Li Rui hastily parked the car and told the two girls to lock the door and not get out of the car. Then he opened the door and ran out. When he ran behind Yang Xiang, he found that she had already blocked the three young men with knives. He heard Guo Hai shouting, "I'll say it one last time. Get the hell out of here, or I'll chop you up too."
"Xiang Xiang, I'm here!"
Li Rui stood beside Yang Xiang and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.
Yang Xiang looked at him with a smile on her face and said, "You're quite loyal." Li Rui said, "Of course, I've always been loyal." Yang Xiang raised her hand and pulled him to the back and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but you're not good with knives. You should stand back and watch the show."
Guo Hai saw Li Rui running back and was surprised and happy. He pointed at him and shouted, "It's this guy. Ah Wei, chop him up. At least chop him half to death. Don't pay attention to this woman!" After saying that, he scolded Li Rui, "F * ck your grandmother. Weren't you very arrogant just now? Kicking my stomach and hitting my woman. Who do you think I am? Now you dare to take the initiative to come to me. You really don't know your own name. I'll chop you to death in minutes! Brothers, chop him up! "After saying that, he waved his hands and gave the order to his subordinates.
"Wait!"
He had just waved his hands when Yang Xiang called out. She laughed and said, "Those with knives, listen carefully. This is my brother. If you want to chop him up, I won't agree. So, you have to make me agree first, which means you'll chop me up first. But I'm a very vengeful person. If anyone wants to chop me up, I'll definitely chop him up. So, you have to think carefully about whether or not you want to chop me up. Okay, I'm done talking. Who's going to go first? "
"Motherf * cker, why do you have so much nonsense to say? How dare a woman be so arrogant? I'll be the first to chop you up. Go to hell!"
Among the three machetemen, there was a short young man. He was the shortest among the three, but his temper was the fiercest. Like a barrel of gunpowder, he was immediately ignited by Yang Xiang's words. He ran a few steps forward, raised the machete in his hand, and chopped towards Yang Xiang's head. His machete was 80 centimeters long. The back of the machete was extremely thick, and the blade was extremely sharp. Under the illumination of the light, it shone with a cold light. If such a sharp machete were to cut Yang Xiang's head, it would definitely split open on the spot. Perhaps, it would even kill him. The result would depend on the strength used by this short man.
As soon as the short man made his move, the other two companions were unwilling to fall behind. They also raised their swords and slashed at Yang Xiang. For a moment, cold light flickered and saber wind whistled. The scene was extremely frightening.
Yang Xiang was surrounded and attacked by them. If her reaction was slightly slower, she would not be able to dodge or make a mistake in her response. She would be chopped by the flurry of sabers. Although this group of people had no intention of chopping her to death, it was definitely not that fun to be chopped a few times. What a good Yang Xiang! Seeing the short man's arrogance was the most rampant, she decided to make an example out of him first. Huo De dashed in front of him, but actually he crouched down to attack his lower body. His speed was incomparably fast, just like a ghost.
The short man raised his machete to chop Yang Xiang's head, but he saw a shadow flash in front of his eyes. His opponent had already pounced on him. He was both shocked and curious. He did not know what kind of trick she was going to play, but he also understood that she did not come with good intentions. However, her speed was too fast. He simply could not react in time. He wanted to use his machete to chop her, but the machete in his right hand was already high in the air, so he could not swing it down so quickly.
While he was still bewildered, Yang Xiang's right fist ferociously struck his lower abdomen, landing a solid blow. The short man felt a sharp pain coming from his lower abdomen. His vision darkened and he nearly fainted on the spot. His body involuntarily stooped down, his legs clamped tightly together, he was about to fall to the ground.
Yang Xiang quickly got up. Her left hand grabbed the short man's right wrist, which was holding the machete, and her right elbow ferociously struck the short man's chin from below. The short man suffered another heavy blow. He was in so much pain that his facial features were distorted. He could not even cry out. Yang Xiang's body turned half a circle in front of him. Her right hand brushed the short man's right hand, which was holding the machete. She easily snatched the machete in her hand and met the machete coming from the nearest man. The two machetes collided in the air, creating a crisp 'qiang' noise. The noise was so loud that people's ears were extremely uncomfortable, creating a string of sparks.
Yang Xiang was not slow at all. Her left hand pulled, pulling the short man in front of her. Her right foot lifted up and kicked, sending the short man flying toward another attacking thug. When the thug saw his partner rushing toward him, he was so scared that he hurriedly stopped. He raised the machete in his hand high, afraid that he would hurt his partner. But Yang Xiang took advantage of this opportunity. She rushed forward, raised her hand, and chopped the short man's and the thug's thighs. The two men screamed at the same time. The short man directly fell to the ground, motionless. The other thug covered the knife wound on his thigh and repeatedly retreated. He screamed incessantly.
