C222 (1/2)

”I would like to have a toast, but how are you going to toast then?” My voice immediately became gloomy.

Brother Fei immediately took a step back. With a wave of his hand, the dozen men surrounded me and Li Yadong. They swung their baseball bats and steel pipes towards us.

I immediately protected Li Yadong behind me. I pulled out the Thousand Year Thunderbolt Date sword from my bag, blocked the baseball bat of the two people in front of me with my sword, and kicked them onto the ground. Then, I pulled Li Yadong and ran towards Brother Fei.

The people behind immediately chased after us like a swarm of bees.

When Brother Fei saw that I immediately knocked over two of them, he dodged to the side when he saw that I didn't have any skill and didn't dare to fight me head on.

I pulled Li Yadong to the Mercedes-Benz that Brother Fei was driving. I stuffed him into the car and shouted, ”Close the door, don't get out!”

Although Li Yadong was scared out of his wits, he still obeyed me. Once he got into the car, he closed the door. After he got in, he remembered me and asked, ”Then, what should we do?”

”Don't worry about me, I have my own ways!”

Seeing that Li Yadong had closed the door, I immediately jumped onto the roof. Those people were waving the sticks and steel pipes in their hands, clamoring to get me out of the car. They didn't dare to smash this Feimu's luxurious car.

However, I didn't feel sorry for him. After walking around on the roof of the carriage, I stepped on his roof until it became a deep pit.

When Brother Fei saw me tormenting his beloved car like this, he immediately became furious and shouted loudly, ”Hit me …” Fight to the death! ”

Those people immediately started climbing up the carriage, wanting to pull me down from the carriage. The Three Revolutions Thousand Lightning Striked Date sword in my hand danced, my hands moved extremely quickly, one after another, hitting the hands of those people that were holding the lethal weapon, causing them to cut and tear. They couldn't take the pain anymore, so they threw away the weapon in their hands.

The last time I asked Master, this piece of iron was not just ordinary iron, but black iron, it was extremely sharp, and could cut through metal like mud. I only lightly slashed on their wrists, causing them to feel pain, so they voluntarily threw away their sticks; this still gave them some face.

In the blink of an eye, five to six people's arms were cut by me with my peach wood sword. They were dripping with blood and had lost their combat ability. No one dared to climb onto the carriage again.

At this moment, among this group of people, someone took out a small crossbow, aimed it at my thigh and shot it over.

My heart skipped a beat and I immediately became vigilant. I brandished the wooden sword in my hand to block the crossbow. Immediately after, someone took out a crossbow and aimed it at me.

I hadn't expected them to have something like this. If I stayed on the roof, I'd be a live target.