Zheng He and the others were stunned by Situ Xiaotian's desperate aura. They were stunned on the spot. The miserable cry of that underling woke them up. The lackey also threw away his knife. He bent over and tried to push Situ Xiaotian away with all his might. The latter made his beautiful thoughts come to nothing. His footsteps kept crisscrossing, and the little brother also followed Situ Xiaotian's footsteps, struggling.
Situ Xiaotian had turned into a bloodthirsty beast. Previously, he had grabbed this person and beaten him up fiercely just to create a deterrent effect. The desired effect had been achieved.
However, as they fought, the slight pain caused by the collision between their bones and the bones of others and the screams of others stimulated their suppressed emotions, causing the blood in their bodies to start boiling. The lackey's mouth, eyes, and nose had already bled, which further stimulated his bloodthirsty spirit. His hands that had been struggling intensely just now had gradually slowed down. Situ Xiaotian did not notice it, but he also did not notice that eight blades had already slashed at his back and arms.
The immense pain stimulated Situ Xiaotian's crazy nerves. He let out a low cry and regained some consciousness. He let go of his groaning underling who was now completely unrecognizable. He stared at Zheng He with red eyes and used his right hand to catch the blood flowing out of his left arm.
Situ Xiaotian tasted the taste of his own blood mouthful by mouthful. It was fishy. The salty taste entered his brain and confused his sensitive nerves.
Feeling the burning pain on his back, he knew that his actions did not shock them for long. Instead, it stimulated their ferocity. Situ Xiaotian didn't care whether he killed or not. He only knew that it was either him or the enemy who died. This was an unchangeable fact. Situ Xiaotian looked at the eight people surrounding him, and a dagger slipped out of his right sleeve, quietly hiding behind him. Zheng He and the others did not notice this, and the eight knives were raised again…
The eight blades had completely sealed off Situ Xiaotian's escape route. This was not due to their usual training, but a coincidence. Situ Xiaotian took advantage of the time difference between their slashes and endured the great pain to take a few slashes on his back. He rushed to one of his underlings opposite him. When he raised his knife and slashed down, he blocked with his left arm and stabbed the hidden dagger in his right hand into his lower abdomen. He shook off the disbelieving lackey and opened up a gap. He staggered a few meters away, and the rest of the knives naturally missed. Situ Xiao Tian had relied on his strong willpower to endure the knife. His reckless actions had shocked Zheng He and the others.
When Zheng He slashed down with his saber for the second time, he seemed to have already seen a half-dead Situ Xiaotian lying at his feet, waiting for his judgment. However, Zheng He was disappointed. Situ Xiaotian's entire back was dyed red with blood, and even the white flesh could be seen. Under such circumstances, he could still take down his underling. Was he still human? Zheng He looked at his groaning underling on the ground. For the first time, he felt panic and helplessness. These thoughts flashed through his mind. After all, he still had seven underlings, and Situ Xiaotian was seriously injured. The seven of them grinned malevolently as they approached the dying Situ Xiaotian.
Situ Xiaotian was half-squatting on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably. He didn't dare to move, because if he moved even a little, the pain would rush straight to his brain and drive him crazy. Looking at the seven people getting closer and closer, he knew that there would not be a miracle. Even if he died, he would drag a few of them down with him. Thinking of this, not only did his fighting spirit not fade, but it also became even higher.
Zheng He led them slowly towards Situ Xiao Tian. Not only did the latter not show any signs of fear, he was still exuding a dangerous aura that was even sharper than before. He couldn't help but pause, Situ Xiaotian's crazy actions flashing through his mind as he shouted,""You guys go, he doesn't have much time left. Whoever kills him will be heavily rewarded!”
However, no one stepped forward at this time. They all looked at each other in panic. They looked at their fallen brothers and couldn't help but wonder if they would be next. If that old man (Situ Xiaotian) dragged someone down with him before he died, and if they won the bet, no matter how high the reward was, it would be useless to the dead. It was not worth it. Besides, if Boss didn't dare to go forward, why would he go and die? All of them stood rooted to the ground, hesitating. Zheng He looked at his unmoving underling and said angrily,""Hurry up and attack. What are you standing there for? Whoever didn't go up, he would teach them a lesson when they got back!”
"Come on! Even if I die, I want to drag…someone down with me!”
Situ Xiaotian's words once again stopped his followers who were being forced by their boss. He looked at his followers who had stopped in place and knew that his words had worked. The hope of survival slowly rose, and he stood up. His brain collected the pain from his entire body and transmitted it to his face. He grimaced, and his handsome facial features were twisted into a ball.
"It doesn't matter if I die. I have nothing. But if you die, women, power, and money will all be replaced by your underlings. Zheng He, don't you think so?"
Situ Xiaotian's words were like an arrow that shot into Zheng He's sore spot. Of course, he couldn't bear to do so. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let his underling go forward. However, his underling was also a monkey. He put on an act and didn't move an inch.
Zheng He saw Situ Xiaotian's bloodshot eyes and his heart trembled. He couldn't help but voice his thoughts,""It won't happen! No! If the seven of them each punched you, would you still be able to live? My woman, my money, no one can take her away, no…"
"Is that so? If you die, see if your underlings will replace you!”
"It won't happen! I'm going to level up soon, I'll have more followers, more territory, money, and beautiful women will come to me endlessly, who can let me die…"
Situ Xiao Tian looked at Zheng He's eyes that were glowing with a fanatical light. He knew that his psychological warfare had worked. It was time. Using all his strength, he charged towards Zheng He at his fastest speed. The latter was still fantasizing about the unlimited future of money. He was so excited that he was immersed in his fantasies that he did not notice the danger approaching. It was not until the sharp dagger pierced through his skin and the pain traveled from the wound to his brain that the illusion disappeared. Only then did he clearly know that an extremely dangerous person was standing in front of him. Because of her momentary carelessness, she had given him a chance. Originally, she could have had the last laugh, but now she saw her life disappearing bit by bit. The strong contrast created a sense of loss that covered the huge pain.
Unwilling! Unconvinced! " Kill him," Zheng He thought." The blade that was originally less than one kilogram in weight is now as heavy as a thousand pounds in my hand. I don't even have the strength to lift it. I know why, because I'm about to die..."
Situ Xiaotian's risky attack was very successful. Therefore, he had a better grasp of the human heart. He knew that everyone was not a god and would have weaknesses. As long as he grasped his weakness, he would have a chance to defeat him no matter how powerful the enemy was! Situ Xiaotian looked at Zheng He who was kneeling on the ground. He could see disappointment and loneliness in the latter's eyes.
The winner is king, the loser is bandit. It's either you die or I die. Just accept your fate. This was what Situ Xiaotian thought in his heart. A smile that he had not seen for a long time appeared on Situ Xiaotian's face again. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he gave Zheng He a heavy knee on the head. The latter did not even have the chance to groan before he was sent flying a few meters away and landed on the ground, motionless.
Situ Xiaotian's entire body was dyed red with blood. Under the silver moonlight, he looked extremely strange, like an Asura from hell, shocking everyone present. His amiable smile had already become a symbol of death in Yuren's eyes, deeply imprinted in their hearts.
" Revenge for Boss!" someone shouted." Revenge for Boss!"
Situ Xiaotian complained endlessly. Was he really going to die here? Every inch of his skin felt like it was about to split open, and his bones were making a tooth-numbing sound. He could not muster any strength at all. Could he still fight? Forget it, let me accompany Nancy! He closed his eyes helplessly.
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