At this moment, only Uncle Jiachang was standing in front of Master Song, bleeding, with a dart stuck in his shoulder.
He wanted Mr. Song to escape through the back window quickly, but the strong man did not retreat at all. Just now, the two of them fought with the four people who rushed into the bedroom, and they had the upper hand in terms of fists and feet.
However, the short and fat man on the other side suddenly raised his hand and threw a dart, which was really fast like lightning.
Mr. Song had learned some tricks of using flying knives from Lian Xiaomin, which really came in handy at the critical moment. He grabbed a dagger from the bedside and threw it out, which hit the opponent's dart head-on and fell to the ground together.
But the opponent threw the second dart right after. Uncle Jiachang stepped forward, used his body to protect the boss, blocked the dart, and told him to leave quickly!
Lian Xiaomin used her mental power to see clearly and immediately locked onto the bedroom on the east side of the first floor.
He simply didn’t go through the door on the living room side. When Lawrence Lu went in, he was fighting with Fei Qiang and the others in the living room.
She ran to the front window of the bedroom, leaped forward, broke the window open and rushed in, rolling on the ground. Without any pause, she raised her hands and threw out two flying knives, which pierced the chests of two people, killing them instantly.
The short fat man exclaimed: "Big Brother, Second Brother!"
The man thought to himself that it was not good. In just a moment of distraction, his two brothers were killed. The person who suddenly came in was a master.
They came to take Song Zixiong's life, and after receiving the money, they had to achieve their goal.
The two remaining brothers looked at each other, and one of them pounced on Lian Xiaomin, while Cao Sihu, who was using darts, took out two darts again and fired both darts at the same time. They had only one target, Song Zixiong's life!
Even Xiaomin didn't have time to sprinkle the powder in the air. It would take about two seconds for someone to pass out after being hit by the powder. The speed at which others threw the darts was even faster than that.
At the critical moment, a handful of stones appeared in each of her hands, and she threw them all out at the same time. It was really like a scattering of flowers from the sky. It all depended on chance.
Sure enough, a stone hit two people. Although it didn't hit the vital parts, it had a great impact on Cao Sihu's dart throwing. His body swayed, and one of the darts went off target and stuck in the wooden headboard.
The other bullet also missed by two inches. It was originally heading for the throat, but this time it hit Mr. Song's shoulder.
Lian Xiaomin took advantage of this opportunity and kicked Cao Laosan to the ground, then punched the other man several times in a row. Cao Sihu no longer had the chance to take out his darts and could only fight back with his punches.
There is always someone stronger than you. This guy is indeed much stronger than his three brothers. Even Xiaomin can't take advantage of him.
At this time, Lawrence Lu came into the bedroom, and everyone in the living room had been taken care of.
With his joining, Cao Sihu could no longer hold on. He couldn't last more than ten moves and was finally knocked to the ground, never to make any movement again.
Lian Xiaomin traveled through time and this was the second time she had seen a real master, except for the time last year when she watched Lawrence Lu fight against the three men of the boss Rong.
She is not a god, nor is she invincible. The world is so big that there must be many talented people. This Cao Laosi is one of them. Without exposing the space, it is not easy for him to defeat the opponent.
At this time, the two of them hurried over to check on the injuries of Uncle Jiachang and Master Song. The darts hit the two of them quite symmetrically, one in the left shoulder and the other in the right shoulder.
Fortunately, darts are small in size and light in weight, so there is no danger to life unless they hit a vital point.
Their wounds are not gunshot wounds, so they can be sent to the hospital. Lian Xiaomin can't conjure up a set of medical equipment to perform surgery on them.
Fortunately, the dart was not poisonous, and the two were in good condition at this time. Except for the dart on his right shoulder, Uncle Jiachang was scratched in the abdomen by the dagger, but the cut was not big.
Song Zixiong was still in shock. He sat on the floor beside the bed and looked at the two people who saved him. He was very excited: "Ajie! Amin! How did you get here?"
Lawrence Lu held his waist and helped him stand up slowly: “Uncle Xiong, we two happened to meet by chance. We were having supper at Li Ji over there. When we saw this group of people rushing towards you aggressively, we quickly caught up with them. I’ll take you to the hospital first, and we’ll talk on the way.”
Lian Xiaomin had already helped Uncle Jiachang up, very carefully. She took out a clean handkerchief from her pocket, lifted a corner of his shirt, and placed it over the wound on his abdomen, asking him to press on it.
Lian Xiaomin and Lu Guanjie each supported one person and walked to the living room first.
"The two Lezai and Yang Yang over there are still breathing. Amin, you can drive another car with them and follow my car."
Following his gaze, Lian Xiaomin saw two people lying on the ground and nodded to make note of it.
They first helped the two big guys into a black car, then turned around and moved the two brothers in the living room into another white convertible sports car.
Lian Xiaomin walked over, took out her precious purse from the flowers and threw it on the passenger seat of the sports car. She must not forget this.
Two cars drove out of the house one after the other and headed towards the nearest St. Paul's Hospital in Causeway Bay.
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When all four people were sent in for treatment, Lawrence Lu borrowed the hospital’s phone and called Abin, who was still in the Jindi Nightclub.
They also called the home of Wen Ge, another hall master in Xin Yian, and notified him as well.
The two were both shocked. How could they get busy and deal with the scene at Song's house? Not to mention, Lawrence Lu hung up the phone, returned to Amin, and finally took a breath.
When I looked down, I saw the purse at her feet. Haha, what a money-grubber she is. I almost forgot about it.
The two people were resting here, heads leaning against each other, while waiting for the people in the operating room to come out.
Unexpectedly, within twenty minutes, Abin rushed over from Central like riding a rocket. He must have been speeding all the way here.
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