After the flying saucer captured the entire sect, I became very popular among the stars.

Yao Han was slightly stunned. He thought Chu Yao's room number had been exposed, but he didn't expect that the other party used such a stupid method.

Although this method is stupid, it does work. There are countless wards in the hospital, and they can always find this place if they search one by one.

"They should be coming for Sister Chu, right? What should we do? Do we need to go up?"

"No, don't act rashly. If you rush upstairs now, you will attract attention." Yao Han quickly tapped the screen, "You guys stay downstairs and see if they still have someone to take care of you. Just leave it to me upstairs." By the way, remember to call the police.”

He thought clearly that this was the inner ring of Tianhai City after all. No matter how arrogant the Haofeng Gang is, they still have to consider whether they can defeat the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Yao Han walked out of the ward, closed the door, and chose the latter between going downstairs to actively meet the enemy or passively waiting.

He was capable of fighting, but he wasn't stupid enough to face the beatings of more than a dozen people alone.

Moreover, Chu Yao couldn't live without people around him.

The best-case scenario is that before the Haofeng Gang's search reaches the fifth floor, the Law Enforcement Bureau will come and drive them away.

But the reality is not so satisfying. The little girl who was following them kept sending intelligence, and the group would soon reach the fifth floor.

A loud shouting came from the other end of the corridor:

"What are you doing! This is a hospital - ah!"

A doctor in a white coat stopped in front of the group of young men from the Haofeng Gang, but was pushed directly to the ground by one of them.

This group of social youths in black trench coats were extremely arrogant, holding steel pipes and sharp knives in their hands. They scared the doctors and nurses away. The patients in the corridor saw this scene and hurriedly hid in their wards.

Yao Han glanced behind him. The new ward was at the end of the corridor. Except for a locked fire door, there was no way out.

Haha, it’s really a last-ditch fight.

He thought about calling for foreign aid, but the war situation between the two gangs was now at a critical stage. If they were to call for help, it would be the biggest variable for the Mao Tail Gang!

Yao Han took a deep breath, took out the black knife from his waist, and adjusted himself to the best condition.

The members of the Haofeng Gang are getting closer and closer. There are four or five people in this group. It seems that other teams are still searching on other floors.

When they were almost two wards apart, someone finally noticed a man who seemed to be standing at the end of the corridor, waiting for him.

"Wait a minute, that's..." A young man from the Haofeng Gang squinted his eyes and looked carefully, "He's Instructor Yao from the Mao Tail Gang! Haha! Brothers, let's look for..."

The leader shouted, thinking about the rich rewards that finding the right place would bring him, he could not help but feel happy, and he was about to pick up his cell phone and call all the brothers over——

But before he could react, Yao Han on the opposite side suddenly moved!

Yao Han was like a hunting cheetah, his figure rose up, and he flipped the black knife in his hand. The mobile phone in his hand was tumbling in the air with several bloody severed fingers.

"My hand——" Hao Feng, who wanted to shake someone, helped his younger brother suffer the pain and backed away. He grinned and roared: "Kill him! Witch Chu's ward is right in front!"

The other four people were immediately alert. One person started to send a message to his accomplices, and the other three waved their weapons and hit Yao Han!

The sunlight outside the window shone on the steel pipes and sharp knives in their hands. The originally peaceful hospital suddenly turned into a battlefield of hand-to-hand fighting.

Yao Han stepped back with his right foot, turned sideways, and dodged the steel pipe swung in front of him. Then he stomped his left leg hard. The cell phone that had just fallen to the ground whirled around and hit the man's nose like a hidden weapon. The latter He staggered back several steps.

A sharp blade came from the left. Yao Han stretched out his right hand and reached it on the window sill of the corridor. He held a flowerpot as big as a head in his hand and threw it at the person coming from the left. The momentum of the opponent's knife swing was instantaneous. If interrupted, stop and retreat. And a boy on the right took the opportunity to brush the sharp knife in Yao Han's chest and cut a hole in his clothes.

Yao Han's expression gradually became serious. He took three steps back and distanced himself from the opponent. However, the two men did not pursue him. Instead, they held the knife in front of their chests and waited for reinforcements.

This group of people is different from the Yutou Gang boys I met before!

They move quickly and react sensitively; they can also cooperate with each other, and they are not reckless and panicked when their companions are injured; from their strong physiques and calluses on their hands, it can be seen that these people must be practitioners who have been in martial arts for many years. son.

It seems that even if these people are not the backbone of the Haofeng Gang, they are still at the elite level...

