Once a knife is used, the matter becomes serious. In the slums, human life is the least valuable thing. When others kill them, it is like stepping on a cockroach, and when they kill others, it is like crushing an ant. It is not a big deal at all.
These people in the slums are not considered a group force, but faced with the few temptations of interest, they are willing to risk their lives to take a gamble.
In just a few minutes, the news about the stack of US dollars on Murong Jie's body had spread throughout the slums. These people gathered together not to avenge the dwarf, but purely for the US dollars!
But Murong Jie and Hao Zhengguang were new to the scene and didn't understand the psychology of the people in the slums. Seeing them coming in groups, they were still surprised. How could a group of people who couldn't even get enough to eat be so united?!
Lin Lidong himself has a murderous aura. He has killed people before and knows the difference between a person with murderous intentions and a person without murderous intentions. He also knows what state a person is in when he wants to kill someone.
At this moment, the knife-wielding thugs who were rushing over had crazy expressions on their faces, and they were totally out to kill people!
Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible for the two of them to escape unscathed. Lin Lidong thought quickly in his mind, then raised his hand and pointed to a dilapidated building nearby: "Ajie, I'll go up there and keep an eye on it. You run over there as fast as you can. It's a dilapidated building with drafts on all sides. You should be able to escape by climbing through the window into the back street!"
Fighting is certainly not Murong Jie's strong point, but he is not the kind of person who would abandon his brothers and run away. He didn't even look in the direction of the dangerous building and took a step forward with the mop handle raised: "If I run away like this, I will definitely be called a coward by Brother Tian and the others.
If we go, we go together. If we die, we die together. Please help keep an eye on the knife. It’s okay to cut me, but don’t cut me in the face! "
Lin Lidong cursed with a smile: "Fuck, it's already this fucking time and you're still caring about that pretty boy of yours. If you don't want to leave, then open your eyes wide and watch me kill these bastards!"
With just a few words, the knife-wielding thugs rushed forward, and the tattooed man behind him swung the steel pipe again. Lin Lidong ran a few steps forward, suddenly dropping to the ground and sliding, kicking the thug in front to the ground. He stepped on his arm and snatched the dagger away. He turned and stabbed forward, piercing the chest of the thug behind him with a "whoosh"!
More than a dozen people rushed forward one after another. Lin Lidong launched an unexpected attack. After snatching two daggers, he threw one to Murong Jie. He then grabbed the gangster who was stabbed in the chest and held him in front of him to protect him, asking him to help block the knife.
Although the remaining few people were holding sharp knives and eager to try, they were hit by the thug several times in a row.
The thug had a hole in his chest and was already dying. After being stabbed several times by his companions, he immediately rolled his eyes, his legs went weak, and he slid down from in front of Lin Lidong.
Lin Lidong hadn't expected these men to be so brutal. They didn't even care about their own people when they started fighting, just hacking away at them. He raised his knife to fight back, while quickly retreating. After a few steps, he was back together with Murong Jie behind him.
Murong Jie was in the same situation at the back. The thin mop handle in his hand and the steel pipe in the tattooed man's hand were probably not worth mentioning at all. He was hit on the shoulder by the steel pipe and could not lift his arm at that time. Seeing this, a few thugs nearby took advantage of the opportunity, knocked him to the ground, and searched his body for the US dollars.
Murong Jie kicked one man down, but he didn't have the strength to deal with the others. The tattooed strong man also came closer, held the steel pipe vertically in his hand up in the air, and was about to smash it down on his head.
Fortunately, Lin Lidong retreated at this time, knocked down the gangster in front of him with a knife, grabbed Murong Jie's hair and pulled it to the side.
Murong Jie had thick hair of moderate length. When Lin Lidong pulled it forcefully, his whole body shifted ten centimeters. Then the heavy steel pipe whizzed down and embedded itself deeply into the mud next to his ear!
This yanking saved Murong Jie's life, but also yanked off a handful of hair. He grimaced in pain and complained at the top of his voice: "My head can be broken, but my fucking hair can't be messed up! Old bitch, I'll fuck your mother!"
After cursing, he turned over, picked up the tattooed man's calf and bit it hard, biting off a piece of flesh!
The tattooed burly man shrank back in pain, then kicked out with his knee, hitting Murong Jie in the chest and sending him flying more than three meters away, where he collided with a knife-wielding thug who was chasing him from the opposite side.
Those thugs were caught off guard and lost their balance one after another. Seven or eight of them fell to the ground. Murong Jie licked his throat and tasted blood in his mouth!
In this way, a breakthrough appeared in front. Lin Lidong stepped on those thugs and rushed to Murong Jie. He forcibly pulled him up with one hand, and held the sharp knife in the other hand without stopping. The first thug who climbed up was hit in the face by the blade, and half of his ear was chopped off!
In the chaos, the two men stumbled out of the slum streets, with a large number of people still chasing them.
Murong Jie was completely exhausted, gasping for air with his mouth open. He couldn't run anymore. Lin Lidong's body was covered in knife wounds of all sizes, and the white lining was almost stained red.
He wanted to carry Murong Jie on his back, but his left arm lost strength as soon as he exerted force. He took a closer look and found a wound on his shoulder. The skin was almost exposed, and blood was gushing out, dripping down his sleeve onto the ground.
Both of them were at the end of their strength, but Lin Lidong's eyes emitted a wolf-like ferocity. He glanced around and saw an unlocked dilapidated house on the side of the road, so he dragged Murong Jie in. Then he rushed out again, deliberately hiding his back to the pursuers behind him, and then continued to run forward desperately!
Lin Lidong was a former soldier, not only a skilled fighter, but also possessed exceptional physical strength. Despite being injured, he held his breath, not even bothering to determine the direction, and simply locked onto a path, running with his eyes closed at full speed.
The thugs behind, some weak and some injured, gave up after a short while, panting and shaking their heads. Only the tattooed man, holding a steel pipe and looking fierce, chased them relentlessly from beginning to end.
Lin Lidong ran to the end of the road in one breath. His strength was finally exhausted. He knocked open the door of a house and stumbled inside.
It was a big shed with many meat vendors sitting inside. When Lin Lidong pounced, he happened to fall into a pork shop and landed right in a pile of pork.
The tattooed man followed closely behind. When he saw Lin Lidong, his eyes widened with anger. Just as he was about to lose his temper, the butcher swung his axe horizontally across his temple, instantly knocking him unconscious. He staggered a few times before collapsing on the ground...
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