The eyes of the plane and the crow fell on the smiling young man's hand at the same time, and even in the dim alley, the two of them could still feel the cold light on the strange three-edged blade.

The plane grinned, it was better to fight before he died, and now he was no longer the child who could only be tied up - he quickly tore the strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, and firmly secured the machete and his hand.

Before he could speak, after assigning the "task" in a few simple words, the "Wu Dalang" beside the young man did not have any stagnation, and the small broken steps ran away, and after a few seconds, the small broken steps turned into a big stride of one leap and a foot, and several times he had already blasted into the enemy group like a cannonball, and two knifemen were hit by this humanoid cannonball and flew straight out, and the ribs on his body were broken a few times.

The young man holding the strange three-edged knife did not pull down a single step, and the moment "Wu Dalang" rushed into the enemy group, the two swordsmen snorted and flew upside down, and he also responded. The leader of the knife hand laughed fiercely, and slashed sideways, and the blade was close to the young man's sideburns, but unexpectedly, the strange knife flower in the young man's hand bloomed instantly like a white lotus in Shengxia, and the first knife hand only felt that the wrist holding the knife was slightly cold, and the pupils shrank sharply, not good!

By the time he realized that something was wrong, the six or seven accomplices around him had been put to the ground by the fat man with five short bodies, and they were temporarily incapacitated.

The planes and crows, which have almost made slashing and being chopped down commonplace all these years, naturally will not miss such a good opportunity, and the two of them also roared angrily and rushed into the battle group, and for a while, the sound of metal hitting and rubbing and screaming was endless.

The homeless man lying in the garbage heap in the alley was already so frightened that he didn't even dare to gasp, and watched as the two Troubled Boys, who had just been chased and killed by more than a dozen knife men, instantly fought back after the two helpers joined.

The leader of the knife hand was already horrified when a blood flower bloomed on his wrist, and he thought that the victory that was certain would be reversed by two stunned people who were killed halfway. What frightened him even more was that after a few breaths of fighting, his wrists, chest, waist and abdomen had been cut by dozens of wounds by the sharp three-edged knife in the young man's hand, and it was only with the cooperation of two accomplices that he was able to get a knife and cut a shallow knife on the young man's arm. He was about to call for his companions to help, when he suddenly felt a slight startle in his heart.

For the young man laughed, and laughed in the dark alleys like the warm breeze of spring, and said, "Alas, I will not play with you." The dazzling knife flower bloomed in his hand again, this time gently caressing the neck of the knife hand leader, the knife hand leader only felt that the position of the neck artery seemed to be stared at by mosquitoes, and subconsciously reached out to cover it, and the next moment, the blood gushing out from between his fingers was rendered into a disturbing black flower by the dim street lamp in the distance.

The leader was the spiritual leader of the swordsmen, and the few remaining swordsmen who still had combat effectiveness saw the leader covering his neck and falling, and instantly panicked and beckoned each other to retreat. The defeat was like a mountain, and the remaining few people were chased and cut down by planes and crows all the way.

After putting down almost half of the opponents, Mao Lang just dodged the blade, and then stopped shooting, and at this time, he saw the leader of the knife hand lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were round, and he seemed to want to engrave the image of this enemy into his heart when he was dying. Mao Lang hesitated for a moment before saying, "That's ...... Will something go wrong?"

Li Yundao shook his head: "A knife hand like him should have been at the top of the wanted list for a long time, and it is estimated that there are not a few innocent souls who died in his hands." ”

The plane and the crow also carried the machete and returned laughing, seeing the leader of the knife hand in the pool of blood, the crow frowned, and stopped talking, but the plane squatted next to the knife hand leader with a happy face: "Ripper, right? I remember that you have a nickname called the ripper, right? Hey, I heard that after the article # helps you collect the body, you also have to disembowel the autopsy, but compared to those who died in your hands, you are more comfortable, after all, disemboweling the living, only people like you can do it." ”

The crow standing behind him said: "Plane guy, the road has been rumored that the ripper has taken refuge in the 'little head super', and tonight's incident is 100% made by the little head super." ”

The plane looked at the executioner who was twitching in a pool of blood, and said lightly: "Since it is said on the road that the ripper has taken refuge in Xiaotouchao, he still dares to send people out openly, and his brain is being teased by the girl's gnawing show, right?"

"It's hard to say. The crow glanced at the leisurely young man sitting on the lid of the garbage can on the side of the road and said, "It's thanks to the two of you who came to the rescue tonight, otherwise it would ......."

The young man waved his hand, probably touching a wound on his body, and grinned strangely: "I'd better get straight to the point, I can't save you two in vain." ”

The plane, which was squatting next to the pool of blood, stood up and smiled calmly: "Frank enough! There is no good thing in this world for no reason, and there is no bad for me for no reason, you are so honest, I am a lot more relieved." ”

The crow wanted to say something, but the plane interrupted: "At least, the two of them are not here to ask for their lives, and besides, they are bold enough to send such a big letter of nomination!" The plane glanced at the man in the pool of blood again, and he should have turned into a corpse at this time, "One shot killed the ripper, the distinguished guest from the north, this great gift is not light!"

The young man smiled slightly: "Contemptible Wang Wangnan, I just want to talk about business with Brother Airplane." ”

The crow frowned, and the plane smiled: "Business? interesting." If you hadn't killed the ripper yourself, I would have almost thought that these people were arranged by you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the crow's eyes suddenly became murderous, and Mao Lang beside Li Yundao also secretly took a step forward.

Li Yundao smiled: "There are many ways to win your trust, and this kind of pediatrics is too inferior." ”

The plane shook his head at the crow: "Don't worry, the two of them are indeed here to do business, trust my judgment." ”

The crow nodded, he met the little brother who was only a teenager at the time in prison, and after being released from prison, he fought the world back to back, and he would not question the IQ and EQ of the plane, and he would not question that ten crows together might not be worth one airplane guy. Therefore, what the plane said, he never needed to consider the truth or falsehood.

Li Yundao glanced at the homeless man curled up in the cardboard hut next to the garbage heap, and only saw two cloudy eyes in the dimness. Sighing, he slowly walked to the hut and crouched down, the pungent smell of the hut seemed to have no effect on him. He stretched out his hand, and the homeless man shrank back into the corner of the small shack.

The plane frowned.

The crow quietly raised his hand, a sharp straight knife half an arm long in his hand, and the blood on the edge of the blade had already congealed.

In the next second, the young man squatting at the mouth of the shed sighed slightly, slowly took out the wallet from his pocket, took out all the cash, and put it at the entrance of the shed: "That knife, only kill the damned people." Use this money to buy some food, and count me as spending money to seal your mouth. ”

Mao Lang also walked over, also emptying the cash in his wallet.

The two of them, who were already shy in their pockets, were even more destitute.

The homeless man with unkempt hair and a black face swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still looked vigilantly at the young man squatting in front of his "own house", and did not dare to touch the cash that was worth tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars for a long time.

Li Yundao smiled self-deprecatingly, got up and said, "Let's talk in another place?" Sure enough, there was already a terrible siren in the distance.

The plane shrugged: "Hit a side stove?"

Li Yundao looked puzzled.

The plane smiled: "Yes, yes, I forgot that you are from the north." You should call it shabu-shabu!"

Li Yundao pouted and said, "You have a treat." ”

"I'm in for a treat. The plane waved generously.

The two hooked their shoulders and helped each other out of the alley.

Under the dim street lamp, like a long-lost brother.