Chapter 898: Can’t Keep Me

The shared bicycles in front shook twice instantly, and there were two shocking bullet holes in their bodies.

Yan Huang touched the wound on his waist, his eyes turned cold, and hot blood flowed out from his palms.

He didn't care about this minor injury, he just felt ridiculous that someone dared to assassinate him, the president of the Killer Alliance, and even hurt him.

He sighed lightly: "I have been pampered for too long..."

However, Yanhuang did not suffer too much pain and struggle. His reason told him that if someone wanted to kill him, they were still a group of powerful opponents.

He judged that it must be Dai Hulang's person. At this point, he also realized how scary Dai Hulang was. He had many hidden clues, but he was still ambushed by the Dai family.

If you don't seek survival quickly, not only will you not be able to seek justice, but you will be stuck here forever.

"laugh!"

So Yan Huang immediately took out dry hemostatic powder, which can quickly dehydrate the blood in the wound and quickly form platelets, thus coagulating the wound.

The blood rushing out of the wound was like the Yellow River bursting its banks at first, violently breaking away the blood clots that had just condensed.

But when all the hemostatic powder was blocked, the blood flow became sluggish.

Yanhuang tore up his clothes and bandaged them, then threw away the coat he was wearing.

"Bang bang!"

It caused two more bullets to hit the coat!

Yanhuang took this opportunity to roll out toward another tree, and quickly hid his body in the darkness!

"Ploppap!"

After the gun failed to hit twice, no more bullets were fired. It seemed that he was worried that the sound of the gunshot would be too loud and attract the police on the next street.

However, the countless crossbow arrows that followed made Yan Huang's expression become more solemn.

More than sixty crossbow arrows roared in, and they all hit the side of Yan Huang who was constantly moving, as shocking as weeds.

"Duh duh duh!"

Then, eighteen more axes were thrown over, and the trees as thick as a bowl fell down beside Yan Huang with a crash as the axes continued to fire.

Many railings and stones were also hit by the axe, making a clanging sound and rocks flying everywhere, stinging Yan Huang's cheeks.

After doing four or five somersaults, he slid out behind a tree, grabbed two crossbow arrows, and threw them forward with an indifferent expression.

The two rays of light were fleeting.

"ah--"

With two superimposed low screams, two men in gray fell out from behind the tree, hit by arrows in their chests, and instantly lost their life!

Yanhuang flashed his sword, a meat cleaver, and rushed forward like a cheetah.

His cold face looked like a mountain covered by fog in the night, and his eyes revealed endless determination and murderous intent.

Two men in gray clothes came up from behind and hastily blocked his path. Before they even had a chance to stabilize their position, Yan Huang stabbed him with a backhand.

"Plop!"

Two streams of blood burst out almost at the same time, shining like pearls in the laser light. They both groaned and fell to the ground.

They clutched their throats and waited for death to come.

Yanhuang ignored their lives and rushed through the two of them, enduring the pain in his waist.

Then he pounced, touching the grass like a civet cat, and ducked behind a sycamore tree.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Almost as soon as he dodged, more than a dozen flying knives were thrown at him, and several billboards snapped.

The sharp blade made Yan Huang look solemn.

While his mind was spinning with thoughts, he suddenly stretched out his body and threw himself down. His crouched body was just two inches shorter when a blade of light was swung over his head.

A strand of Yan Huang's hair was shaved off.

He shook his right hand, thrust his sword forward, hooked the spinning flying knife, and then swung it back without even looking.

With a whoosh, the flying knife was reflected back like a sharp arrow.

"Um--"

An attacker who was about to catch the throwing knife screamed and fell away while clutching his chest.

When short whistles sounded one after another from all around, signaling that the entrance and exit of Yanhuang were blocked, a man in black gradually appeared in the night cover.

He was carrying a spear on his back and holding a wine bottle. On the bottle, the word Maotai stood out.

He looked at a tree hiding Yanhuang, with a playful smile on his lips: "Stop hiding, there is no way out, come out and fight."

"Let me see the demeanor of the president of the Killer Alliance. Don't tell you that you are old and can only be a coward."

Yan Huang's eyes turned cold when he heard the spear young man's words, and then his left hand shook with a crisp sound full of murderous intent: "Okay, I'll let you see it."

"After I kill you, I will kill Dai Hulang."

He held the meat cleaver in his hand, and murderous intent continued to accumulate in his eyes.

"If you want to kill Mr. Dai... you must first get out of here alive."

The young man with the spear took out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Yanhuang who appeared from behind the tree. He smiled proudly and said, "Otherwise it's all nonsense."

This sentence is like a signal.

"flutter!"

The young man with the spear suddenly pulled the trigger in his hand, and bullets burst out!

Yanhuang rolled on the spot almost at the same time, with the same clean, swift and silent movement.

The bullet missed!

The next second, Yan Huang stood up and rushed towards the young man with the spear.

"Bang bang bang!"

Although he missed a single hit and Yan Huang's movements were weird, the young man with the spear still kept his mind steady and kept pulling the trigger of his gun at the approaching body.

The gun in his hand burst into flames, which was dazzling and shot out several holes in the flimsy billboards and trees, and a pile of construction debris was scattered everywhere.

Although the spearman calmly fired seven shots, none of them hit Yan Huang's body, and only two of them grazed his clothes.

Yan Huang, who was at a similar level to Ye Tianlong, completely used his speed to tear apart the bullets shot by his opponent, like a ghost, swift and agile.

Yan Huang's eyes were cold with a breath of death.

Looking at the opponent's irregular figure, some regret flashed across the face of the spearman. This guy was really strong, and he should have waited for another group of people to take action.

But he also knew that Yan Huang would not give him time to wait, nor would he let him follow him to the stronghold.

"Dang!"

The distance of more than 20 meters was instantly shortened by Yan Huang. Facing the meat-cutting knife piercing from the laser beam, the spearman threw away his gun and pulled out his spear.

Swing violently!

The meat-cutting knife and the spear collided instantly, and a loud bang stimulated people's eardrums.

Yan Huang fell from mid-air with great momentum and landed on the ground, standing at the original position of the spearman. A flash of pain flashed across his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

There is no doubt that the brute force he suffered involved his wound.

The spearman fell backwards and retreated three or four meters before he stabilized his body, but his chest kept rising and falling and he felt pain, and there was a slight surprise on his face.

Yan Huang looked at his opponent coldly: "With you, you can't stop me."

The spearman smiled faintly: "Not necessarily."

"Puff!"

As soon as the words fell, the spearman fell to the side and lay on the floor.

Yan Huang's face changed, and he also moved his feet to avoid it.