Unfortunately, Du Heng was always concerned about Du Biao and seemed very passive.
Du Biao knew that it was just a drag now, and maybe both their brothers' lives would be lost here.
Thinking of this, he suddenly slipped from the sofa to the ground with a plop, picked up a dagger on the ground, and stabbed it into his chest.
In the end, Du Biao did not die in the hands of others, but was killed by himself.
Du Heng was entangled with A Hu and Liu Xiong and had no time to care about what was happening here.
It wasn't until Du Biao fell to the ground and there was a large pool of blood on the ground that Du Heng finally came to his senses. His brother was dead and he chose to commit suicide in order not to drag him down.
Du Heng was overwhelmed with grief and anger, and no longer followed any routine when he made his move.
Ah Hu and Liu Xiong were originally two masters, but they were still beaten by Du Heng and were left in a hurry, unable to parry.
The three men quickly reached the courtyard, and the Du family's thugs hiding in the dark jumped out one after another to help.
Du Heng was already red-blooded, with a posture that would kill anyone who stood in my way, and whoever stood in my way would perish.
More than a dozen people were fighting in the yard.
A few minutes later, it was already a defeat for both sides, and both sides paid a heavy price.
Although Du Heng's arms were awesome, his body was made of flesh and blood. He was also severely injured in many places. The blood kept flowing out, and it seemed that it would not be long before the blood would run out.
"Liu Xiong, let's not fight anymore. Why don't we take a break and have a good talk." Du Heng gasped and shouted loudly.
"Du Heng, we have nothing to talk about. Besides, you are not qualified to talk to us." Liu Xiong replied with a sneer.
No matter how awesome Du Heng is, he is still alone at this moment.
Du Biao is already dead, and Du Heng will never give up. It is better to work hard and get rid of Du Heng, and then he will lose a big enemy.
While speaking, the two sides once again fought.
In the end, they twisted together like a quarrel, and all their internal strength was exhausted, leaving only their own instinctive strength.
At this time, whoever has stronger endurance can persevere until the end.
Someone kicked open the courtyard door, and seven or eight men in black broke in from the outside.
The Su family's thugs on the ground just wanted to come to meet the enemy, but they were all knocked to the ground by seven or eight men in black.
One of the men in black laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it was my young master's clever plan that eliminated his opponent without any effort.
Come on, bring Su Can and Sophie out, we are done tonight."
Du Heng understood, and so did Ahu and Liu Xiong.
But they understood too late that Zhu Feng's men were waiting for them to kill each other and both sides would be hurt before they came out to clean up the mess.
Du Heng looked at Liu Xiong and said with a wry smile: "Martial Master Liu, you are just the mantis hunting cicadas, but unexpectedly the real oriole is behind you, retribution!"
"Du Heng, now we can only put aside our prejudices and join hands." Liu Xiong sighed.
"Hahaha, Liu Xiong, don't you think it's too late now?" Du Heng burst out laughing.
He was laughing, and the men in black had already launched an attack.
Du Heng, A Hu, and Liu Xiong were sworn enemies before, but in an instant they stood in a square formation to jointly defend against the enemy.
Helpless, these seven or eight men in black are all fresh troops, and Du Heng and the other three have exhausted all their strength just now.
The ensuing fight was even more brutal. Du Heng and Liu Xiong were beaten and retreated frequently. However, A Hu ran out of strength and was hacked to death by two men in black.
Du Heng and Liu Xiong were forced into a corner, unable to counterattack or escape, and could only end up being captured without mercy.
The sword in Liu Xiong's hand that was as sharp as iron was knocked down and disappeared.
At the gate of the house, two men in black pushed out Sophie and Su Can.
When Liu Xiong saw the two of them, he felt sad: "Miss, Master, I am useless and cannot protect you. I will follow the old man right now."
As he spoke, Liu Xiong had already taken out his dagger and planned to commit suicide.
A stone flew from nowhere and hit Liu Xiong's dagger.
With a bang, the dagger broke into two pieces.
Liu Xiong looked up to the sky again and sighed: "Oh my god, don't I have the right to die?"
"Liu Xiong, you are the only sensible person left in the Su family. If you die, the Su family will be completely finished." A dull voice sounded above the head, like thunder.
"Who, who is it? If you have the guts, come out." A man in black, wielding a sword in his hand, looked around.
A shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and the sword in the man's hand flew away instantly and fell into the shadow's hand.
"Who are you……"
The man in black's eyes widened and his mouth suddenly opened wide.
Before he finished speaking, his life had ended forever.
The man in black's arm was broken and he fell straight to the ground.
A man holding a sword stood in the center of the courtyard, like a god.
Sophie was held hostage by a man in black. When she saw the black shadow in the yard, she shouted: "Brother Gensheng, I am here."
Yes, the person in the middle of the courtyard is none other than Wang Gensheng.
He also just came from Linshui Fenghuo Hall, together with Long Xiaoyun.
The timing was really coincidental. Just when the people from Imperial Capital International had succeeded and were about to take Sophie and Su Can away, Wang Gensheng arrived.
One man in black died, but there were still seven or eight men in black alive, like wolves and tigers.
Behind Wang Gensheng, a man caught up with him panting: "Mr. Wang, your speed is too fast. I can't keep up with your rhythm at all."
"Long Xiaoyun, at your speed, if you come here, the day lily will be cold." Wang Gensheng replied coldly.
Long Xiaoyun did not comment, still panting: "Can you lend me the sword in your hand?"
Wang Gensheng handed over the sword: "Well, you don't have a sword, so maybe you are not a match for these people."
Long Xiaoyun took the sword, but his target was not the man in black, but directly pointed at Du Heng.
"Long Xiaoyun, what are you going to do?" Wang Gensheng asked in shock.
"Mr. Wang, I want to avenge my two masters." Long Xiaoyun replied, and the sword was already swung at Du Heng.
Du Heng was so weak at the moment that his arms were as heavy as a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift them at all.
The sword in Long Xiaoyun's hand was like a dragon entering the water, piercing Du Heng's heart.
The tip of the sword stirred in Du Heng's heart, and his heart instantly turned into red mud.
Long Xiaoyun knelt on the ground with a plop: "Master, my disciple has avenged you."
In the middle of the courtyard, Wang Gensheng was still confronting several men in black.
Here, Liu Xiong saw that Du Heng was dead and all the men in black were besieging Wang Gensheng. He suddenly took action and tapped several acupuncture points on Long Xiaoyun's back.
Long Xiaoyun fell to the ground with a plop and lost his sword.
Liu Xiong grabbed the sword and rushed in front of Su Can and Sophie. He raised the sword and dropped it, killing the two men in black immediately.