The footsteps of many people were heard in the distance. Their people gathered quickly. The corridor became crowded in an instant, and the way out was blocked by them. Four or five people suddenly rushed up, waving weapons.

Yao Han changed his style of play. He no longer took the initiative to attack, but focused on defense and looked for opportunities in chaotic battles.

This corridor is not wide. Although there are many people on the other side, there are only five people at most who can use their strength. The people behind can only yell a few words with their teeth and claws.

As long as I'm not surrounded, the advantage is mine!

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to be carrying a gun. It seems that no matter how arrogant the other party is, they know their limits. Using a gun in the inner circle is to give the law enforcement bureau a handle.

The weapons collided, and a series of clanging sounds echoed in the corridor, mixed with the meaningless shouts of the Haofeng Gang boys. The fifth floor of the hospital was already in chaos.

Yao Han was like a door god, constantly fighting back with the black knife in his hand, resisting the surging attack.

His clothes were in tatters, and his limbs were more or less stained. Sweat and blood flowed together, but without saying a word, he inserted a knife into the chest of an elite gang member with his backhand, and then held the handle of the knife to kill him. He flew out and cut off another person's ear.

At this time, the extraordinary power of the black knife was seen. Compared with the various ordinary cold weapons in the opponent's hands, the black knife is obviously sharper, and its strength and toughness are excellent. If it were an ordinary iron knife, it would have been curled up and scrapped by now.

One of the elite fell down, and the people behind him followed closely. This group of people seemed to have no fear. It was clear that three of their companions had fallen, but they still shouted and rushed forward regardless. They had no idea what reward Nie Haofeng had promised them.

Suddenly, Yao Han's face felt numb, his heart skipped a beat, and he saw something behind the crowd pointing at him.

Without hesitation, the black knife in his hand opened and closed across his chest, swinging away the weapons of the people in front of him. His legs stood still, and an iron bridge barely dodged the oncoming hidden weapon.

The hidden weapon was as fast as a bolt of lightning, with a whistle-like wind sound across his face. Yao Han's forehead went cold, and a bloody mouth appeared.

If it had been a little later, this thing might have penetrated his head.

He returned to his normal position and continued to face the enemy. During the gap between counterattacks, he saw what was shooting the hidden weapon - a yellow-haired young man from the Haofeng Gang who was holding a cylinder as long as his forearm in his hand and was heading towards What's inside.

Blow dart!

He knew that the other party did not dare to use a gun, but he did not expect that there was such a long-range attack method.

"You are really versatile." Yao Han said calmly with a smile on his face. This was the first thing he said to these people since the fight started.

"Stop talking nonsense! You hacked my brother to death, and you will die——" An elite member of the Haofeng Gang rushed forward with red eyes as if he was desperate for his life.

If you know that the other party has a hidden weapon like a blowgun, just be careful.

But the progress of things was not as optimistic as Yao Han imagined.

The yellow-haired boy who blew the dart hid in the crowd and could not be found for a while. Moreover, the wound on his forehead was bleeding continuously. Yao Han accidentally let the flowing blood slip into his eyes, making his vision blurry.

Careless!

With his vision blocked, the situation became more passive, and the people in the front row of the opponent would not give Yao Han time to wipe it away. The sword light fell like rain, and he relied on instinct to block and dodge the opponent's attack.

The rapid whistle sounded again, and this time Yao Han couldn't dodge. He finally saw the appearance of the hidden weapon - it was a tapered iron dart with a feather tail. The iron dart hit his chest like a crossbow. On the right side of his abdomen, a heartbreaking pain came from his abdomen, and Yao Han's body suddenly slowed down a few beats.

In normal times, this would not be considered a serious injury, but Yao Han had been fighting for a long time, his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and his movements slowed down uncontrollably.

This delay gave the other party a chance.

In the chaos of the battle, no one showed mercy. Yao Han was stabbed in both his left shoulder and right arm, and his clothes were soaked with red blood, almost turning him into a bloody man.

There was a scarlet blur in front of him, and he could no longer see clearly. He only felt a cold roar coming from above his head.

That was the sound of the steel pipe waving in the air. If his head received such a blow, he would no longer be able to fight.

Get moving!

Yao Han's body was trembling, but the steel knives that pierced his body were like nails, pinning him in place. How could the elite of the Haofeng Gang let him do what he wanted.

Am I going to die here?

He tried his best not to think about it, but the tragic ending he was about to face emerged uncontrollably in his mind.

Scenes from the past flashed before my eyes like a lantern.

