At least from Ah Si's point of view, Xiao Zheng seemed to be in a situation where he was being attacked from both sides.
That's right.
He does have the strength to defeat Yamamoto, and can even kill him without getting hurt. But as the former king of killers, Yamamoto is not a waste. In Ah Si's view, Xiao Zheng had to pay a certain price if he wanted to kill Yamamoto. Otherwise, it will take time to wear Yamamoto to death.
But at this moment, Xiao Zheng was not facing Yamamoto alone. Directly behind him, Fourth Master Zhao, who had been dormant for a long time, finally showed his ferocious face, like a beast hiding in the darkness, showing its sharp fangs. Launched a fatal blow to Xiao Zheng.
Looking carefully, Fourth Master Zhao's hands had been put on a pair of gloves made of pure steel. The finger bones are extremely sharp, like the fangs of a tiger, shining with a cold light that shocks the soul. Taking advantage of the wind and thunder, he went straight to Xiao Zheng's heart.
"Yamamoto, I will work with you." Mr. Zhao was running fast, with cold and vicious words coming out of his mouth. "Kill this man."
When Yamamoto heard this, the katana in his hand suddenly surged. At this moment, he had no time to think about why Mr. Zhao had such terrifying strength. There was even less time to think about Fourth Master Zhao’s intention in inviting him to the Pearl. He only knew that this was the best time to kill Xiao Zheng. If he won, he would be able to live a carefree and respected life for the rest of his life. If you lose, even if you don't die, it will lose its meaning.
He wants to fight.
Fighting with Xiao Zheng.
At the same time, how could Fourth Master Zhao not have the same mood
Like Yamamoto, he wants to fight and fight with Xiao Zheng. If he wins, he will not be troubled by anything in the next ten or twenty years, or even until the day he enters the coffin. He can develop his career as he pleases and create his own glory. And if he loses, even if he doesn't die, Mr. Zhao still believes that Xiao Zheng will fan the flames of Lu Dashan and add fuel to the fire like Minister Li. Until then, what future will there be for me? After paying such a high price, how could he be willing to be destroyed by Xiao Zheng alone.
so. He must kill Xiao Zheng tonight.
Buzz.
In front of him, Yamamoto's katana slashed his face.
From behind, Fourth Master Zhao's iron fist came crashing down.
Judging from the situation, Xiao Zheng has been attacked from both sides and has lost his retreat.
but.
When the two men rushed towards him, a strange smile appeared on Xiao Zheng's lips involuntarily. That smile was sarcastic and cruel. It seemed as if they were torturing Fourth Master Zhao and Yamamoto.
But. He was clearly at a disadvantage, so how could he laugh
The moment Ah Si saw this scene, his heart suddenly sank, and he didn't have time to stop Master Zhao's actions. Xiao Zheng has already taken action.
But seeing him raise his blade, he seemed to ignore the attack from Fourth Master Zhao behind him. The sword that covered the sky and sun struck Yamamoto. A precise notch on the katana. Then, the katana in Yamamoto's hand seemed to be shattered in half by some kind of terrifying magnetic field and turned into countless fragments. As for Xiao Zheng's sword, there was no delay in smashing Yamamoto's katana. Quickly, as fast as lightning, it cut through Yamamoto's throat.
Phew.
A pool of bright red blood spurted out. Yamamoto opened his eyes wide and covered his throat in disbelief. Then, he knelt in front of Xiao Zheng in such pain and despair. A large amount of blood gushes out from between the fingers. No matter how hard he blocked it, he couldn't stop the faucet that was like an open tap. My whole body was tight and sexy. A painful groan came from his mouth.
After the stabbing, Xiao Zheng's movements were not slow at all. Turning around, he raised the blade. Under the horrified look in Mr. Zhao's eyes, Xiao swung the blade like a god descending from heaven and severely cut off the right fist that Mr. Zhao had smashed out.
The fist was broken at the wrist, and blood rushed out from the arm like a fountain.
After enduring this cruel blow, Mr. Zhao could be considered a tough guy. He didn't say a word. He just clenched his teeth and swung his left fist, hitting Xiao Zheng in the heart.
As long as this punch succeeds, Mr. Zhao is sure to break Xiao Zheng's heart directly. He was killed on the spot.
However, Xiao Zheng, who always hides his strength and kills Yamamoto just for fun, will let Fourth Master Zhao succeed.
The moment Mr. Zhao came over, Xiao Zheng grabbed his left hand and easily grabbed Mr. Zhao's arm. Then, as Mr. Zhao struggled hard, Xiao Zheng quickly swung his knife. This time, he started from the shoulder more cruelly and cut off the entire arm of Mr. Zhao.
Phew.
When he raised the knife and dropped it, Mr. Zhao's entire arm disappeared. Finally, Fourth Master Zhao burst out into unbearable roars and neighing in pain. Like a trapped animal, wailing in despair.
Fourth Master Zhao, who was licking blood from the knife, broke two arms at once. To him, this was the same as death. However, there was still a trace of clarity in his mind, which clearly told him that tonight, Xiao Zheng would never let go. Live yourself.
Xiao Zheng threw away Mr. Zhao's arm like trash, and then stared indifferently at Mr. Zhao who staggered backwards and fell to the ground with a plop. There was no mercy in his eyes, and he said coldly: "This taste is not bad. Bar."
"Godfather."
Ah Si rushed forward and helped Mr. Zhao who was lying on the ground. He looked anxious and said, "How are you, godfather? Are you okay?"
"Leave me alone." Mr. Zhao turned pale in pain and trembled all over. He used his only broken arm to push Ah Si. "Walk."
Ah Si looked hesitant and conflicted. There are countless brilliance twinkling in the eyes. I don’t know whether to stay or go.
"It's better to listen to your godfather. It's him I want to kill. You don't have to be buried with him." Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of malice.
Xiao Zheng spoke like this, and the contradiction and hesitation in Ah Si's eyes finally became clear.
Yes.
He wants to leave.
The moment Mr. Zhao was injured, he wanted to run away.
But he didn't dare to leave, and he couldn't leave. Because Xiao Zheng was guarding the only intersection, it was impossible for him to avoid Xiao Zheng and leave this damn parking lot. Therefore, he had to show enough loyalty and righteousness to help Mr. Zhao, who was seriously injured and dying soon.
Now, when Xiao Zheng spoke, he didn't hesitate at all. He dropped Mr. Zhao immediately, let him fall to the cold ground, and ran towards the intersection.
However, just when he passed by Xiao Zheng and was about to successfully escape this disaster, his shoulders were suddenly held down. For a moment, he felt as if he had received an electric shock, his legs suddenly became weak and he lost all strength.
"You really have to leave."
A demonic voice came from my ears, cold and gloomy: "I was joking."
Phew.
The sharp blade went straight from his back into his heart, and Ah Si seemed to be unable to hear his own heartbeat anymore. He couldn't even make a sound when he opened his mouth to ask for help. He fell limply into a pool of blood. I will never die with my eyes in peace.