Qi Ming rushed over and stabbed Dangzhi with a watermelon knife, instantly eliminating several people surrounding Qin Xiaofei.
Dozens of his men followed him closely, covering his back.
As for Yu Ruoshuang, it was just as Qin Xiaofei guessed.
But this woman is not a rose with thorns, but a rose with blades.
She was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket, with cold light flying up and down in her hands. Within a moment, dozens of people fell to the ground.
Although Fatty was injured before, he is now as strong as a tiger after Qin Xiaofei's treatment just now.
I saw him knocking a Hongmen disciple to the ground with one punch, then picking up the Hongmen disciple and swinging the windmill directly.
Several people who were close were instantly knocked away.
As soon as they joined the battle group, the number of people surrounding Qin Xiaofei instantly decreased.
As for Qin Xiaofei, while dodging the attacks of the Hongmen disciples, he casually took away one of them with one move.
Not only was he unscathed, but he also had the energy to pay attention to Qi Ming and their side.
A dozen people from Qin Xiaofei's side fought fiercely with thousands of Hongmen disciples. Regardless of winning or losing, this battle was destined to be an epic battle.
After a fierce battle, hundreds of Hongmen disciples fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.
Qin Xiaofei's momentum also temporarily suppressed these Hongmen disciples.
They all hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
But this also gave Qin Xiaofei and the others some time to breathe.
Although Qin Xiaofei was safe and sound, Qi Ming and others were more or less injured.
After all, there are so many people on the other side, so just being injured can be considered a blessing.
But Qi Ming and the others were all out of breath, their hands and feet were almost weak, and their strength was obviously insufficient.
Qin Xiaofei glanced at several people:
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
Qi Ming nodded: "Okay, why not? It definitely works!"
The fat man also said: "How can a man say that he is not good?"
After saying that, he rushed out again.
I saw the fat man rushing into the crowd like a heavy tank, holding in his hand the two baseball bats he had just snatched and converted them into maces, and smashed them randomly.
In an instant, he smashed the heads of several people who were close to him and made them bleed. They kept wailing.
Qi Ming, on the other hand, led his men to follow Fatty to cover him, and killed all the Hongmen disciples who wanted to attack from behind.
Qin Xiaofei did not hold back any more, and the Hongmen disciples killed instantly were bloody and bloody, making ghosts cry and wolves howl.
For a time, no one among the Hongmen disciples dared to approach Qin Xiaofei.
After another round of fierce fighting, hundreds of Hongmen disciples lay here forever.
But Qin Xiaofei was still safe and sound, and Qi Ming and the others could barely hold on to this wave.
Seeing that thousands of his people could not do anything to Qin Xiaofei and a dozen of them, Mr. Hong suddenly gritted his teeth in anger.
However, he also saw that the other people were exhausted and might not be able to stand any longer.
So he gritted his teeth and said:
"Qin Xiaofei! Now you just need to kneel in front of me, and I will let you guys keep your bodies intact."
After hearing this, Qin Xiaofei smiled and said:
"Why don't you kneel down for me now, and I will send you down immediately to reunite with your son."
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity that you, father and son, would become lonely ghosts and not be able to reunite."
After listening to Qin Xiaofei's words, Mr. Hong became furious.
He never expected that Qin Xiaofei could be so arrogant at this time.
Simply unbelievable.
In his opinion, Qin Xiaofei and the others are just trapped beasts still fighting.
As long as he continues to consume like this, Qin Xiaofei will definitely die from exhaustion of energy.
So he roared angrily:
"Kill them and tear them all into pieces! I want them to be buried with my son!"
A group of Hongmen disciples rushed forward again.
At this moment, this world is like Shura Purgatory, extremely tragic.
Qin Xiaofei, on the other hand, went back and forth killing a few of the nearly a thousand people without even blinking.
Everything on his body was stained red by the blood of these Hongmen disciples, and his whole body looked like the god of death returning from hell.
However, Qi Ming and his team clearly lacked stamina, and most of them were already out of balance and on the verge of collapse.
Although Qin Xiaofei's killing was overwhelming, they could only stand back to back and defend passively.
The Hongmen disciples also noticed that Qi Ming and his team seemed to be weaker, and they all gathered around them.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Ming was accidentally kicked to the ground and fell to the ground.
When the Hongmen disciples saw such a great opportunity, they rushed forward and prepared to take the opportunity to stab Qi Ming to death.
Qin Xiaofei, who had been paying attention to their side, of course would not let such a thing happen. He suddenly appeared next to Qi Ming and uttered four words in a cold voice:
"Cun Jin, open the sky!"
I saw Qin Xiaofei punching the chest of the Hongmen disciple who was about to chop Qi Ming from a very short distance.
"Bang!"
This Hongmen disciple's chest instantly collapsed into a big pit, and his back arched up in an extremely unnatural way.
The person had already made no sound.
This force penetrated his body and beat a dozen people within a fan-shaped area behind him to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
After knocking back everyone with one punch, Qin Xiaofei quickly turned around and shouted:
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
Qi Ming, who was saved again, looked at Qin Xiaofei with a grateful expression.
However, a trace of tragedy flashed unconsciously in his eyes:
"Mr. Qin, it seems that we can't get out this time. If I can fight and die here with you, I will die without regrets."
Hearing this, Qin Xiaofei glanced at the endless crowd in front of him and said with a sneer:
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you will be fine. Even if we really can't get out, none of them will leave alive."
These words are extremely arrogant. No matter whether I can get out or not, none of you Hongmen disciples will be able to get out.
When Mr. Hong heard this, he immediately sneered:
"Haha, Qin Xiaofei, you are still talking shamelessly at this time. You are as ridiculous as a clown."
"Today you all have to die here. I will definitely avenge my second brother and my son."
After that, he waved his hand again and ordered everyone in Hongmen to kill them again.
As the people of Hongmen were attacked one after another, even Qin Xiaofei gradually became unable to hold on.
The most important thing is that Fatty and the others have exhausted their last strength and are almost giving up.
"Haha, fat brother, I guess I'm going to die. We will be brothers again in our next life."
Qi Ming now felt that his heart was almost about to beat out. Although he kept panting, his lungs still felt like they were about to explode.
Moreover, my hands and feet have become so weak that I can hardly walk or lift the knife.
The watermelon knife was fixed on his hand with a cloth strip just now.
Otherwise, I would definitely be unable to lift it now.
"Brother Ming, I'm almost done. I haven't given you the cigarettes I bought you last time. You can't leave first."
The fat man was almost in the same situation, but he was still smiling and joking.
"If you two want to die, can you go and die together?"