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Chapter 163

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    The Soul Group troops were distraught. Instead of killing Xie Wendong, the attack only increased casualties. The leader of the Soul Group secretly shook his head, waved his arms and made a gesture, and evacuated the villa.  After all, the Soul Group is not comparable to ordinary underworld gangs. Although there are many casualties and they are at a disadvantage, the retreat speed is not slow at all, orderly and not chaotic. In the blink of an eye, all the Soul Group members in the hall have withdrawn, leaving only a few  A person who was seriously injured and could no longer run.  They finally retreated, allowing Xie Wendong and others to breathe a long sigh of relief. They did not feel tired when the powerful enemy was in front, but as soon as the opponent withdrew, fatigue suddenly hit them. The arms that were wielding the knife excessively were so numb that they could hardly lift them.

    Only he knew how serious Xie Wendong's injuries were. Every time he took a breath, the pain in his back felt like a pinprick. His heart and lungs ached, and his head was buzzing. However, he did not dare to show it. Once he let everyone know that he had suffered  Seriously injured, I am afraid that his desire to fight again will be reduced and his morale will be low. Facing the tiger and wolf-like soul group will undoubtedly be equivalent to death, so he can only stand strong and not fall down.  Ren Changfeng pointed to several soul members who were seriously injured but were not taken away, and asked: Brother Dong, what should they do?  Xie Wendong turned his eyes and shook his head slightly, but did not speak.  Jiang Sen sneered and said, "Of course it's the old rule, kill."  With one word, he sentenced the soul group and the others to death.

    Not five minutes after everyone sat down to rest, the second round of the Soul Group's attack came again, and the number of people was more than double that of the first time.  Xie Wendong was stunned, frowning and thinking, what the Soul Group did was a bit abnormal. It was true that his side was exhausted from the battle just now, but the Soul Group's own casualties were not small. There was no reason to launch another attack so soon. Could it be that they were very tired?  Are you in a hurry?  Xie Wendong guessed it right, and the Soul Group was really anxious, because Xie Wendong's backup troops were approaching the villa. Although the Soul Group sent personnel to stop them, the leaders of the Soul Group had no idea how long they could linger. The most terrible thing was  Yes, the person they least wanted to see at this time was also rushing towards the villa at a very fast speed. I'm afraid there was only ten minutes left.  Not knowing this person's purpose, for the sake of certainty, the Soul Group decided to use all their available strength to eliminate Xie Wendong in the shortest possible time, no matter how high or high the price was.  This time, not only were there more people than the previous attack, but they also came with a desperate attitude in terms of fighting style.  Xie Wendong had just found a corner, barely able to take a breath, and his butt was still hot from sitting, when the members of the soul team came back to kill him again, and it was like a violent storm.

    At this time, no matter how smart the person is, he can't think of any strategy. The only way is to fight to the death.  The area of ??the square hall is too large, which is very disadvantageous when there are many enemies. Xie Wendong decisively ordered: Go to the second floor, guard the stairs, and our people will be there in half an hour.  In fact, the reinforcements should have arrived when they were looking for them. But if they didn't come now, something went wrong along the way. Xie Wendong knew it, but he had to give his brothers hope to get excited.  Xie Wendong and others went up to the second floor, but they suffered a lot from those who were still running in the hall and did not dare to run away. After the soul group came in, no matter who the opponent was, they could still breathe as long as they were not dead.  , all killed without mercy.  Wei Ming's men had been frightened out of their wits by the bloody killing just now. Now they were facing the hungry soul team members. They were no match. The situation was one-sided. They couldn't hold on for even two minutes. They were beaten by the soul team.  The group was killed until no one was left.  After dealing with the hall, the soul group began to charge towards the second floor.  The stairs were not long and only wide enough for two people to walk side by side. Ren Changfeng and Li Shuang took the lead. The two people blocked the entrance of the stairs, like two door gods, filling the stairwell tightly.  The members of the soul group had just killed Wei Ming Yigan's men with ease, their morale was high, and most of them were new to the group and had never seen the power of the two of them, so naturally they didn't take these two people seriously, and they huffed.  , more than ten people swarmed up the stairs.

    Seeing that the other party was full of contempt for him, Ren Changfeng snorted coldly. Just as he shook his shoulders and was about to make a gesture, he was stopped by Li Shuang beside him. The latter smiled, with a rosy fat face, and said: Let me do the first blow.  .  I saw him holding the knife in both hands and suddenly shouted, "Ah!"  Li Shuang's voice was already a bit higher than others, and in the narrow stairwell, the left and right walls echoed with the sound, and the sound was like thunder, and the echo lingered for a long time.  Not to mention the soul team members who rushed up, even Ren Changfeng on the side was startled by his sudden shout. His eardrums buzzed and he couldn't hear the sound for a while.  The soul team members who rushed at the front were the first to bear the brunt and were stunned. Li Shuang took the next step, rounded his arms, and struck out with a heavy knife from above.  Click!  The sound of the steel knife cutting into bones was like an invisible sword, piercing the hearts of everyone in the Soul Group.  The soul group man who was struck by his sword spurted blood all over his body and flew down. The people behind him were knocked down by him and rolled down the stairs before they could figure out what happened.

