Late at night, Nanhu Park.

The pale-faced snow wolf covered his bloody chest and sat on the wall behind a public toilet by the lake, gasping slightly tremblingly. He ran too hard just now, and a scorching stinging pain came from his injured chest at this moment.

"Damn it, it's the Japanese!"

Xuelang cursed in his heart angrily, closed his eyes, and tried his best to calm down his rapid breathing.

He needed a rest. He knew that at his current speed, the three masters would soon catch up and find themselves. Xuelang must hold on until Xie Feng arrives, otherwise his life will be out of control tonight.

At this moment, Xuelang heard a slight footsteps, and was nearby, from the three little Japanese devils.

"Cao, are you chasing me so soon? Are you still going to let me live?"

Xuelang gritted his teeth, held the dagger in his hand tightly, and stood up with his chest. "Ling Shaofeng, if I don't die today, I will have to cut you a layer of skin!"

The snow wolf identified the direction, flashed and disappeared from the spot.

“There’s there!”

Three Ling family dead men wearing masks immediately discovered the traces of the snow wolf and immediately chased and killed them.

The snow wolf ran to a willow tree and leaned against the trunk and breathed desperately. Every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

The wound on his chest was too deep and the blood was constantly remaining. Xuelang felt his mind becoming a little dizzy. He knew that this was a reaction of excessive blood loss. If he continued running like this, he would not be able to hold on for long without three dead soldiers chasing him.

Xuelang gritted his teeth and looked fierce, "Damn it, just die. Even if he dies, I will kill someone to accompany him."

Since there is no way to avoid it, the snow wolf simply stopped running away and tried to relax and welcome the arrival of death.

With difficulty, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it in his mouth. Xuelang took a few sips.

"Why didn't you run away?"

Three dead soldiers surrounded them with a grim smile, looking at the snow wolf like they looked at the prey.

Xuelang stared at the Ling family's death soldiers dressed in three ninjas in anger and said angrily: "Damn the devil, I will drag one or two more times when I die today!"

No matter how much you say at this time, it is nonsense. Xuelang suddenly roared and raised his dagger to pounce on the Ling family dead soldier in the middle. His eyes were fierce, like a meteor burning the last energy of life, "Go to die with me! Haha!"

"Baga!"

The Japanese cursed angrily. He didn't expect that the seriously injured snow wolf would have the strength to fight back from so far away. When the snow wolf came to him, he came to his senses and waved his sword to meet him.

Puff! Puff!

The Japanese sword pierced Xuelang's left abdomen, and the dagger in Xuelang's hand pierced fiercely on the other party's throat.

"Hehe! You are still alive this time!"

Xuelang staggered back two steps, ignoring the sword that pierced his body, but looked at the Japanese with a grim smile and glared at the ghosts, covering their throats with horror and despair, wanting to speak, but he could not say a word again.

"No, Inoue!"

The other two ghost warriors who were far away roared in grief and anger, "Baga, go to death for me!"

The two of them held the knife in both hands and raised it over their heads, and flew forward and backward at the same time, jumping up to kill Xuelang, "Go to die!"

Xuelang, who had no strength, glanced at the cold and cold light flashed, closed his eyes, and smiled miserably, "Farewell forever, beauties. Xie Feng, remember to repay me... Huh?"

The snow wolf, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly opened his eyes, and had some strength from somewhere. He took a few steps back, avoiding the first knife that the ghost warrior slashed, and then he smiled.

A sudden sound of roaring sound broke through the world, and the lion's roar was filled with extreme anger.

The ghost warrior who had just slashed the sky and was about to swing the knife again suddenly discovered that there was a figure in front of him.

"Go to die!"

Xie Feng was like an angry lion. With a wave of his hand, he heard a "bang" sound, and the ghost warrior's head was directly slapped by Xie Feng in one chapter.

There is one more!

Xie Feng's cold eyes instantly fell on the last ghost warrior left, and he saw that the ghost warrior had already killed in front of Xuelang. The sword in his hand, which seemed to be a god of death sickle, slowly fell in Xie Feng's eyes.

"Go to die!"

Xie Feng roared, and as the power exploded, it instantly appeared on the side of the ghost warrior, his hands were claw-shaped, hooking the ghost warrior's wrist and twisting it.

Click!

In just a moment, the entire palm of the ghost warrior was twisted off by Xie Feng and tore it off.

Xie Feng held a broken palm that was still holding the Taidao, with fierce eyes and murderous intent, as if he was from hell, and his whole body emitted a cold murderous aura.

The willow branches were raised, and a night wind blew, mixed with bloody smell.

Silence! Strange!

Snow Wolf and the remaining ghost warrior did not realize until they saw Xie Feng clearly that everything was over.

Xie Feng's series of actions started from the two ghost warriors slashing towards the snow wolf to this moment, but in just a short moment. The ghost warrior's first roar of Xie Feng was echoed in his ears.

"Xie Feng, you finally fucking..."

Before he finished speaking, Xuelang suddenly fell backwards.

"Snow Wolf!"

