Multiple personality

The man's steps were very steady, every step he took seemed to have been precisely measured, just like a cheetah just waking up, the silent and neat steps gave an indescribably strange and chilling feeling to outsiders.

Facing Shangze's eyes, the leading man's expression suddenly became serious. He seemed to have sensed some dangerous aura, and quickly gave his subordinates a wink, signaling that everyone should not act rashly.

Seeing that his boss got up from the beauty and looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, the thugs behind him didn't dare to procrastinate, and they all became vigilant: "Which way is brother? I advise you not to meddle in your own business. "

This person looked like a fellow of theirs, and he didn't know how long Duo Fang had been standing in the dark just now. It is estimated that if he hadn't deliberately made noises, the thugs would not have discovered his existence.

Judging from the meaning of the man taking these two steps and the dangerous killing intent on his body, judging from the many years of experience in the arena of the leading man, it is better not to provoke this kind of enemy.There are many things that can be seen in a person's eyes, and just by looking at each other, one can see that the skill of the man opposite him is definitely not inferior to him.

Ze didn't answer the other party's temptation, but just strode through the crowd with two long legs like someone else, and walked to Chen Jia's side.When his eyes fell on the red marks on the man's delicate collarbone and the obvious redness and swelling on his face, the eyes of the man in black sank hard.

"You brat is shameless, right? Didn't you hear our boss talking to you? I think you don't want to live anymore!"

One of the thugs obviously couldn't hold his breath anymore. Where can we see Chen Jia's duck fly away?Naturally, the subordinates were not as angry as his boss. After thinking about it, he drew out the dagger he carried beside him and slashed at everyone's back like a man with his back on his back.

Unexpectedly, this fierce fatal blow did not hit directly as everyone expected, but made a piercing sound of sparks on the hard stone wall. Chen Jia saw that the other party was going to kill him, and hurriedly pulled Ze was about to run away, but after two steps, he was blocked by several people holding knives.

"Do it, no one will be left alive!"

The boss doesn't care about the attractiveness. This time, the client gave the order to die. In their business, they have to complete their work after receiving their money. Beauty is important, but it must not be done. Small things lose big.

The thugs drew out their steel knives one after another, and the silver-white blade shone coldly under the pale moonlight. Chen Jia shuddered when he saw it: "You let him go first, it has nothing to do with him."

Chen Jia's face was pale, and she suppressed her nervousness and looked at the leader's big man with an itchy heart.

"When is this? You still want to protect your little friend. It seems that you are quite affectionate and righteous. Chen Dong likes him so much. I don't know if the dead Ji Shao knows."

Some people couldn't see it, and directly opened their mouths to mock Chen Jia. He just couldn't understand this group of high-ranking scumbags. It doesn't matter if they are rich or powerful. In the end, they can only beg their brothers to let him go like a dog. .

"Get rid of that nosy person first, and keep the little beauty if you can. It's also good to leave it for the brothers to play. Let's see if his little friend can protect him then!"

Although these words were said by some men with brains, they still had the effect of inciting desire. Just when the thugs were about to move, the thug closest to Ze felt that his hand was empty, and then he was twisted to the ground .

They didn't even see clearly how the other party was moving, they only felt a silver light whistling past, the light of a knife flashed in front of everyone, followed by a scream.

Taking a closer look, the thug who said he wanted to play with the beauty just now had been nailed straight to the wall with a sharp steel knife.

The steel knife thrown by the man passed through the man's shoulder with incredible force, nailing him to the wall.

Without reacting at all, the thug who was dressed as a meat skewer looked down at the knife handle that had been nailed into his shoulder, screamed and passed out.

The scene was silent, everyone including Chen Jia was completely unresponsive to what happened just now, so that after the bluster thug passed out, no one dared to step forward to provoke the two of them.

How much strength does it take to drive the knife so deep?That's a wall, not wood, so nail it?And the distance is still so far, this is unscientific!

Obviously, all the thugs realized that this execution was a ruthless character, and everyone present was carrying a few lives, but even so, facing Ze's extremely ruthless attack People, too, have to stop their movements in a frightening manner.

"You killed someone?"

Chen Jia stretched out her hand and tightly grasped the man's arm, regardless of how much pain her own strength caused him. He was not showing weakness in the face of such a desperate situation just now, but now he was tightly clutching the flesh of the man's arm.

"No, it's just abolishing him." Ze frowned a little when he was grabbed by Chen Jia's force, but the little wild cat was quite strong, and it seemed that there was no serious physical problem.