    A young man who looked like the leader of the Soul Group shouted a few times in Japanese. Upon hearing this, the others picked up their firearms one after another.  Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Shuang and Ren Changfeng immediately dodged and went up to the second floor. They could only hear bullets hitting the wall behind them.  The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. Li Shuang wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile: It's so impressive.Thanks to my flexibility, otherwisehehe.  Gao Qiang glanced at him in the narration and said: If you can eat half of every meal, I can guarantee that your skills will be ten times more flexible than you are now.

    Eat half less?  After hearing this, Li Shuang rolled his eyes and said helplessly: Then I would rather be beaten to death by them.  A pig's head is a pig's head!  Gao Qiang curled his lips and ignored him.

    The soul group was covered by gunmen and climbed the stairs smoothly, but as soon as they reached the second floor, they were greeted by several blood-drinking blades on both sides.  There was nothing left to say between the two sides, and the fighting started again on the second floor.  In front of an enemy several times their own, there was no battle formation at all. After a while, Xie Wendong and others were rushed to pieces by the soul group. They fought on their own, and everyone had to deal with dozens of enemies around them alone.  of enemies.  Xie Wendong was seriously injured, but he relied on a strong spirit to support him. The knife in his hand was thin and sharp, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hand.  The cold wind was biting. Even before Xie Wendong turned around, he already felt someone sneaking up on him from behind. He knew it in his heart, but his body refused to obey his command and he didn't even have the strength to dodge. What's more, the three or four shining long knives in front of him were also in front of him.  I greeted him, but I had no choice but to lean my upper body back. Since I couldn't avoid it, I might as well go forward and let the inertia of the opponent's knife be reduced to the lowest point.  Xie Wendong's bold moves were beyond everyone's expectations, including sneaking up on the man from behind and pounced. The Japanese knife only cut half of it, but Xie Wendong blocked it with his shoulder. Although the force of the knife was not at its third level,  , he still gritted his teeth in pain, and his collarbone was sore that he was about to burst. Without even looking, he struck back with a knife and struck the man behind him on the neck. The entire blade of the knife almost sank into his flesh, and hot blood spurted on his.  The root of his neck was burning and sticky. Xie Wendong shook his head and his cheeks turned red. He didn't bother to clean it up. The attack from the soul team members in front was coming again.  The four knives came from the same direction and were all taken from his head.

    Xie Wendong couldn't avoid it, so he raised his heart, held the knife in both hands, and connected it with his arms.  Danglanglang!  The blade connected solidly, and sparks flew everywhere, extremely dazzling in the dark villa.  Xie Wendong felt as if he had been hit by a moving train. His arms were numb, the knife flew out of his hand, and he fell backwards.  Before he could get up, the four opponents moved extremely fast, leaped forward, and stabbed the four vital points of his body with four Japanese swords from top to bottom.  At this time, Xie Wendong really couldn't avoid it. Every bit of strength in his body was drained by him. He sighed in his heart and could only watch the opponent's knife getting closer and closer to him.  At this moment, Hengkong stretched out a thick arm, grabbed Xie Wendong's shoulders, and threw him out with a loud shout.  Dang Four Japanese knives stabbed on the empty concrete floor, making a crisp sound.  So impressive!  Xie Wendong sighed secretly, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Li Shuang who saved him from the knife edge. He was holding a large knife in his hand and looked at himself with a silly smile, but the sweat on his face told others that he was not smiling easily. On his chest, there was a nearly  The one-foot-long gash was deep enough to reach the bone, and the flesh and skin on both sides were turned outwards. If you look carefully, white bone stubble was exposed inside.  Now, in order to save Xie Wendong, Li Shuang endured a knife blow from the opponent who was fighting with him, and desperately pulled Xie Wendong out from the soul group's knife.  Xiao Shuang!  Xie Wendong felt hot in his heart and his eyes became blurry.  True friends and brothers do not need any words of gratitude to express their gratitude. A whisper, a look, thousands of words have already flowed in it, and they are tacitly understood.  Li Shuang laughed and turned a blind eye to the wound on his chest. Instead, he said with concern: Brother Dong, stand behind me and leave these bastards to me!  As he spoke, he stood in front of Xie Wendong, swung a large knife in his hand, waved to the countless soul team members in front of him, grinned and said: Come on, come on, your opponent is here!  Seeing that Xie Wendong was about to be killed, a big fat man happened to come out. The soul team members were so angry that they rushed towards him without even having to say hello to him.