Xie Feng immediately flashed over and helped Xuelang, who had suffered severe blood loss and was unconscious, and a Japanese sword was inserted into his abdomen.

"You boy hold on for me, don't die!"

Xie Feng's face was cold, and he was about to kill the ghost warrior who was still in a daze. At this moment, a gunshot sounded "Bang!" in the quiet night, and the bullets actually shot towards Xie Feng.

The moment Xie Feng frowned, he immediately rubbed a bullet against the end of his hair and wiped his body. Xie Feng could even feel the temperature from the bullet and the smell of gunpowder.

"Who is it?"

Xie Feng's eyes turned cold and he looked into the woods. He saw four or five people holding guns in their hands and rushed towards him.

"How come there are so many people?" Xie Feng held the unconscious snow wolf. It was too late to leave at this time, and the danger was too big.

In a moment, five people were holding guns in their hands. The agile man surrounded Xie Feng, Xuelang and the Ghost Warrior, and pointed the black muzzle at Xie Feng and the Ghost Warrior.

The leader was a woman in her thirties. She stared at Xie Feng with a vigilant look on her face and said, "Put down the person in your hand, otherwise I will shoot."

"Who are you?" Xie Feng's voice was low and he looked at these people coldly.

Since the five people were all so close, Xie Feng had nothing to be afraid of. He was sure to seize the gun in their hands in an instant.

"National Security Bureau!"

Zhang Ying, the captain of the surveillance mission in the Ling family, said.

"National Security Bureau?" Xie Feng snorted coldly, "The people from the National Security Bureau shot me? Are you sent by Ling Shaofeng? Do you think I, Xie Feng, are you an idiot?"

Xie Feng was about to kill these people, but when he saw several people suddenly stunned, Zhang Ying asked, "Are you Xie Feng?"

Zhang Ying was responsible for monitoring the Ling family for more than half a year and also learned about the grudges between Ling Shaofeng and Xie Feng. After a closer look, it was indeed Xie Feng, the eldest son of Xie International.

Seeing Xie Feng's hostility look, Zhang Ying quickly explained: "This, Xie Feng, we are really from the National Security Bureau. We were misunderstood just now. I thought you were going to kill this person, so I fired the gun in a hurry."

As he said that, Zhang Ying showed her ID and felt scared. Fortunately, she made a mistake in her shooting skills just now, otherwise she would have killed the boss of Xie International. Others may not know it, but the National Security Bureau has the right to investigate Xie Feng's secret information.

At this time, others also showed their documents from the National Security Bureau and put away their guns. Two of them captured the ghost warrior who was about to escape.

Xie Feng frowned and glanced at the other party's ID. Thinking that he was actually shot and killed by someone from the National Security Bureau, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, "My friend is injured, get out of the way, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you."

Zhang Ying almost killed Xie Feng by chance, feeling a little guilty. Seeing that Xuelang's body was soaked in blood, he immediately said, "I'll drive you there. With me here, you can avoid many procedures when you go to the hospital."

Xie Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded. Xuelang was seriously injured. If Xie Feng wanted to drive, he would not be able to take care of him.

As for the remaining masked ghost warriors, Xie Feng no longer needs to pay attention to it. He is only concerned about Xuelang's fate.

...Late at midnight, Renhe Hospital.

In the operating room, the doctor was busy sweating profusely. The patient had three knife wounds on his chest and three ribs were cut off. The most serious thing was that his abdominal cavity was pierced by a sharp weapon. If he was sent to the hospital a little later, the patient would be unsuccessful.

Outside the operating room door, Xie Feng looked gloomy and a cold chill was emitting all over his body. Even Zhang Ying, who was sitting next to him, felt a very dangerous aura suppressing Xie Feng.

There were cigarette butts on the ground, Xie Feng smoked cigarettes one by one, quietly sitting on the sofa waiting.

"Xie Feng, how could your friend be attacked by those Japanese?" Zhang Ying had been holding it for a long time and couldn't help asking.

Xie Feng glanced at her with a squinted look and said, "He is responsible for protecting the safety of my family. It's that simple to be discovered by Japan."

"You mean, the Ling family sent someone to kill you?" Zhang Ying said quickly: "Our National Security Bureau has been secretly investigating the Ling family for more than half a year, and we also know that Xie Feng, you have a grudge with the Ling family. But I didn't expect that the new head of the Ling family had just taken office and killed you. However, it was also because they sent Japanese people hidden under the cover of the Ling family this time that we finally found the Ling family's secret base."

"Ling Family!"

Xie Feng's eyes turned cold and asked, "You National Security Bureau investigated the Ling family? Could it be..."

Zhang Ying nodded and said, "That's right, we suspected that the Ling family had colluded with Japan's political axe for a long time and established a huge amount of information in the country. Now we have finally found the Ling family's hidden base in the dark."

Xie Feng frowned and asked, "When will the country attack the Ling family?"

Zhang Ying shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't say these things. I believe there will be some actions in a short period of time."

“In a short time?”

Slowly exhaled smoke, Xie Feng threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it to wipe it out!
Chapter completed!