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The axe flew in a beautiful arc through the air, but it was not easy for Yan Yun to obtain a weapon.

In this battlefield, everyone was unarmed. The truck cage was only opened three times, and each time the time was extreme. If they were left in the iron prison, they would only be killed.

The weapon could be said to be equivalent to a protective talisman. Now, only Ke Laosi and the African man had gotten their hands on the weapon.

And now, Chu Sixuan had dropped a long axe. Although the axe was aimed at Yan Yun's side, but would the remaining criminals allow him to kill them after getting the axe? The answer is no.

Not only that, but everyone else had the determination to obtain that long axe. In this battlefield, their lives could disappear at any time. Who wouldn't want to use a weapon as a protective amulet?

The eyes of the three big men closest to Yan Yun revealed a murderous look as they walked around Yan Yun. They did not jump up to grab the falling axe, as they were all people with their heads covered in blood.

Seeing Yan Yun like this, although Yan Yun could rely on his speed to instantly obtain the weapon, that would reveal his own abilities, which was not in line with his initial wish.

But just so others can get their hands on the weapons? Yan Yun obviously would not allow this to happen.

Since he couldn't expose his skill and rely on his absolute advantage to obtain the weapon, Yan Yun began to think of a way to deal with it.

All of these things take a long time to describe, but in reality, all of these happened in a blink of an eye. The speed of the axe was extremely fast, and currently, the distance between it and Yan Yun was less than four or five meters.

Suddenly, Yan Yun made a jump stance, and the other three people immediately became excited. They jumped up together, wanting to attack Yan Yun who was full of openings in the air.

But, when they jumped up, they found that there was no Yan Yun in the air.

Counterfeit actions?

The three of them were unsteady in mid air, they immediately fell to the side. Just then, Yan Yun leapt out, grabbed his axe, and slashed at a big man who was not far away.

Puff!

The sharp blade of the axe pierced through the big sized man's throat, and as he stared blankly, Yan Yun used both of his hands to cover his throat, Yan Yun kicked him away.

Yan Yun's ability to react in time caused a group of handsome men and women to frantically shout out. Seeing Yan Yun standing in the middle with the long axe in his hand, looking at the surroundings and no one daring to step forward, these young masters and young misses became excited. In their eyes, Yan Yun was currently an invincible general.

"FUCK!"

Ke Laosi cursed. A group of people couldn't even kill a skinny monkey, this was unbearable to him.

The others did not dare to go forward, but Ke Laosi was not afraid. The opponent had a long axe, but he had a katana, the blade's edge flickered with a cold light, proving that it was an extremely sharp and genuine sharp blade.

Seeing Ke Laosi stepping up to the stage, this group of young masters and young miss all held their breath, looking nervously at the situation. They sincerely hoped that Yan Yun could slaughter this group of desperate criminals, even if it meant losing money.

Why? Yan Yun's current identity was that of a rich young master, someone similar to them. He had been despised as a skinny monkey by this group of outlaws, as if they had been scolded themselves. They wanted Yan Yun to take their place and sweep this group of arrogant outlaws away.

The battle continued, as Yan Yun used his axe to block Ke Laosi's katana, at the same time, his feet were not slow, he kicked the other party's chest, which caused Ke Laosi's reaction speed to be not slow, at the same time, he retreated in shock.

Even so, Yan Yun's foot still came in contact with Ke Laosi's skin. Although it was just a light touch, it still caused Ke Laosi to stagger backwards and almost fall to the ground.

Although that kick did not hit him, Ke Laosi could still feel the strength of it. If he was kicked, his internal organs would definitely tremble, and at that time, he would bleed internally. In this kind of battlefield, he was not far from death.

"Black, this kid, he's so weird, let's all go together." Ke Laosi shouted to the black sized man in Chinese.

Although he really wanted Ke Laosi to be killed, he had no choice but to cooperate with Ke Laosi at this moment. This was because he suddenly felt a little sad for him.

In a dark corner, while everyone was shouting with all they had, or shouting that it was unfair for a group of people to fight one person, the two people's expressions were calm. Both of their eyes were fixated on Yan Yun who was fighting.