He thought of the jealousy and envy of everyone in the audience on the day he entered the sect; he thought of the kindness and earnestness in Elder Mu Yao's eyes; he thought of the bright moon outside the window when he was in retreat; he thought of... a man with two pigtails, like Xu Bing'er is always around him like a follower.

Oh, I'm almost dying, I think of her.

"Senior brother, why are you always silent?"

"Senior brother, there is a big fair going on down the mountain. It's really lively. Shall we go together?"

"Senior brother, this is the elixir I got from my last mission. You can share half of it!"

The scene in his eyes kept changing. Those calls came not only from Xu Bing'er, but also from many people he met:

"Junior Brother Yao." "Little Yao Zi!" "Brother Yao!"

Road construction was difficult. He had been traveling alone for a long time and was used to traveling alone.

At the moment of death, Yao Han suddenly realized that he was not always alone.

Memories kept coming back, until the day the Tianyin Sect was destroyed, until his cultivation was sealed by heavenly means, until he fell into the quarry, and Xu Bing'er, who was held hostage by Zhao Li and covered with injuries, cried to him with tears streaming down her face. call out:

"Yao Han, you can't kneel!"

Yao Han's body began to tremble violently, and countless thoughts swept through his mind like a storm. His chest rose and fell greatly with his breathing, as if something was blocked in his throat, forcing him to want to scream.

"Drink ah ah ah -"

He clenched the black knife in his hand again, and shook his arms to both sides forcefully, forcing back the elite members of the Haofeng Gang who tried to stab him to death.

With the severe pain all over his body, he turned his body to the side, and the steel pipe that originally hit his head hit his shoulder.

The steel pipe even distorted due to the huge reaction force, but Yao Han ignored it and stabbed the other man's heart with a knife in his shocked eyes.

I'm Yao Han!

He touched his eyes with his hand, and red blood splattered on the window.

Stepping into the mountain gate at the age of sixteen,

Yao Han still had daggers and darts stuck in his body, but he ignored them and rushed towards the crowd like a wild beast.

Refining Qi at the age of eighteen,

He twisted his left hand, pulled out a kitchen knife from his body, and slashed at a young man who was hitting him. With a howl, a severed hand still holding a weapon flew in the air.

The foundation was built at the age of twenty-four,

He was stabbed several more times, and every time he breathed, he could feel the strong smell of blood in his nose. But he was completely unafraid, as if he had no feeling of pain, he jumped on a man and tore off his ear with his teeth.

I have been practicing Taoism for thirty-nine years now.

The eyes of this group of "elite" heroes finally showed fear, and some of them were already retreating. In their opinion, the man in front of them is simply a lunatic who is desperate for his life!

How could he be defeated by ordinary people!

He stared at the group of people with bloody eyes,

He had already killed more than half of the twenty people!

Before Yao Han could speak, he felt a pain in his chest and almost fell to the ground.

He supported his body with the black knife in his hand and spit out a large mouthful of blood, adding a bit of fishy smell to the corridor that was already covered with blood.

When a young man who originally wanted to retreat saw this scene, he rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Brothers, he can't hold it anymore! Kill him, kill Witch Chu, and Brother Nie will reward you with a million!"

After hearing this, the eyes of the younger brothers who had already lost their will to fight turned red again.

Seeing the opponent vomiting blood on the ground, I guess the madness just now was just a flashback, and now is a good time to take action!

The remaining five or six people raised their weapons again, and the concealed weapon boy with yellow hair on his head suddenly waved his hand:

"Don't worry! Be careful, he's just pretending. Use my whistle arrow to kill him!" After saying that, he started to put darts into the cylinder.

Yao Han had a wry smile on his face. At this point, these people are really cautious.

However, his body was indeed unable to move, and all his strength had been used up in those few blows just now. At this moment, there was unbearable severe pain all over his body, as if he was undergoing the punishment of Ling Chi, and there was no good place in his body.

He used his last bit of strength to take out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to the girls guarding downstairs:

"Sister Chu is in trouble, please come quickly."

Yao Han held on to the wall and collapsed on the ground, waiting for his last moment.

Maybe I shouldn't be so brave. If I had asked for help earlier, would the outcome have been different?

If he lets Xu Bing'er or Jiang Lu stay, they may not be able to avoid the sneak attack of the blow dart if they remind each other.

Maybe it doesn't hurt to rely on others once in a while...

There was a sigh in my ears.

Yao Han was stunned. He thought it was his own voice, but it was obviously not his voice.

"Thank you, little Yaozi. I'm late."

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