"Bang!"
A loud crash echoed from the alley, and Qi Yigao's struggling body finally went limp when he was slammed against the wall.
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Fan, who had exerted too much force, turned pale and was breathing heavily. After slamming the man with the knife against the wall, Jiang Fan, who was in a rush of blood to his head, still held Qi Yigao down tightly. He took a half step back and then slammed into the wall again with a loud thud!
"bite--"
The dagger fell to the bluestone of the alley with a crisp sound. Qi Yigao, who was thin and small, had blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His triangular eyes stared straight at Jiang Fan. His hand trembled and he could no longer hold the dagger, causing it to fall to the ground.
Upon hearing the sound,
Realizing that the man seemed to have lost his fighting ability, Jiang Fan looked down at the ground and saw the sharp knife with a bright, snow-white blade lying on the ground. Seeing this, Jiang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief. But just then, a roar suddenly entered Jiang Fan's ears!
"Fuck your mother, go to hell!"
The burly man who had been writhing on the ground in pain after being ambushed by Jiang Fan earlier had somehow managed to crawl over, clutching his bleeding cheek.
The reason Qi Yigao dropped the dagger wasn't because he was too weak to hold it anymore, but because he knew he couldn't break free from Jiang Fan's control, and when he saw the burly man crawling over, he pretended to be hit hard and had no strength, causing the dagger to fall to the ground!
In fact,
He was trying to deliver the knife to his accomplice!
The burly man held a sharp knife in one hand, while the other hand was still pressed against his bleeding cheek. The intense pain and dizziness made him unsteady on his feet, but this did not stop him from stabbing the knife at Jiang Fan, who was standing close by.
Seeing this,
Jiang Fan immediately tried to dodge, but because he was worried that the skinny man would stab him with a knife, Jiang Fan had kept his hands and upper body pressed tightly against the skinny man. Now that he wanted to retreat, he was tightly wrapped around the skinny man, who he thought had lost his fighting ability!
I can't break free!
In a flash, knowing that life and death hung in the balance, Jiang Fan simply hugged the skinny man tightly again. Then, as the burly man swung his knife to stab, he suddenly turned around and used Qi Yigao as a cushion. Luckily, Qi Yigao was small; if it had been a fat man, Jiang Fan would not have been able to succeed.
"Sizzle—"
The sound of tearing fabric echoed in the empty alley. When the burly man saw his companion facing him, he tried his best to pull back his knife, but due to inertia, it still slashed across his companion's back. In particular, the end of the blade was the largest, leaving a bloody wound on Qi Yigao's waist!
"Well!"
Jiang Fan clutched his equally bloodied arm and hissed in a low voice. In order to stabilize Qi Yigao's body, the arm that was placed on Qi Yigao's waist could not avoid the knife and was cut open, bleeding profusely.
"ah!"
Qi Yigao screamed in agony, no longer able to entangle with Jiang Fan, and fell to the ground with a thud. He frantically tried to press his bleeding and painful wound with his hands, but how could he cover such a long wound? The ground where he rolled was soon covered in blood.
Before the burly man, who was already dizzy, could stab him a second time, Jiang Fan, enraged by the pain, suddenly raised his leg and kicked the burly man hard in the abdomen with all his might.
"Bang!"
Jiang Fan's all-out attack after his anger, amplified by his increased strength, was truly terrifying. This kick sent the burly man flying off his toes and crashing into the wall. The impact was deafening, and the man was instantly knocked unconscious.
Jiang Fan's arm wound suddenly opened up a little due to excessive force, and more blood flowed out.
A wave of dizziness washed over Jiang Fan.
Ignoring his physical discomfort, Jiang Fan, despite feeling dizzy, walked to the skinny man who was howling in pain, picked up the sharp knife that had fallen to the ground again, and held it against the skinny man's chest.
"Waaah..."
"Waaaaah... Grandpa! Good sir! It was I, this worthless wretch, who did wrong. Please spare my life! My brother and I were only after money; we never intended to take your life! Waaaaah! Grandpa! I still have a wife and children at home..."
Qi Yigao, who had committed numerous evils and caused the destruction of several families, sensed the wavering murderous intent in the person in front of him and immediately burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.
only,
As he finished speaking, a sharp dagger pierced his chest.
"you……"
Qi Yigao opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the gushing blood. After choking a few times, his body stopped struggling and he died in the alley with his big eyes open.
Jiang Fan drew his dagger, wiped the blood off Qi Yigao's corpse, then stood up and walked to the unconscious, burly man. He pressed the dagger against the man's back and stabbed him down!
The man's unconscious body twitched weakly a few times before falling silent again.
The alley finally quieted down.
Jiang Fan, whose face was flushed during the fight, was now ashen-faced, lost in thought. He used a sharp knife to stab and tear off some of the burly man's clothes, then wrapped the strips around the wound.
Treat the wound properly.
Jiang Fan grabbed one person's leg with each hand and walked towards the nearby mountains. The wound on the burly man's arm, which he was pulling on, was bleeding profusely from the force of his grip, staining the fabric red.
...
...
In a narrow alley in the northern part of the city, next to a stinking ditch, a dilapidated wooden door was slowly pulled open.
The frail Chen Shi had no expression of sadness or joy. Holding her sleeping child in her arms, she walked to the house of a widow with whom she had a very good relationship. Chen Shi looked down at the sleeping child in her arms, and tears welled up in her eyes, each one as big as a pearl.
After seeing the child, she seemed to have made a decision and quietly placed the child in the widow's yard.
Returning home alone, Chen walked around the house, which she had just cleaned spotlessly. She went to her bridal chamber with her husband, recalling the faces and voices of her husband, children, and in-laws. Then, she stepped onto a stool and placed a white silk noose around her neck…
Half an hour later,