"Be careful!" Du Mengmeng finally got up, and saw Xu Wuye copy something from the table and smashed it towards An Mingchen.
It was the pistol without bullets just now.
An Mingchen grabbed the barrel, and the knife in his hand also stabbed at the opponent at the same time.
However, at the same time, Xu Wuye kicked his knee.
"Ah -" Du Mengmeng screamed.
When An Mingchen knelt down, Xu Wuye squeezed his wrist and slammed his gun on his head.
She only saw An Mingchen being pressed to the ground by Xu Wuye and smashed with the handle of a spear.
He still held the knife tightly in his hand, but couldn't move forward an inch.
Du Mengmeng rushed forward and threw herself on Xu Wuye's back, trying to twist his neck, but was pushed away by Xu Wuye and fell to the ground.
"An Mingchen...it's a pity..." Xu Wuye contended with him, because his position had the upper hand, he pinched his neck with one hand, "I wanted to kill you a long time ago, but I couldn't find a chance... this time you Bring it to your door..."
The tip of the knife in An Mingchen's hand is right in front of Xu Wuye's eyes, but he has lost his momentum.
"Go to hell, you incredible fellow..." Xu Wuye hit a cruel hand, trying to break his neck.
At the moment he exerted his force, a gust of wind rang from his back.
Xu Wuye's huge body suddenly shook, and before he could react, there was a similar sharp sound. It was the sound of a knife cutting through the air and the sound of a sharp knife cutting flesh.
Xu Wuye released the hand that was holding An Mingchen, and touched his back with his backhand.
He only touched Cyclonus's blood.
An Mingchen didn't move any more, nor did he take the opportunity to make up for him. He just looked at Xu Wuye, the blood splattered on his shoulder, and the knife marks he had been split from his neck.
He was also shocked by the two sword shadows just now...
Xu Wuye still wants to look back, but it is no longer possible.
The two knives were precisely cut in the same place on his back, from his shoulder to the neck...splitting his whole person in half, severing his large arteries and his internal organs.
Xu Wuye fell to the ground, and the man who held the lifeline of Anjia Sea in his hand, fell like this, and the dark blood beneath him quickly spread on the ground like overturned red paint.
Behind him, Du Mengmeng stood with a katana in his hand, covered in blood.
She threw the knife, and An Mingchen rushed over.
An Mingchen sat up and caught her almost at the same time.
He patted her on the back, holding her trembling body, "It's okay...It's okay..." He kept comforting her softly.
Du Mengmeng felt that his breathing was almost gone.
I don't know if it was because of the horror of seeing Xu Wuye trying to kill An Mingchen, or the shock to my heart by cutting people in half with his own hands.
After not knowing how long she spoke, her voice was small and weak, "I thought...I thought he was going to kill you...I can't let him kill you... so I want me to kill him!"
She shouted the last sentence almost hoarsely.
"I know, I know..." An Mingchen soothed her, rubbing her blood-splattered face with her sleeve, "I know, it's okay... kill and kill, and I have killed many people. You can also kill a lot of people, there is no need to be afraid of me..."
Du Mengmeng trembled and nodded, "If you say you are not afraid, I am not afraid."
"Go and clean up," An Mingchen kissed her on the forehead and face again and again, regardless of whether there was any blood in it, "I'll contact someone."