The sounds of shouting and weapons clashing rose and fell in the shadows of the street lamps.
The
figures of the two people were intertwined and fighting continuously, and blood
was splattered everywhere for a while.
The
surrounding area was in a mess.
After
fighting for nearly an incense stick of time, the noise gradually died down,
and the figures fell one after another in a pool of blood.
In
the dim light of the street lamps, you can see that the three killers in black
are dead.
One
had his neck crushed; one had his chest pierced; and another was so badly
injured that he bled to death.
On
the other hand, the situation of Zhengjun Duncan and Liu Qiang is not much
better.
Liu
Qiang's entire body was covered in blood and various scars, half of which were
so deep that the bone was visible!
As
for Zhengjun Duncan, he was also seriously injured. He had knife wounds on his
abdomen and shoulders, and his arm was cut off. He looked extremely miserable.
“Cough…
cough cough…”
After
getting rid of the last killer, Liu Qiang collapsed to the ground powerlessly,
gasping for breath and spitting blood.
His
chest and abdomen had been cut open, his internal organs had spilled out, his
face was pale, and he was barely breathing, clearly dying.
He
was just relying on his strong willpower to hold on, which was like a last gasp
of energy.
Once
the enemy falls, his momentum will be lost and his opportunity will quickly
slip away.
“Brother
Liu… Brother Liu!”
Zhengjun
Duncan covered his wound, staggered to his feet, and moved step by step to Liu
Qiang's side.
Looking
at his comrade lying on the ground, spitting blood, Zhengjun Duncan felt as if
his heart was being cut by a knife.
He
quickly took out the pill and fed it into Liu Qiang's mouth, while at the same
time tearing his clothes and bandaging him to stop the bleeding.
However,
Liu Qiang's injuries were so serious that the pills were useless and simple
bandages could not stop the bleeding at all.
"Lao
Liu! Hold on! I'll take you to the hospital right away!"
Zhengjun
Duncan panicked and tried to pick up Liu Qiang.
However,
with one arm broken, he was unable to maintain his balance and failed several
times.
"Old
Duncan...listen to me..."
Liu
Qiang placed his blood-stained palm on Zhengjun Duncan's arm and said weakly,
"I am already dying. Leave now while there is still a chance... I'll leave
my wife and children in your care from now on... …”
"No!
You will be fine. We have come out of the mountains of corpses and seas of
blood. How can we collapse here? Hold on! I will take you away right
away!"
Zhengjun
Duncan carried Liu Qiang on his back with difficulty, then limped towards the
truck.
Wherever
he passed, he left a trail of blood.
Although
Zhengjun Duncan tried very hard, Liu Qiang couldn't hold on in the end. His
head drooped limply to one side, and he was completely dead.
"Brother
Liu! Brother Liu! Wake up!"
Zhengjun
Duncan noticed something unusual and started shouting loudly to Liu Qiang
behind him.
However,
Liu Qiang did not react at all. He was quiet and seemed to be asleep.
Zhengjun
Duncan paused, his eyes turning red.
Liu
Qiang could have had a happy life, but because of his involvement, he suffered
an unexpected disaster and died.
At
this moment, his heart was filled with sadness and self-blame.
If
I hadn't entrusted Liu Qiang with the task, if I hadn't had conflicts with
those tigers and wolves, perhaps nothing would have happened.
“Woo
--- woo --- !”
Just
as Zhengjun Duncan was feeling grief-stricken, several black commercial
vehicles suddenly came speeding over, then braked suddenly, blocking the middle
of the road.
As
the car door opened, more than a dozen killers in black clothes and masks filed
out and quickly surrounded Zhengjun Duncan.
One
of the leading assassins glanced at the corpse of his companion in front of
him, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "You are indeed quite powerful to
be able to kill my three brothers, but unfortunately, you still can't
escape."
"Were
you sent by General Longwei?" Zhengjun Duncan gritted his teeth.
"A
dying man doesn't need to know so much." The assassin leader made a
gesture: "Capture him!"
As
soon as these words were spoken, all the killers rushed forward.
"I'm
going to fight you!"
Zhengjun
Duncan roared, waving his one arm and rushed into the crowd, launching his
final counterattack.
At
this moment, Zhengjun Duncan was determined to die. Although his body was
broken, his fighting power was not reduced at all.
Because
of anger, his attacks became even crazier.
If
your arms are not enough, then use your teeth to bite, use your head to butt,
and use up your last bit of strength to injure the enemy as much as possible.
"Catch
him alive!" the killer leader reminded.
More
than a dozen killers were afraid to use their weapons and did not dare to press
too hard. They could only use the method of maneuvering and pulling to
continuously consume Zhengjun Duncan's physical strength.
After
a short while, Zhengjun Duncan was exhausted, panting, sweating, and his
injuries became more serious.
If
he continues to fight like this, the enemy will collapse from exhaustion
without him having to make any move.
Seeing
that he had no strength to resist anymore, a look of determination flashed in Zhengjun
Duncan's eyes.
"Want
to capture me alive? You are just dreaming!"
"Even
if I die, I will never let you succeed!"
Zhengjun
Duncan suddenly shouted loudly, then raised his hand and slapped himself on the
top of his head.
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