Repeatedly jumping on the edge of death

An Yi tightened his grip on the dagger again, and looked at the group of people in front of him. There were all kinds of people, machetes and iron bars in their hands. Everyone held no less than two things in their hands.

Fortunately, guns in District [-] are very expensive, otherwise, An Yi would not be able to run easily today, so An Yi took a step back and moved his body.

"Ah, today is the day of your death! I want to avenge our dead brother!" The leader stood shouted at An Yi at the top of his voice.

"Yes!" The people behind shouted in unison.

An Yi quickly caught the point, us?Is this gathering together to seek revenge?

An Yi counted the people on the field, and there were about 34. Today is sure to be another fierce battle, so run as long as you can.

An Yi's eyes had already started looking for a way to escape. Among the group of people, the man standing at the front with an iron rod threw himself on the ground and rushed towards An Yi with a roar.

When the people behind saw it, they picked up the things in their hands and rushed over.

An Yi frowned slightly, looked at the person rushing towards him, leaped vigorously, stepped on the iron rod in the person's hand, kicked the person beside him to the ground with one kick, and then sent the dagger out of his hand, directly Finish the person in front of you.

The dust on the ground was flying, the sea water was beating against the shore in the distance, and the cold wind was blowing directly into the body.

Not to be outdone, the group of people rose together, and it was considered good for An Yi to be able to take the next few rounds. An Yi's physical strength could not afford to be exhausted after a long sparring.

There were more than a dozen people in the group in front of him. An Yi stood in the distance panting heavily, but kept moving his hands. His body and dagger were already covered with the blood of the group.

Under the dark golden eyes, splatter-shaped bloodstains were left on the porcelain-white skin. With his back to the moonlight, An Yi looked terribly frightening, as if he had just come out of hell.

An Yi could already feel that he was a little powerless, but the group of people followed him closely, and now he couldn't even escape.

In the early stage, An Yi's speed was very fast, and he didn't suffer many injuries on his body, but after a long time, if he didn't pay attention, he got heavy iron bars on his back and arms.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, the machete in front of him could have cut directly through his throat.

Holding the dagger, An Yi's wrist began to tremble unconsciously, his eyes flickered coldly, and the movements of his feet were much slower than at the beginning.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" gunshot in the distance, and a hole was shot through An Yi's feet instantly.

There are people on the roof!An Yi's first reaction was the person opposite, but just before he took a step under his feet, there was another "bang", and there was another hole under his feet.

This time, An Yi didn't dodge the heavy blow behind him, only stopped the person behind him with a low growl, and then jumped up and slashed at An Yi with a machete.

In order not to seriously injure himself, An Yi had no choice but to raise the dagger in his hand.Take that machete.

However, there was a huge difference in strength. In the next second, An Yi was beaten and lay on the ground. Just as An Yi was about to get up, his back was stepped on violently. With the sound of coughing, An Yi's hands rubbed heavily. On the stone, in an instant, blood beads began to flow out.

The leader on the opposite side was unhurried, whistled, and slowly walked towards An Yi, squatting in front of An Yi, pulled An Yi's hair and pulled him up from the ground.

"What's wrong? The famous A can't do it anymore?"

All of a sudden, the remaining seven or eight people around laughed loudly. An Yi really didn't have the energy to entangle with the ugly man in front of him, so he closed his eyes, keeping out of sight and out of mind.

Just die.

Seeing An Yi's current state, the ugly man rushed up with anger, stood up and kicked An Yi's stomach a few times.

An Yi frowned in pain, and made a whimpering sound like a kitten.

In order to avoid secondary injuries, An Yi raised his hands to protect his head tightly, the ugly man stopped his feet, looked at An Yi's perfect figure, and suddenly felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

The ugly man gestured to the people next to him. They glanced at each other and understood. The four of them stepped forward and pulled An Yi up from the ground.

The fierce iron rod was swung between the bends of the legs, and the tremendous force was beyond anyone's ability to bear. An Yi let out a cry of pain, and fell to his knees with a plop.

The wrist was firmly pulled by the person next to him, unable to resist at all, the ugly man squatted in front of An Yi, pulling An Yi's hair with one hand, forcing him to look at him, while the other hand began to explore An Yi's body.

An Yi was shocked, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and he began to struggle to get his hands out of the two big men, staring at the ugly man in front of him as if staring at a dead man.

The ugly man hated others looking at him like this. After cursing, he punched An Yi in the face angrily, and restrained An Yi's neck with one hand.

"What do you think you are, with this face you are meant to be fucked"

The cold light in An Yi's eyes became more intense, he breathed heavily, and now he, who never swears, finally cursed out loud.

"Stupid (bi)!"

This time, the ugly man smiled instead of anger, and his hands moved more presumptuously. The clothes on his upper body were torn into a mess. An Yi wanted to get up, but was firmly held down, and he couldn't use any strength in his legs.

He's scared!An Yi really started to get scared. He thought that if he cursed out loud, the other party would just beat him up, but he didn't expect it to get worse.

"Don't!" An Yi's voice trembled slightly, and the cold light in his eyes wavered a little.

"Don't?" The ugly man's eyes fell on An Yi's face: "I'll hand you over to my brothers when I've had enough fun, and then you'll have to beg for mercy!"

As he said that, the man began to tear off An Yi's clothes. An Yi closed his eyes tightly, biting his pale lips, both wrists were congested, but he couldn't break free.

With this sense of powerlessness, An Yi's eyes glistened with fear, and when he closed his eyes, the first person he thought of was not that Fu Ning who had been taking care of him, but that Shi Lian who had abandoned him.

An Yimeng opened his eyes and looked at the empty surroundings, it was just his own fantasy, if Fu Ning did not come back to save him, Shi Lian would not come to save him.

A feeling of nausea rushed out of his throat, and within a few moments, a smear of blood gushed out from between his lips, and the ugly man laughed even louder.

Just as he was about to reach out for An Yi to wipe it off, there was another gunshot in the distance. An Yi only felt his face heat up, and his body weight lost more than half.

Before the people around could react, Bang Bang fired a few more shots, and the people who pulled him fell to the ground one after another.

An Yi tilted his head and looked at the people who came running over one after another. The person in the front was full of worry. The person with the suit lining was very good-looking. In his memory, only Shi Lian would wear it like this.

Is it Shilian?If so, I kind of want to forgive you.

An Yi's eyelids began to fight, and he completely lost consciousness within a few seconds.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"What should I do! Are you blind because you have long eyes! Find a doctor!"

"Yes! Yes!" The head of the person next to him was almost buried in his chest.

"Sir, are you going to the hospital?"

"No, I'll take him home!"