retreat?"
The two Momen brothers behind him followed him alertly and remained silent. Although the Thousand-Faced God Lord was at the end of his strength, they did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Mo Feifan stopped in front of the small garden door and walked in. The wind blew by, making the branches rustle.
"Brother Fan, look at the blood stains." A sharp-eyed Momen brother pointed at a few black spots on the ground and shouted.
Mo Feifan squatted down, used his fingers to lick the soil at the black spots, put it under his nose and smelled it.
Yes, it smells like blood.
Two sharp gleams shot out from Mo Feifan's eyes, and he opened the door of the small garden.
squeak~
This house is almost the same as an ordinary thatched house. There is dust in front of the windows, knots under the eaves, and the floors on the corridor are rotten. It creaks when you walk up.
The door was still swaying in the wind, making harsh noises.
It was getting brighter, but it was very dark inside the house. The big trees in the courtyard were blocking the sunlight, so no light could penetrate it.
Mo Feifan waited until his eyes completely adapted to the darkness before tentatively walking inside, walking very slowly and very carefully.
Huhuhuhu~
Someone is gasping for breath, who is gasping for breath?
Mo Feifan pricked up his ears and slowly moved closer to the sound of loud gasping. As soon as he got close to the sound, a black figure jumped out and screamed loudly.
Almost out of instinct, Mo Feifan kicked him away.
Wow~
The black figure happened to be kicked by Mo Feifan, and his body rolled on the ground several times before he stopped. The accompanying Momen brothers had quick eyesight and quick hands, and two machetes were already placed on the black figure's neck: "Don't move, you are touching me.
Kill you."
As expected, the black shadow did not move. Not only did he not move, he even raised his hands in fear.
That's right, this man actually has two hands. Who doesn't have two hands? The Thousand-Faced God doesn't have two hands.
Feeling that something was wrong, Mo Feifan took out the fire certificate in his arms and lit it up.
Under the light, a scared and distorted face came into everyone's eyes. Without looking closely, everyone knew that he was not the person they were looking for.
The man kowtowed to the ground three times and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."
Mo Feifan took a deep breath and looked around. As soon as he saw it, the Thousand-Faced God fell at his feet. His neck seemed to have been torn by something, and blood flowed out like running water.
"Ah!" Unexpectedly, the Thousand-Faced God would be lying on the ground. A Momen brother subconsciously exclaimed and took a few steps back. Seeing that the people on the ground were not moving, he bravely stretched out his hand to explore his breathing. Breathing
It was cold and there was no heat at all.
Only then did he dare to put down the thing in his hand and said loudly: "Brother Fan, he is dead."
"Dead?" Mo Feifan was a little confused as to who killed him. His eyes slowly fell on the black figure.
Before Mo Feifan could ask back, the shadow repeatedly begged for mercy: "Brother, brother, I didn't mean to kill him... He came to my house... I thought he was a thief...
...I just swiped him with the sickle...I really didn’t expect to kill him.”