"How is it?" The dark faced man with the ice-cold expression suddenly spoke.

"Even though I am trying my best to hide my strength, but no matter if it is the fluidity of my movements or my techniques, they all seem to have been reduced to simplicity." The speaker was a white man with Russian blue eyes and a high nose bridge. He was definitely a handsome Russian in the crowd.

"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking if you have the confidence to defeat him if you fight him?" The tanned faced middle-aged man said.

The handsome Russian hesitated for a moment before replying, "If I don't use my superpower, I have a fifty percent chance of winning."

The handsome guy from Russia spoke in a very standard Chinese, without any feeling of holding back. He looked at Yan Yun with a calm expression, without a doubt showing his absolute confidence in himself.

"What about you? Hei Long, if you were to go up, how much confidence would you have in doing so? " the handsome Russian asked.

"Cang Ye, you don't have the qualifications to ask about these." Hei Long coldly looked at the handsome Russian Cang Ye beside him.

The handsome Russian guy did not speak, did not apologize or retort, but turned his head as though he did not hear Hei Long's words, and continued to pay attention to the situation.

Even though everyone had surrounded and attacked him together, Yan Yun was not afraid, but his body looked to be in a sorry state, of course, he had done all of this on purpose.

The location of the battle had already been moved from the ground to the top of the iron prison. At this moment, more than half of the men were already lying down.

Everyone in the audience felt their blood boiling hot. Their original cries became much softer, but the hoarse voices that had their throats damaged due to the excessive vibrations was even more clear evidence of their hysterical excitement.

With his axe, he smashed the head of one of the men, causing Yan Yun to look at the remaining two people, Ke Laosi and the black man.

Ke Laosi and the black armored man looked at each other, then jumped off the carriage at the same time. It was obvious that the two did not want to continue the battle.

"FUCK! You are a devil, and only God can subdue you. " The customers could only see that Yan Yun was in danger, but only Ke Laosi and the black man noticed that something was amiss.

Every time he encountered danger, God would not be so lucky. The only explanation was that the enemy did not want to reveal his skills. The danger was something he had created on purpose.

How could Ke Laosi and the black guy still know how to use words like skinny monkey? They wished they could stay far away from Yan Yun.

However, Yan Yun obviously did not agree with their action of wanting to make peace after losing a battle. Laughing softly, he walked towards the two of them with a calm expression.

"Stop, stop! Young Master Yan, we have no intention of letting you fight with them, this was all just an accident. Please stop, I can guarantee that they will not attack you again. " An anxious voice came from the radio.

"Yes!" "Yes, we can make peace. We promise not to attack you." Ke Laosi's stifled Chinese came over again.

Stop talking and make peace?

What have you been doing? Why didn't he say anything when he was being attacked by them? Now he saw that he had won the bet. Speak and make peace? He probably did not want to lose the tools to make money like Klass and the black burly man!

Yan Yun sneered, he glanced at the people who were maintaining order, and then went to the side of the black man, the axe carried with it the might of the wind, as it came crashing down.

The black guy's weapon was the electric saw. It was heavy and inflexible, but when he saw that Yan Yun had attacked him, he could only barely lift his electric saw to block it.

The sound of metal clashing could be heard as the saw and axe clashed. Yan Yun kicked the black sized man in the chest, and then the axe cleaved down once again. This time, the black sized man could no longer block as the axe broke through his chest.

only took a second to finish the black guy off, so Ke Laosi couldn't even help in time. Then, Yan Yun looked at Ke Laosi.

The Ke Laosi now no longer fought. When Yan Yun attacked towards the black man, he already had the urge to escape, but at this moment, he realised that a special passage had been opened. It seemed that the club wanted him to escape this crisis.

Looking at Ke Laosi's escaping figure, just as he was about to step into the passage, Yan Yun grabbed his axe and threw it with all his might.

Puff!

Breaking sounds came out, the axe quickly chased after Ke Laosi, and directly went into his back.

Eh?

Ke Laosi's body stiffened for a moment, blood quickly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and as he stared in shock, he lowered his head to his chest.

On his chest, the tip of the axe protruded. There was a patch of red on it, and the blood was his own.