Run wild in the hearts of bigots

Chapter 90

Lu Yanxiao froze for a moment, his heart thumped violently, and he shuddered.

A touch of danger crept through the spine of his back.

He noticed a sharp, cold knife resting on his lower back.

With just a little movement, it could rip through his shirt at any time, or even pierce his body.

It seems that he has really been targeted by the phantom.

They picked this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no Xu Ding by his side, no Qin Nian, and no backup force, he made a decisive move.

"Follow me obediently! Don't play any tricks, or I'll let the crippled see blood first." The other party's cold voice contained a threat that could not be ignored.

The knife on his lower waist increased slightly, and it had scratched his skin mercilessly.

But he didn't feel the pain at all.

He looked down at Qin Xu who was unaware of the danger, gritted his teeth angrily, and clenched his fists secretly.

If it wasn't for the fear of Qin Xu being by his side, for fear that Qin Xu would suffer undue harm, he might be able to fight with the man behind him.

Even if it is bloodshed, at least it can not be controlled by others.

"Second brother, you stay here obediently, I'll find that girl and ask for a WeChat for you, okay?"

The tone of voice that seems to be negotiable, in fact, there is no room for negotiation.

Only by being taken away honestly can Qin Xu be safe and sound.

Qin Xu looked up at him and saw the man standing behind Lu Yanxiao.

The man's face was covered tightly, only his eyebrows were revealed.

The distance between the two of them is very close, so close that they seem to be able to feel some indescribable coldness and weirdness.

But he has never been very interested in the people and things around him, just glanced coldly, agreed, and lowered his eyes.

Who would have known that Qin Xu suddenly raised his eyes just now, which really scared Lu Yanxiao into a cold sweat, his throat moved unnaturally, and his eyes were pointed straight at him.

For fear that Qin Xu would see something,
For fear that the man behind him would hurt Qin Xu.

Because it's a weekend, the aquarium's traffic is not small.

The two big men leaning closely together really attracted strange glances from many people.

But Lu Yanxiao never dared to resist.

What if the man behind him turns his attention to the innocent masses?

until out of the aquarium.

The man behind him looked around vigilantly, maintaining a tense state, and urging him impatiently:
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

That is, at the moment when the car door was opened, Lu Yanxiao turned around abruptly, grabbed the back of the knife with his eyes and hands quickly, pressed forward hard, and stabbed the sharp edge of the knife into the opponent's shoulder.

He could not see the blood, he smelled the smell of blood, and subconsciously avoided his sight.

Another person quickly got out of the car and raised the knife in his hand high.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly raised his leg, kicked the knife flying, and kicked the opponent's heart ruthlessly, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

The man with the shoulder injury just now looked fierce and continued to attack.

Every move is decisive and quick, but the target of the shot is not those parts that make him deadly.

It seems that the instructions they received were very clear, and they did not want to take his life.

His force value is not high, and he can only reluctantly protect himself. In addition, the symptoms of blood dizziness are not dizzy, so he always avoids their wounds as much as possible.

After several rounds of fighting, his complexion was pale and his physical strength gradually became somewhat deficient.

In the end, he didn't know who was kicked hard in the back, Lu Yanxiao fell down with a violent cough.

As the other party's angry voice fell fiercely, he was kicked and beaten dully by the other party, "Dare to kick me, if the boss insists on keeping you alive, or I will kill you."

"Don't make trouble, get in the car quickly."

He coughed violently, as if something was tearing at his nerves.

The demon hidden in his body was quietly awakening, and a cold voice sounded in his ears:

"No. 011, you sick child! Hurry up! You can't admit defeat! Get up and beat them!!"

Yes!

He can't lose!

The blue veins on his neck bulged, and he silently clenched his fists.

At the same time, a mysterious and terrifying force was pouring into his weak body, and the violent factor in his body was frantically flowing.

His eyes turned blood red, and there was a flash of bloodthirsty light.

He stretched out his long arms and pulled one person's feet tightly, and when he pulled hard, the other person slammed into the ground.

The other party was also horrified to discover his strange changes.

"His eyes..."

"Ghost—! Devil—!!"

Lu Yanxiao stood up again, the expression on his face twisted and terrified, full of danger.

He stomped on the opponent's palm fiercely, so painful that the other party couldn't help crying out, then squatted down, stretched out his cold palm and locked the opponent's throat tightly.

Just when the other party was about to suffocate completely, the back of his neck was stabbed by an anesthetic needle that flew from nowhere.

In a few seconds, the strength of his throat was gradually weakened, and then he passed out.

"You idiots, what are you doing there? Hurry up."

In a black car parked not far away, a man with sunglasses sitting in it had a gloomy face, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he was a little annoyed.

(End of this chapter)