The other party seemed to fall from the sky, grabbed Lao Ya's hand holding the knife and twisted it. There was a "click" sound, and the clear sound of bones breaking was heard.

"It's you!"

When he turned around and saw the face of the person coming, Lao Ya's eyes turned red instantly.

The hatred for losing a child is irreconcilable!

He Tingyan!

Now that we finally meet today, let’s put it to rest!

While Lao Ya was being restrained by He Tingyan, Wen Xi hurriedly moved the two wounded old men to a safe place.

"You are..." Sheng Qingfeng looked alert.

"She is your granddaughter."

When Luo Min said this, the other two were shocked and looked at each other.

Noticing the fragment hanging around the old man's neck, Wen Xi took out another piece from his pocket.

"Is this yours, old man?"

Sheng Qingfeng nodded and took it.

"I also have one with the same pattern. It was painted for me by Mr. He Shan himself." Wen Xi said, taking out the amulet he had always worn around his neck.

When Sheng Qingfeng saw the pattern on Wenxi's amulet and her eyes and eyebrows that were similar to those in the portrait of his wife, his heart sank and he could not hide his excitement.

Knowing that now was not the time to talk about this, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart: "Stop the bleeding for your Grandma Luo first, and we can talk about the other things later."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Wen Xi poured out all the contents of her survival bag, stopped Luo Min's bleeding, and bandaged her... Her movements were quick and methodical. Sheng Qingfeng supported Luo Min on one side and helped her.

Although it was their first meeting, the two of them cooperated very well.

The emergency was completed and the fight over there was almost coming to an end.

Lao Ya is a habitual criminal who has given international criminal police a headache. Naturally, he is very skilled. He has never cared about the technique, as long as it is lethal. His fists and feet are all honed through fighting among the dead. If he were a few decades younger, I'm afraid He Tingyan would not dare to take it lightly.

However, after exchanging a few moves with He Tingyan, he knew that he could not escape today.

If I were caught for the things I had done, even being executed a thousand times would be considered a small punishment.

Lao Ya dropped the knife in his hand, his eyes red as he stared at He Tingyan opposite him like a madman, as well as Sheng Qingfeng who had treated him like a fool and deceived him for so many years.

His eyes were sinister and crazy.

In that case, let’s die together!

Even if he can't escape death in the end, it's worth it to have so many people buried with him!

The old crow opened his clothes, revealing something tied around his waist.

It is exactly the same thing Lianyan uses to blast rocks.

"Let's die together!"

He yelled madly at the people opposite him, laughing loudly.

Seeing the familiar spider tattoo on his chest, He Tingyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Are you Old Crow?"

"It's too late to realize it now!"

Lao Ya smiled sinisterly and was about to press the controller he took out of his pocket.

Judging from the number of things tied around his waist, if he succeeded, this place would be razed to the ground in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xi suddenly remembered the "accidental" death in the rental house in his previous life, and his body started moving before his brain.

The silver chain on his wrist flew out instantly, and the sharp spike on the top pierced straight into the old crow's eyes.

Even though he had decided to die, the crow couldn't help but dodge when he was suddenly attacked on the most vulnerable part of his body.

Conditioned reflex is probably human's physiological instinct.

This is the one Wen Xi is betting on.

It's too late anyway, so I might as well take a risk.

He Tingyan made a feint to the east and attacked in the west. While he was distracted, He Tingyan hit the numb point on his arm with a stone in his hand. His palm shook uncontrollably and the remote control fell to the ground.