Chapter 962

It was not very convenient for Xiao Yan to hold the window guard in his hand. There were more machetes, and the left and right sides stabbed in one after another. Before and after that, Xiao Yan had already roared and smashed the protective window in his hand at the people coming up behind.

The window guard was not light, and Xiao Yan's strength was so strong that he immediately knocked over a group of people.

But the rest of the people poured up, and the machetes in their hands greeted him one after another.

Xiao Yan stepped on the Youlong step and quickly avoided the front machetes. When he took the wrong step, the dagger in his hand was drawn to the side.

Puff

After a sound of blood gushing, three big circles covered their necks and slowly fell to the ground.

Xiao Yan's eyes did not squint, and there was another mistake at his feet. The dagger passed through his ribs and was stabbing the man behind him in the abdomen.

After he pulled it out, he turned around to avoid a few machetes. The dagger in his hand also kept picking, stabbed several people's tendons, and suddenly they cried miserably with their wrists in pain.

"Let's stick to the idea, let's die!" a leader behind the group suddenly shouted.

Xiao Yan suddenly looked over there. The man hid behind the man and waved a machete in his hand. The people in front of him rushed towards Xiao Yan one after another.

I little interesting!

Xiao Yan suddenly shook the Constantin watch, and the wire flew out and wound around the top of the street lamp on one side. Then he swung up and flew directly over the top of the big circle.

As he flew, he stepped quickly. Many people fell to the ground. Some people took machetes and poked them. Xiao Yan kicked them on the back of the knife and kicked them upside down.

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the man, who had already noticed and prepared. Standing in a lunge, holding a machete in his hand, he cut it according to Xiao Yan's leg.

Good knife!

Xiao Yan did not look at the leader who made the knife, but was noticed by a knife in his hand.

Damascus knife!

This is a Damascus knife made of Uzi steel ingot. It is covered with Muhammad's grain. It is simply a work of art. This is impossible to see in China, except in the open sea.

These big circles run everywhere. They are commonly known as airborne soldiers. They go wherever they have a task. More people come into contact, more places to go, and more good things in your hands.

Is there any reason why Xiao Yan doesn't get what he likes?

He lifted his foot and stepped on the back of the knife. The old Dayton felt that the blade was heavy and couldn't lift it at all. It seemed that it was not a person but a mountain that was pressing on it.

Ah

After a long stalemate, he roared and wanted to use all his strength to overturn Xiao Yan. But this time it was easy, and because of too much force, the back of the knife fell directly to his face.

But he also had some strength under his hand. When the back of the knife approached his door, he finally stopped. A slight sigh of relief and a happy face.

But just then, one foot had flown from his head, and he instinctively took a Damascus knife to resist. That foot shook slowly, and the other foot was right in his face.

Bang, the nose bone of the leader of the big circle is broken, the blood flows long, and there is a clear shoe print on his face.

The man stumbled backward. Xiao Yan also took the opportunity to clamp the Damascus knife with his feet. With only one twist, he twisted the famous knife from the man's hand.

"You can't even hold the knife tightly. You don't deserve to use it!" Xiao Yanyi picked her foot and the knife flew in, which was grasped by him.

He also took the opportunity to flip to the ground and just landed next to the leader. After the man fell, he didn't dare to stop until something bad happened. He rolled and climbed and wanted to go.

Xiao Yan had already raised his Damascus knife and cut it down.

Ah

Xiao Yan overestimated Murong Xiaoxiao's bearing capacity. In this bloody scene, she couldn't help crying out.

Suddenly, everyone noticed her. Because here, in addition to some repressed screams, only her voice is the sharpest.

"The boss is dead, but the idea is there. If we catch the idea, we can go back to work." when someone reminded us, all the big circle boys rushed in the direction of Chu Kuang.

Xiao Yan wanted to kill their heads, which was a shock to each other. They would hesitate or simply retreat.

Unexpectedly, Murong Xiaoxiao suddenly made a noise, which made him become active and passive.

He threw the wire again. The wire hung on the top of Murong Xiaoxiao's head, and then he flew up.

He squatted as if he were an ape with arms. One hand was raised high and hung with metal wire, and the other hand was down, holding a knife and slashing fiercely.

The Damascus knife passed through the crowd and cut several people's scalp at once. Suddenly, a creepy scream came from below.

Some people reacted and raised their knives to cut. Xiao Yan turned left and right, picked one, lifted one, and cut one area. He had put several machetes away and cut several of the big circle's fingers.

Although he was fast, someone came to Murong Xiaoxiao's side faster than him and had already reached for the bamboo basket.

Murong Xiaoxiao kept screaming inside, which was different from her filming. The blood everywhere had a strong smell of blood.

He couldn't believe the consequences of falling into the hands of these people. Seeing that they were more and more fierce, he scared her all over.

But just as a big circle was about to catch the bamboo basket, a cold light flashed, and then the big circle fell to the ground.

Murong Xiaoxiao saw it clearly. There was a dagger in his neck. It was Xiao Yan's dagger. He stabbed many people with it just now.

Against big circle, this overseas criminal gang. Xiao Yan showed no mercy when he shot. Even if he wasn't a killer, he was a heavy hand.

A man in front fell down, and the people behind immediately hesitated. Taking advantage of their hesitation, Xiao Yan had somersaulted down and stood on the bamboo basket lightly.

With a bloody Damascus knife in his hand and a blood stained Zhongshan suit, he was expressionless. In the face of dozens of outlaws, he stood tall without fear.

This is the real style of everyone. The following big circles are deeply impressed by it.

They looked at each other hesitantly. Finally, they all clenched their teeth and shouted, "the money we want is at his feet. We can't take it away until we kill him. Don't retreat. Rush forward. I don't believe he can stop it!"

"Kill!" the gang didn't return. They rushed up again for money. It can be seen that the Commission for their task this time is very rich.

Unfortunately, the person they met was Xiao Yan, a perverted Xiao Laojiu known as the God of fire.

Facing dozens of people, he still raised his familiar evil smile at the corners of his mouth, flew into the crowd, and swept out in front with his Damascus knife.

Ah

There was a scream, one after another.