    I saw Li Shuang's huge body slashing left and right in the crowd, like a dying oil lamp making its final struggle. The raindrop-like blades around him left small and large marks on his slowly becoming bulky body from time to time.  Xie Wendong's heart was bleeding and aching from the wound. It was a kind of torture that was a hundred times more severe than the pain in his body.

    Xie Wendong slowly clenched his fists. He didn't know where the strength came from to lift him up again. Dragging his two legs that seemed to be filled with lead, he silently came to the edge of the battle group. Without any greeting, he suddenly took action and grabbed the soul member.  One person's hair was pulled back hard, and at the same time, one's knees were raised to touch the person's lower back.  The waist and eyes are the vital points of the human body, and the people in the soul group could not bear such a heavy blow. The man howled, turned over and fell, rolling on the ground in pain.  Seeing that one of their own was injured, the members of the soul team turned around to check. It was okay not to look. When they saw that it was Xie Wendong who came up on his own initiative, three more people immediately attacked him with knives.  Xie Wendong faced the cold sword light without even blinking. His body turned around and suddenly disappeared in front of the three soul members.  Watch behind you!  (Japan) I don’t know who shouted from the side, but unfortunately he shouted a little too late.  Xie Wendong was as slippery as a loach, and in a flash he was behind several people.With a flick of his arm, the golden knife slipped down. With a flick of his wrist, the golden knife flew. The silver thread quickly wrapped around one person's neck, and then stabbed into the other person's throat at an incredible rotation angle.  Seeing their companion covering his neck and falling down, with his hands full of blood, the other two were shocked. In order to prevent Xie Wendong from making another sneak attack, they rushed towards him with all their strength.  Xie Wendong smiled, his eyes were crooked, and the corners of his mouth were raised. He had that kind of self-confidence that everyone who saw it would inevitably be heartbroken.  It's a pity that the soul team members didn't have the heart to appreciate it, because Xie Wendong's smile was more terrifying to them than the most terrifying nightmare.  The two were only three steps away from Xie Wendong. As long as he moved forward one foot, he would be within the attack range of the two.  But he was still laughing. Suddenly, he pulled his arm back hard, and saw that the head of one of the two people flew up inexplicably. It flew very high and hit the roof of the shed before falling. The severed head expression was written on it.  Full of doubts, he may not know what method Xie Wendong used to move his head until he dies.

    Although the man next to him rushed to Xie Wendong with the Japanese sword raised high, he seemed to have been tapped on his acupoints suddenly. He remained motionless and stared at Xie Wendong, dumbfounded.  #039;Gulu#039;, the big head fell to the ground, Xie Wendong glanced at it gently, lifted the skirt of his clothes, and wiped the silver thread with blood beads on it.  Ah Two of the three soul team members who came to kill Xie Wendong died in an instant. The remaining one screamed like a slaughtering pig, his pupils were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost, and he turned around and ran away.  He has seen many tragic battles, but he has never seen one that frightened him like today. He only had one thought, leave!  Leave this hellish slaughterhouse-like villa.

    flutter!  The man just ran to the stairs, and the back of his head exploded. Without a sound, the body rolled straight down the stairs.  A cold-faced middle-aged man in his late forties killed him with a casual shot.  Without looking at him, he looked at Xie Wendong with an inhumane look, and said coldly in half-baked Chinese: Xie Wendong's golden sword made him appear and disappear.  Xie Wendong was still wiping the golden sword. It was not that he was a germophobe, but he just felt that the blood of anyone who died under the golden sword would be a stain on the golden sword itself.  Are you the leader this time?  After a while, Xie Wendong finally felt that the golden knife had been wiped clean by him, and then he slowly put it away, his knife-like eyes shining on the middle-aged man's face.

    The middle-aged man neither admitted nor denied, but said coldly: I have only one purpose here, to get your head.  As he said that, he stepped back and waved: "Come on, no one can leave today unless we can get Xie Wendong's head!"  However, I have to remind you that time is running out.  (Japanese) Xie Wendong's golden sword was terrifying, but the middle-aged man's words frightened the soul team members even more. If they wanted to leave China alive, they had to obtain Xie Wendong's head.  ah!  Fearing for their lives, the soul team members also entered a semi-crazy state. They dropped their opponents one after another and pressed on Xie Wendong with all their strength.  As long as Xie Wendong dies, everything will be over and he can return to his country, Japan.  {Piaotia Literature www.piaotia.com thanks all book friends for their support. Your support is our greatest motivation}
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