The supreme master of the female president

Yang Yitian was like a fierce tiger with its head out of the cage. Those who stood in front of him, following a sharp cold light flashed by, instantly splashed blood and fell to the ground screaming.

Don't talk about controlling Xiao Ya now, even if he walks a step slower, he will become the soul of Yang Yitian's sword.

Looking at Yang Yitian's cold and stern face, the man with a scar at the corner of his eye gritted his teeth viciously.

He didn't expect that just now he would just dodge Yang Yitian in a cowardly manner, but now he is like a bloodthirsty devil, who is more ruthless and decisive than his perennial gangsters.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, he is alone, let's go together!" The man with the scar at the corner of his eye roared hysterically, and rushed towards Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya. He didn't believe that there were dozens of him, and he was no match for Yang Yitian alone.

Hearing his boss's roar, the remaining [-] or so people, except for a few timid ones who were timid, all had dark red eyes, and raised their knives and sticks to slash at Yang Yitian and Xiao Ya.

Yang Yitian's face was unstable, he didn't pay attention to these rubbish at all, if he didn't have the intention to kill, none of these people would have left alive.

It was too late to say it, but the man with the scar at the corner of his eye rushed to Yang Yitian in three steps at a time, raised his knife and swung it at his neck.

Yang Yitian didn't even blink his brows, and turned his head to the right to avoid the machete, but just when he was about to deal with the man with the scar in the corner of his eye, there was a sudden gunshot in the distance, seven or eight soldiers with explosion-proof shields, Blocked the overpass.

"Throw away all the weapons in your hands, and lay down with your heads in your hands!" The leading middle-aged man, wearing the clothes of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, shouted with an unusually dignified and solemn expression, holding the muzzle of the gun emitting white smoke with both hands.

Seeing that the people from the Criminal Department finally arrived, Xiao Ya's worried and trembling heart completely relaxed.

And the man with the scar at the corner of his eye, and his subordinates, turned around and ran in the opposite direction like a mouse seeing a cat, but they didn't know that both sides of the overpass were surrounded by patrols.

"What the hell!" The man with the scar at the corner of his eye knew that he couldn't run away, so he simply dropped the knife in his hand and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. His younger brothers also gave up resistance.

"You, throw away your weapon!" The middle-aged man stepped forward, staring at Yang Yitian vigilantly, motioning him to put down the knife in his hand.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, threw away the knife in his hand, and remained silent without saying anything.

Seeing that the turmoil was almost under control, the middle-aged man put away his pistol and said to a subordinate next to him, "Call an ambulance immediately, send the seriously injured to the hospital, and call for 24-hour surveillance by the way."

"Yes!" The patrolman responded.

On the other side, two police officers pressed the man with the scar at the corner of his eye over. The middle-aged man looked straight at him and scolded him seriously: "Huang Ping, you are so brave. You have been out of prison for less than half a year, and now you dare to stand on the street!" Murder, do you know how bad your behavior is?"

The person with the scar at the corner of his eye seemed to know this middle-aged man, turned his head in disdain, and said with a sneer: "Tonight, count me as Huang Ping!"

The middle-aged man lowered his gaze, and didn't say anything more to Huang Ping, instead he glanced at the blood on the ground, as well as the dozen or so people who were crying in pain.

"You hurt these people?" The middle-aged man looked up at Yang Yitian, his face was serious and calm, but his heart was extremely shocked.

He once had the honor to watch the big martial arts competition in the provincial capital, and everyone possessed 'stunt skills'. As for the champion fighting five with bare hands, it was not a problem at all, but he couldn't do it like Yang Yitian, who was able to block several opponents unscathed by himself alone. Ten people with knives and sticks seriously injured more than ten people, which is unprecedented.

"They came out of nowhere to attack us first, Brother Tian and I were just protecting ourselves." Before Yang Yitian could say yes, Xiao Ya stood up. After all, this time the incident was too bad, and if it wasn't handled well, it would cause trouble for the upper body.

"We will investigate the matter clearly. Please come back to the criminal department with me, both of you, and make a detailed record." The middle-aged man said with a frown. After the call from the masses to report the crime, they rushed over in such a short time.

"Yes!" Yang Yitian did not refuse, because he knew that these procedures must be followed.

However, at this time, Huang Ping, who was suppressed by the two patrols, secretly squinted his eyes. He was not searched just now, and there was a sharp dagger hidden in his waist.

Glancing at Yang Yitian with vicious eyes, Huang Ping squirmed his lips, took a deep breath, raised his right foot, kicked a patrolman to the ground, quickly took out the sharp dagger at his waist, and stabbed it into the distance. Yang Yitian, who is less than one meter long.

"Go to hell!" Huang Ping yelled viciously, concentrating all his strength on the hand holding the dagger, trying to stab Yang Yitian's heart with one knife.

"Brother Tian, ​​be careful." As soon as Xiao Ya's words fell, a slight piercing sound, accompanied by a painful murmur, instantly reached the ears of everyone present.

At some point, Xiao Ya stood in front of Yang Yitian, the dagger that Huang Ping held in his hand stuck the entire blade into her chest, and blood dripped down the dagger to the ground.

This scene happened so fast and so suddenly, those patrolmen didn't even react, Xiao Ya, who was bleeding from her chest, fell into Yang Yitian's arms.

"Xiao Ya." Hugging Xiao Ya whose dress was stained red with blood, Yang Yitian's eyes, which had always been calm, finally changed at this moment, trembling and shrinking non-stop.

"Brother Tian, ​​I'm in so much pain, am I going to die?" Xiao Ya's face was pale, with a pityful smile on her red lips, she whispered in a pained voice.

"No, no, don't be afraid that I'm here!" Yang Yitian gritted his teeth remorsefully, stroked Xiao Ya's face with his hands, and a monstrous remorse surged out. He could have prevented all this in advance, because He had already noticed Huang Ping's movements, but Xiao Ya, who didn't know it at all, simply used her life to help herself block the knife.

"But. I.. I'm so tired, so cold, and I want to sleep for a while." Xiao Ya's soft voice was mixed with pain, and she felt like her eyelids had been filled with iron and lead, and she couldn't open them no matter what, and closed them softly down.

"No, don't sleep, I'll take you to the hospital right now, don't sleep." Yang Yitian gently hugged Xiao Ya, with pupils full of murderous intent, glanced coldly at Huang Ping, remembered his appearance, and turned to Huang Ping. The patrol next to him roared, "Get me a car right away!"

"Hurry up, save people!" The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and asked his subordinates to drive Xiao Ya and Yang Yitian to the hospital, then stared at Wang Ping, and shouted loudly: "Arrest him!"

"Damn it!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Ping cursed angrily, turned around and jumped over the fence, and jumped off the bridge