But they didn't pay attention to Zhou Hui, and all tightly embraced him in the middle.

"Third brother, let's not talk so much with him."

"That's right. Third brother, let's just rush up together and chop him."

Xiang Zuo frowned as he pondered for a long time, "Okay, brothers, follow me." He looked at Zhou Hui and shouted fiercely. Afterwards, he ran towards Zhou Hui, "Zhou Hui, I'll fight you to the death."

The large group of people he had brought along with him rushed over like a swarm of bees.

But to Zhou Hui, his group wasn't much different than last time. It was just that their numbers had increased by quite a bit.

However, he did not put them in his eyes at all. After all, none of them were a match for Zhou Hui alone.

And at this moment, Zhou Hui suddenly thought of something. He couldn't waste too much time with them right now, so he had to hurry back.

Otherwise, that old man from Mu Village would have definitely discovered that he was no longer in the training room.

At this moment, Xiang Zuo and the others had already arrived near Zhou Hui.

With a sudden flip, he leaped into the middle of the group and stood in front of Zhuo.

He grabbed hold of Zhuo, trapping him in his arms while at the same time using his right hand to grip tightly onto Zhuo's neck.

Zhou Hui's speed was so fast that no one had time to react, but when they looked back, they saw that their third brother was already trapped under his hands.

"Zhou Hui, everything is fine. Let me go first, everything is fine." Zhou Hui felt around his neck and felt that Wei Zuo was already sweating because of his fright.

He was disgusted and frowned while glaring at him, "What is there to say? Don't you want my life?" Now I'll give you a chance in front of you. "

He struggled to shake his head at Zhou Hui, "Zhou Hui, I was wrong. Don't worry, I won't make an enemy out of you anymore. Hurry up and let me go."

Zhou Hui sneered, "I can let you go, but you have to agree to a condition. Otherwise, if I use a little more strength, your head and body will probably split."

Zhou Hui didn't even need to remind him. He struggled to keep his head straight as he looked at the group of gang members around them.

"All of you, quickly retreat, quickly retreat for your father," Saying this, he suddenly turned his head to look at one of them, giving him a meaningful look, "Come here."

Zhou Hui saw that this man was the one who helped him translate when he spoke to Zo, so he didn't say anything.

However, Zhou Hui's reaction made him quite satisfied.

"Wei Zuo, I can let you go, but you have to make sure that I can safely escape. I don't know the way yet, and I have no way to leave. You two follow me first, after I leave, I will naturally let you go."

After understanding Zhou Hui's meaning, he nodded his head.

"It's fine, it's fine. No matter what you say, I promise you everything. Let's go, let's go, we're leaving now."

Zhou Hui gave the group of men an obscure look. They met Zhou Hui's gaze and took a step back, afraid that Zhou Hui was looking for trouble.

When they walked a distance away, Zhou Hui also loosened his grip.

Before, there was such a large group of people that Zhou Hui hadn't been worried about anything. Now that there were only the two of them left, Zhou Hui wasn't worried at all.

He kept following the path in his memory.

Meanwhile, the same man also kept his head down as he followed behind Zhou Hui, not daring to say a single word.

Zhou Hui felt that the atmosphere between the three of them was very strange. After walking a distance, he suddenly turned his head to look at Zuo and the man.

He didn't expect to see the two of them looking at each other.

It was unknown what he was thinking.

Zhou Hui felt that there was something wrong with the two of them, but he didn't immediately show it. Instead, he pretended like he didn't know anything and continued to walk forward.

After walking for who knows how long, Zhou Hui saw that there were already houses in front of him.

It looked like it was coming.

After walking for such a long time, he felt a bit hot, so he stopped to fan himself.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a breeze coming from behind him.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw the man following him kicking towards him.

Zhou Hui suddenly became very angry. He frowned and also quickly kicked out, sending the man flying.

At this moment, Xiang Zuo raised his knife and stabbed towards Zhou Hui.

Zhou Hui didn't notice. Luckily, he dodged it and the dagger stabbed into his shoulder.

A sharp pain came from his shoulder.

Zhou Hui grabbed onto Zhuo's arm and pulled the knife out.

Luckily, Zhou Hui discovered it early. The blade had only pierced Zhou Hui's shoulder.

If he had felt that it was too late, the consequences would have been disastrous.

He suddenly understood that it was impossible to guard against.

Seeing that his plan had failed, both Zhuo and the man were scared.

Her eyes looked at Zhou Hui in fear.

Zhou Hui took the knife from him. The tip of the knife was stained with his blood.

He squatted down and looked at him, smiled at him, and said, "Hey, do you think I should believe your bullshit or not? "I actually believed your promise just now in exchange for a red knife."

His forehead was covered in sweat, and he didn't dare to speak.

The man next to him did the same.

Zhou Hui looked at Zuo's left hand. The hand he had used to hold the knife just now was precisely this hand.

He helplessly shook his head. In the next moment, Zhou Hui's eyes suddenly flashed with viciousness, and he directly inserted the blade into Xiang Zuo's left arm.

This time, it was no longer just the tip of the blade, but the entire blade.

Xiang Zuo screamed in pain, his lips turning pale.

Blood was dripping from his arm. He hugged it, almost rolling on the ground in pain.

Zhou Hui stood up and looked down at him, "Wei Zuo, this is a knife that you owe me. Now I'll return it to you. We don't owe each other anything. Next time it's best that I don't see you again."

After he finished speaking, he immediately left without any signs of stopping.

It wasn't until he returned to the familiar street that Zhou Hui finally relaxed.

Looking at the time, it was already 4 in the morning.

He wondered if Kimura had gone back yet.

Zhou Hui still remembered that Mu Village had once asked him about the Qing Gang.

Fortunately for him, he had never known that he was the leader of Qing Gang. He had always regarded him as a rich and powerful bartender who also knew how to mix wine.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to rescue Zhao Ming so easily tonight, and he would have had Zhao Ming guard against taking him as a disciple.

Although he said that it was done on purpose by Kimura.