The remaining thug was startled when he saw this, but he did not stop. He cursed and slashed toward Yang Xiang. Yang Xiang laughed. She raised her machete and attacked the man. The machete in her hand was wide open, chopping left and blocking right. It really had the momentum of a machete. The man in front of her was continuously forced to retreat. He was not her opponent at all.
There was no other way. The machete she stole was too long. Compared to the machetes in the hands of the other men, it was about twenty centimeters longer. In addition, the back of the machete was thick and heavy. Therefore, when she chopped, the machete in the hands of the other men was very strong. She could not touch the machetes in the hands of the other men. As long as she touched them, the web between the thumb and forefinger would heat up and the machetes in their hands would almost fall out of their hands. How could they fight like this?
Because of this, the thug who fought with Yang Xiang for a while began to feel weak in his heart. He had the thought of "I don't want to cut people, I only want to not be cut". As a result, his overall momentum also declined. How could Yang Xiang not seize this opportunity? She shouted and waved her machete wildly. She was like a madman who did not care about her life.
The thug was so scared that his face turned pale. He retreated while parrying. Suddenly, Yang Xiang raised her machete high and chopped down with force. She used the move "Splitting Hua Mountain". The thug's face changed greatly. He hurriedly raised his machete to parry. Who would have thought that Yang Xiang used a feint move. While the thug was defenseless, she had already raised her right leg and kicked straight at him. That person didn't know what was going on, but his stomach was kicked. His whole body staggered back and finally fell to the ground. Yang Xiang rushed forward in a few steps. She raised her machete and chopped at the thug's waist. The thug did not notice. He actually turned over and got up from the ground and fled to Guo Hai's side.
Yang Xiang saw the direction he was running. She swung her machete and threw it out. It hit the thug's back. The thug was in great pain and fell to the ground with a plop. Yang Xiang chased after him and picked up the machete. She chopped at his butt. She did not know if it was because the power of the machete was too strong, or if the thug was too timid, or if he ate something wrong at night. The machete actually made a fart.
Yang Xiang did not know whether to laugh or cry. She did not pay much attention to it. She raised her machete and looked at the last boss, Guo Hai.
Guo Hai was already scared out of his wits. His upper and lower teeth clenched together. He was complaining in his heart. Where did this woman come from? How could she be so powerful? Well, she won one versus three. She was even more powerful, fierce, and violent than a man. Was she still a human? If he knew that the thug who kicked him had such a powerful female thug, he would never have provoked him even if he was crazy. However, he would think about this later. Right now, it was better to run for his life. Otherwise, he would be unlucky if he was hit by this woman.
Thinking of this, he turned around and wanted to run. Yang Xiang saw this clearly. She raised her hand and threw the machete. However, it did not hit him. Instead, it hit something in front of him. Guo Hai had just taken a step when he heard a "whoosh" sound in his ear. He saw something thrown at him from the corner of his eye. He hurriedly stopped to avoid being hit by that thing.
"Da … clang!"
The machete fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.
Only then did Guo Hai see clearly that it was a broadsword. He breathed a sigh of relief, but when he wanted to take a step forward to run again, it was already too late. Yang Xiang had already caught up with him. Raising her right hand, as fast as lightning, she locked onto his right shoulder. Guo Hai's face changed. His body felt like it had been electrocuted. He did not dare to move at all.
Yang Xiang grabbed him and walked two steps to the machete. She bent down and picked it up. She smiled and said: "What did I say just now? Do you still remember? I said, if anyone wants to cut me, I will cut them …. "
Guo Hai cried out in panic: "Don't, don't cut me. Big sister, I didn't tell them to cut you. I said to ignore you and only cut you …. Your brother, I never said I would cut you. Let me go, okay? Big sister, please don't stoop down to my level. Just treat me like a fart and let me go …. "
Just as he said this, the machete in Yang Xiang's hand flashed and cut his calf. Guo Hai seemed to have turned into a werewolf. He screamed and almost jumped up. When Yang Xiang let go of his shoulder, he fell to the ground powerlessly. Under the light of the street lamp, one could see that there was a wound on his calf and blood was flowing out.
"Ah …. Ah …. Spare me, don't kill me … Big sister, have mercy. Ah …. Hiss …. Ouch …. It hurts, it hurts so much …. Big sister, spare me …."
Guo Hai struggled on the ground as he begged for mercy. He was in so much pain that tears and snot flowed down his face. He looked very miserable.
Yang Xiang's right hand slowly let go of the machete. She let the machete fall. In the process of falling, the machete rubbed against her palm, wiping away all the fingerprints on it. Even if the police arrived later, they would not be able to find out that Yang Xiang had used this machete. Of course, even if the police found something, Yang Xiang would not be afraid.
"You really know how to act. I just lightly cut you with a small knife and you act like you're going to die? Look at the person next to you. I cut him twice, but he didn't even make a sound. Why are you crying? But you don't have to beg for mercy. I don't plan to cut you to death. I just cut you once to teach you a lesson. "
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