Final Evolution Tracing! The Origin of the Crisis! Chapter 7: Anti-Sweep

As soon as Sheyan stopped, it was as if a dam had stood in the darkness of the night, trying to keep the enemies in place. The Chinese website was blocked by him, and a few gangsters who were rushing in front stood still. They were all second-rate traffickers who sold fans. They were good at cheating, but they didn't have the guts to risk their lives. However, a few brainless ones pushed him away and rushed forward.

Fang Sheyan bent down and picked up half of the bricks in the mud. Without even raising his eyes or moving his feet, he directly beat the heads of the guys who came up to him with blood. The guy with the most serious injury was knocked off. His half-mouthed teeth accidentally bit off half of his tongue, and his mouth was immediately filled with blood. His screams were all muffled, and from then on his words became tongue-tied.

At that time, he was very upset that he was really unlucky. If he had just been a little faster, he could have hit the head of this guy and got a bonus of flying clothes. But later he realized that he was definitely not unlucky that day, but was completely lucky. !

The remaining muddy water and blood on the bricks were mixed together, slowly flowing through Fang Sheyan's palm, and then dripping on the ground. The cold rain fell from the sky, greedily sucking the human body temperature.

Fang Senyan, who knocked down four gangsters with just a few moves, was as calm as if he had just chased away four flies. He said slowly: "Where is Hua Shanxi?"

No one answered him. Seven or eight gangsters surrounded him in a fan shape. The four gangsters were groaning in the mud under his feet, but they had no strength to get up. However, a gap opened in the human wall in front of him, and two of them were of different stature. Tall but lean men walked in, wearing old camouflage military uniforms on their legs. On this alienating cold rainy night at eight o'clock in the evening, they actually had sunglasses on their faces.

"You think wearing sunglasses makes you cool?" Fang Senyan suddenly said to these two people.

The two people ignored him at all. Unexpectedly, Sheyan's next sentence was a provocative curse word: "Cool mom, you're a b*tch."

The two men immediately stretched their hands to their legs with expressionless expressions, and pulled out a black and slender sharp object from the boot of the military boots. The people around them easily identified it. It was a weapon. A specially modified military bayonet!

When Hua Shanfei integrated the Fangchenggang "market" before, those "secondary retailers" definitely didn't want Hua Shanfei, a large wholesaler, to cut off their jobs. As the saying goes, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents, so a lot of things must have happened. In the bloody conflict, these two veterans, who were said to be veterans from Vietnam, carried this murder weapon and stabbed seven "red sticks" in the most critical battle, even those who were sitting in the car trying to escape!

According to the group of guys who witnessed it at that time, although they could not see what happened to the people inside the car, just the blood spurting out from the punctured hole in the car wall shocked the road next to it and dyed it bright red. The blood-letting damage capability of the bayonet can be imagined to be terrifying.

Later, these gangsters learned that this kind of Siling bayonet was purchased from the army. This kind of weapon is not only easy to penetrate during a fight, the wound is not easy to be sutured, the wound is large, but the bayonet is not easy to break, and the wound is even more difficult to heal. . The military factory also coated the bayonet blade with a layer of heavy metal.

Therefore, the color of this bayonet is neither stainless steel nor tool steel, but a slightly lighter color than pot alloy.

Under normal circumstances, not many people could survive such a bayonet. You don’t need to stab the heart, just stab anywhere. If it hits an artery, you will experience massive bleeding, your stomach will bleed internally, your lungs will die, and it will even penetrate the skull!

The two Vietnamese were approaching step by step with bayonets in hand. Under the dim street lights, the shadows of the bayonets were like two vicious snakes, sliding rapidly and approaching!

Sheyan's front face was shadowed in the darkness, only the sneer at the corner of his mouth was very clear.

"Dare you kill me? You don't want Hua Shan Fei's goods anymore?"

The two Vietnamese had already taken action and stabbed Fang Senyan with a strong force of wind. They were cruel by nature and would definitely kill people when they attacked. But after hearing Fang Senyan's words, their firm palms couldn't help but tremble! Not out of pity, but because of the charm of money, the two thorns that were originally aimed at Fang Sheyan's chest suddenly deflected.

But to hesitate for a moment before taking action in front of Sheyan was just like asking for abuse. As soon as Sheyan stretched out his hand and turned sideways, he easily caught one of the military thorns under his arm! Taking advantage of the situation, he pushed his knee into the chest of the Vietnamese in front of him. There was a muffled cracking sound immediately from the Vietnamese's sternum, and at least five or six bones were broken. The sharp ends of the broken bones suddenly penetrated into the internal organs, and the whole body was shaken. He was pushed up to a height of more than half a meter, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His originally sharp eyes had dimmed and were full of horror!

