Chapter 105
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At the same time, in the fire escape corridor.
* Clang! *
The metal blade collided with a deafening clang as it brushed past Yan Ji's face. Aje closed in on him with the dagger in his hand. Yan Ji tilted his head and retreated at lightning speed. In an instant, his back was pressed against the limestone wall of the corridor.
The dagger sliced through the air and was only millimeters away from his neck artery. Yan Ji could feel the piercing cold wind on his skin. He instinctively raised his hand to block the attack.
In fact, he immediately realized that something was wrong when he made this move. He immediately retracted his hand. But in a battle that could change at any moment, a killer like Aje would not miss any of his opponent's openings. The dagger immediately sliced into Yan Ji's wrist!
Yang Mei cried out involuntarily, "Yan Xuan!"
"…!!"
Yan Ji's body trembled, but the sharp pain did not come as expected. Instead, a steel watch that had been cut in half by the dagger fell to the ground.
"… F * ck." Aje stretched his shoulder muscles and stared at the watch with a smile. "I really hate people who have similar hobbies to me."
Yan Ji pushed himself against the wall and strode forward. "I'm the world's top VIP. Who do you think you are?!"
The dagger that he had picked up from the corpse of the man in black slashed Aje's wrist from bottom to top. Perhaps because the angle was too tricky, Aje did not manage to dodge. The sharp blade cut through his forearm and blood splattered everywhere.
Aje sucked in a breath. Then, Yan Ji kicked him in the chest and sent him flying. He crashed into the opposite wall!
Aje weighed about eighty kilograms. He crashed into the wall and caused dust to fall everywhere. It was hard to keep one's eyes open. But this kind of life and death fight was most afraid of any hesitation. Yan Su did not even pause for a moment. He jumped up and pressed A Jie down. At the same time, he threw the short knife in his hand. The rotating handle was firmly caught by him. The tip of the knife went straight to A Jie's pupil.
In 0.01 seconds, the dagger would pierce through Aje's eyes and head, nailing his head to the concrete floor.
However, right at this moment, Jie grabbed Yan Su's arm while lying on his back and pushed him in the opposite direction with both hands. The sharp pain of almost twisting his elbow out of position made Yan Xuan lose his grip. The dagger flew out and spun two meters away.
* Clang! *
Like the referee's starting gun, Yan Xuan and A 'Jie jumped at the dagger. A' Jie hit the dagger away with one hand, and it fell into the next floor through the gap of the railing!
"That's more like it," Aje said coldly. "Let's fight. Using a knife and a gun will hurt our relationship."
The sound of the dagger rolling on the stairs was heard. Yan Ji cursed in his heart. He pinned Aje down and punched him.
They were all experts in fighting, and they all knew that whoever stood up first would be the winner. They were like two ferocious beasts. They used all their means to hit each other's eyes, choke each other, and tumbled down the stairs. Their combined weight of more than three hundred kilograms and inertia broke the fire hydrant's glass door.
The shattered glass scattered all over the ground like flowers in the sky. The two people who were rolling on the ground were instantly covered with cuts all over their bodies. Yan Ji supported himself with one hand in the midst of the sharp glass shards. He punched Aje until he blacked out. Then, he got up on one knee, grabbed the fire axe, and chopped down on Aje's head.
“XX！” Aje cursed in Burmese. He hurriedly rolled on the ground. The sharp fire axe was close to his head. After cutting off a few strands of hair, it slammed into the brick wall!
Debris and dust fell. Yan Ji said coldly, "I told you earlier. Who has feelings for a death row criminal?"
Aje was on one knee. His face was covered in blood and mud. His already vicious face looked even more ferocious. He raised his hand and wiped away the blood in his ear from Yan Ji's heavy punch. He said slowly, "You're finished …"
The air suddenly froze. Aje grabbed the fire extinguisher and pulled it off the wall. Yan Ji saw that something was wrong. He rushed forward. But in the blink of an eye, Aje swung the fire extinguisher. Clang!
The heavy iron fire extinguisher weighed more than eight kilograms. It smashed down on Yan Ji's head. Blood spurted out of his nose and mouth.
"Ah!"
Yang Mei couldn't help but let out a suppressed cry of surprise. She quickly covered her mouth with her fist. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure not far away. It was the mama-san!
When no one was paying attention to her, she sneaked out of the warehouse door on the first floor. She quietly climbed up the stairs to the first floor, as if she was going to run out and call for help.
Yang Mei knew that this nightclub had an unexplainable relationship with Aje. If she ran out, who knew how many of his henchmen would come? She immediately screamed, "Stop!"
The mama-san was stunned. When she saw Yang Mei, she immediately yelled, "Shut up, you little b * tch!" Then she ran up on all fours.
"Who are you calling a b * tch?!" Yang Mei was furious. She stepped on the gravel and ran up. She had already taken off her high heels and threw them away. At this time, she ran barefoot. The nightclub manager couldn't dodge in time. Yang Mei's sharp nails grabbed his hair. He immediately screamed, "You b * tch, let go of me!"
The two women rolled down the stairs. You tore my skirt, I pulled your hair. Their eyeliner and lipstick were smeared all over their faces. Their necklaces and bracelets were all over the floor. The intensity of their fight might not be as intense as men's, but their endurance wasn't any worse. Yang Mei took out all the fighting skills she had learned when she was a delinquent. She didn't care that the opponent was pinching her chest with her nails. She grabbed the mama-san's short skirt and tore it open. Then she grabbed the enemy's high heels. "Slap! Slap! "She slapped the mama-san's face hard. She couldn't help but wail.
"How dare you rebel against the heavens!" Yang Mei was young and strong. She lifted her skirt, which was wrinkled by the nightclub manager. Her snow-white legs straddled the enemy's waist. She sat down fiercely. Her hair was disheveled. She raised her hand and slapped twice. "You want to run to get help? Huh? Who's the b * tch? "
"Help! Help! "The mama-san screamed at the top of her voice." Someone come! Someone come! "
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