But he couldn't resist at all, and the moment his neck was severely strangled and fell to the side, Unwin was relieved instead.
There is no need to be dragged to death by this lunatic, An Wen's heart fell instantly.
Ye Jian, who strangled Unwin’s neck with one hand, did not let him relax for too long, and the left hand dagger pierced towards Unwin’s temple like lightning...
Ang Wen, whose neck was strangled to death, had difficulty breathing, and Liu Ning was dragged around his waist. His hands instinctively resisted behind him. Suddenly, severe pain came from his struggling arm. Some sharp weapon stabbed his arm and moved towards...
"Well!!"
Ang Wen struggled with his pupils tightened suddenly, and Liu Ning, who was still tightly hugging his waist with his legs kicking, waved his bloody arms and tried to hold Ye Jian tightly behind him.
His palm is quite big, once Ye Jian's head or neck is clamped by him, the fragile throat bone will be vulnerable to a blow in his palm.
Ye Jian didn't give Aung Win a chance to resist. With a stern look, the dagger she grabbed in the dungeon was deeply pierced into Aung Win's temple.
"Crack!"
The hard skull also failed to stop the sharp dagger tip. The sharp dagger tip plunged into the skull. Unwin’s eyes were bulging, and the sound of rusty iron rubbing the ground from his throat. The moment Ye Jian lowered his head and sent the knife forcefully, he grabbed it with his struggling hands. Staying in Ye Jian's hair, Ang Win, who was dying, launched the final blow.
Stubbornly, he held Ye Jian's hair tightly, and grabbed Ye Jian's temple skin tightly enough that it seemed to break away from the skin of his cheeks.
"Ah!"
Ye Jian's eyes sullenly drank, and the dagger that plunged into Aung Wen's temple was turned abruptly by her twice.
The struggling Aung Win twitched abdomen suddenly, and a breath of muscular chest rushed out from his throat, and the fierce light in his violent eyes gradually lost its luster as his chest stopped rising and falling, but his face remained fierce.
Liu Ning was still hugging An Win’s waist tightly. He became a mechanical hug. Ye Jian used a bloody dagger to cut off the black hair that was tightly gripped by An Win, and it took Liu Ning's hands again. Split from Ang Win's waist.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Liu Ning, with trembling hands, couldn't help coughing. With every bite he coughed, a mouthful of blood poured out of his throat. He fell to the ground and smiled bitterly at Ye Jian: "I'm causing you trouble!"
Gasping for breath, Ye Jian glanced at Aung Win next to her, and held down the gunshot wound on her shoulder, trying to make her voice calm, "What are you talking about, I didn't expect it to be Aung Win, I must know in advance that I will definitely not stay behind." you alone."
"Unwin, a well-known professional killer around Lina, a very hard character, it is difficult to kill him."
Taking a breath, Ye simply sat up with his hands on his knees, "How are you? Can you hold on?"
"Can hold on," Liu Ning tried to sit up and fell back to the ground to lie down. He panted, even after raising his hand, "Thank me, please help me. The car is not broken. We drove to the place where Lina got off. "
The ribs were probably crushed, and the internal organs of the abdomen were also injured. Liu Ning concealed everything and did not intend to tell Ye Jian.
Ye Jian, who got up, heard his voice trembling, and walked over to help Liu Ning, "You wait for me in the car, and Lina will let me solve it."
"No!" In addition to his legs, Liu Ning swallowed the sweetness in his throat, and said Shen: "There is also a professional killer beside Lina besides Aung Win. The ability is not worse than the temperature difference. I and you... …"