The other Vietnamese's spur hit Sheyan's other arm, and then it felt like it hit something hard and slippery, and it slid away. It could only be pulled out on Sheyan's arm. Got a bloody cut. Sheyan was not polite and punched him with his backhand.

The Vietnamese was quite agile, and of course Sheyan had enough energy to avoid the ridiculous situation of sending the person flying more than ten meters with one punch. Therefore, the Vietnamese dodged the vital position, but he was still beaten from top to bottom. The next punch hit the shoulder! The Vietnamese screamed immediately, and you could clearly see that half of his shoulders collapsed immediately!

Fang Senyan slowly waved his hand, searched the muddy water on the ground, then picked up the snatched bayonet, pointed at the gangster closest to him with his free hand, and then raised his eyebrows disdainfully. .

"Come!"

The gangster felt that he had been greatly insulted, but his feet were trembling constantly. However, he was not stupid. He immediately took out the watermelon knife with his backhand, pointed it at the three brothers next to him and shouted: "Give it to Lou!"

Logically speaking, the slogan "Fuck me" was extremely demoralizing, but the three younger brothers were also stunned. They looked at each other with blood boiling in their hearts, raised the steel pipe kitchen knives in their hands, and rushed over. The provoked gangster also followed. They rushed straight up from behind, with a sinister light flashing in their eyes.

At this time, Sheyan did not retreat but advanced. Instead, he accelerated and charged towards the three brothers. When he was about to come into contact with the three men, he bowed and placed his center of gravity extremely low. The three brothers felt that their eyes were empty and they had no target to attack.

However, the steel pipes, kitchen knives and bricks of these three brothers still followed the inertia and hit Sheyan hard on the back! At this time, Sheyan wanted to kill them, but it was only a matter of seconds. However, this boy looked childish, and the hair around his mouth was still there. He looked like an underage boy, and Sheyan couldn't help but think of three things. Zai, I thought that they might not be the kind of heinous guys, so I let them go. After today's bloody and brutal murder, they should be touched.

After Fang Senyan was attacked by these three people, not only was he not knocked down, but he withstood it effortlessly. Instead, he accelerated directly and passed through their obstruction in one go. The hand holding the bayonet seemed to be lightning. The thrust came out and pierced the chest of the "boss" in front of him!

The stabbing was as if it had penetrated tofu. The end of the sharp bayonet was not even stained with a trace of blood, and it penetrated directly from his back.

The expression on the boss's face was dull. He didn't feel the pain at all. He used trembling hands to touch the sharp knife that had penetrated deeply into his chest. However, Fang Senyan was cold and slowly pulled out the bayonet. .

Watching the tip of the bayonet being drawn into his body from his back bit by bit, and then pulled out from the "boss"'s chest, the man's body seemed to have lost its support, and he suddenly fell to his knees heavily. on the ground, and then collapsed into the muddy water.

The blood slowly dyed the turbid muddy water red.

"Rub...Liu Mian."

This guy's body twitched in the muddy water, and then he uttered two similar-sounding words from his mouth...

Maybe he was cursing Sheyan and wanted to "fuck~", maybe he was thinking of his former lover named "Jia~ni", or maybe he was a brother named "Charlie". But none of this mattered, because he convulsed, expired, and died immediately afterwards, so no one knew the true meaning of his words.

Fang Senyan was reserved with minors, but he was also merciless to the few key people under Hua Shanfei! That bayonet can make a bloody hole! Even if it's not fatal, the bloodshed can kill half a life. These gangsters were not regular soldiers. When they saw Sheyan stabbing several of them down without any scruples, the aura emanating from them was even more terrifying. He knew he had encountered a desperate desperado! The birds and beasts dispersed very quickly immediately. Even though there were many people, there were too many people who followed them to make noises. There were only a few backbones. Once those backbones fell, the grass on the wall would naturally disappear quickly.

Fang Senyan looked at the people who were escaping, then he stepped on the back of the Vietnamese whose shoulders were collapsed by the blow, and then pulled his hair: "Where are the flower shirts flying?"

The Vietnamese gritted his teeth tightly, as if blood was coming from the roots of his teeth, and he was determined. It seemed that he had probably received anti-torture training.

Sheyan ignored him and nailed him to the mud with one bayonet, then walked towards another survivor.

Before the bloody bayonet, this guy even confessed to his wife that he had hemorrhoids on his buttocks in the midst of severe pain and fear, so the destination of the black boss's flowered shirt was clearly imprinted in Fang Senyan's mind. ..