But even so, after turning back coldly, he didn't shake off that annoying claw on his arm.

Chen Jia was instantly relieved by the other party's answer, as long as no one was dead, he was really afraid that this guy would take his life for himself, and if he really killed someone here, he would be held for the rest of his life.

For a person like Chen Jia, there are many ways to take revenge on his revenge, and the one with blood on his own hands is the most unwise move.

Someone who was a little calmer found that he had scratched his arm red, and then let go of his hand in embarrassment. Ze didn't even look at him. The enemy didn't hurt him, but he had great strength.

Ze glanced at his loosened arm, did not speak, turned around and pushed Chen Jia casually to a corner where no one was there, then ignored the other party's surprised gaze, and turned to look at the thug who was facing the enemy. them.

"Old, boss, he, he is here, what should I do?"

The thugs looked at the big guy in blank dismay. If it weren't for the boss not letting go, they would have withdrawn a long time ago.

"What should I do? Kill him! I don't believe so many people can't get him alone, let me do it!"

The leader, the big man, understood that even if they retreated today, that Chen Jia would definitely not let them go afterwards. The man in front of him was the biggest variable today, and they had to kill him in order to accomplish today's goal.

They didn't forget Chen Jia's sinister eyes and his status in society. Money can make troubles, they can be invited by others to deal with him, and when Chen Jia walks out of this alley, more people can be invited to come. deal with them.

Some words can be understood even if they are not explained clearly. Everyone understands the meaning of the leader's words. As long as they let Chen Jia survive today, they will die after tomorrow.

Several steel knives slashed towards Ze's vitals, full of murderous intent, and Chen Jia in the corner almost stopped breathing. Seeing that the men in the encirclement were about to be chopped into minced meat, Ze turned away. Rush towards one of the thugs at a flying speed.

The black thick-soled boots slammed onto the blade, Ze kicked the steel knife from the opponent's hand, and rolled over, his body rolled lightly to the ground.

Overturning the weight of the steel knife in his hand, Ze was a little dissatisfied with the cheapness and frivolity of the steel knife. He held the handle of the knife in one hand, clamped the wall of the knife with the other, and twisted the blade into a curved silver hook with force.

The scimitar that looks like a silver crescent moon harvests the blood in the darkness like a beautiful silver spark, and the silver full moon flying in the man's hand is like a brilliant waltz on a music stage.

Many years later, Chen Jia still clearly remembered what happened today, the figure that shuttled under countless steel blades, he thought he would never forget it in his life.

Everything was over—— Chen Jia looked at the man whose arm was dripping blood under the moonlight, and felt for the first time that a person's heart could freeze until time stood still.

At no moment has he realized more clearly than now that this man is not his Jize, this man who is as powerful as a devil is not the one he knows, absolutely.

For a long time, Chen Jia believed that Jize was the most precious salvation in his life, that man who was as warm as the sun could slowly melt away the resentment and injustice in people's hearts, and then immerse himself in this unique In Jize's warmth.

Looking at the man dripping blood like a ghost, Chen Jia suddenly felt that he didn't want Ze in front of him to have any connection with his Jize. If his sunshine really became like this, he thought he didn't want it.

Maybe I don't care about Jize that much at all, otherwise why would I have such a cold-blooded thought in this situation, really, selfish and cruel.

Before Chen Jia's self-mockery ended, the 'demon' who was walking towards him felt weak and fell to the ground suddenly.

Chen Jia ran quickly, knelt down and patted the man's pale side face in horror. After receiving a few unintelligible whispers from the unconscious man, he quickly found the cell phone that was thrown on the ground, and dialed the emergency number with trembling hands.

After finishing the call, Chen Jia suddenly looked at the bloody thugs who were brought down by Ze on the ground around him. The eyes of the beauty flashed ruthlessly. How could he just let it go? After Ze was sent to the hospital, he would go there in person. Take good care of 'em.

"It's me. I'm in trouble in City H. Can you send someone over to deal with it?"

The cold voice seemed to be talking to someone, Chen Jia thought that if it wasn't for Ze, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to call that person.

Speaking of which, when I asked for help from that person twice in my life, it seemed that I couldn't do without this face.

After finishing the call, Chen Jia looked down at the pale face of the man on the ground again, and couldn't help stroking the familiar facial features with trembling fingertips.

Maybe even Chen Jia didn't realize that he looked at the unconscious man with obstinate daze in his eyes.

The author has something to say:

I always feel that the fighting description in this chapter is waiting for the strong middle school spirit to break...