Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 267

Wei Chen's reaction was also extremely quick, he quickly raised his hand and aimed at Zhang Yang.

As soon as Zhang Yang saw Wei Chen's black cuffs, he immediately felt something was wrong, and quickly bent back.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Zhang Yang bent down, several silver needles shot out from Wei Chen's cuff, and flew over Zhang Yang's nose.

"what!"

The flying silver needle missed Zhang Yang, but hit the three people behind who were trying to rush up to stop Zhang Yang.

As soon as the three people touched the silver needle, their complexions instantly turned black, and then they began to foam at the mouth, fell to the ground, convulsed for a moment, and then stopped moving.

"Poisonous silver needles? It's the 21st century and people still use this kind of thing?"

Zhang Yang knew that Wei Chen was not bad at skills, but he didn't expect that there was a hidden weapon hidden in him.

When Zhang Yang stood up again, he found that Wei Chen had already escaped through the back door.

"Kill them for me, don't let any of them go!" Wei Chen's voice came from outside the door, and it was obvious that he had already run away.

"Damn, are the soles of your feet oiled? You run so fast!"

Zhang Yang saw that Wei Chen's movements of dropping the hidden weapon and escaping were done in one go, so smooth, he guessed that he must have done this kind of thing often in the past.

However, Zhang Yang didn't have time to think about it, he eliminated seven people, and now there were only twelve enemies left in the room, and a large number of reinforcements were coming outside.

Zhang Yang himself was fine, but An Yongquan and the seriously injured Xiao Liu and Xiao Hei couldn't deal with so many enemies. If they really fought a large number of enemies, Zhang Yang had no time to take care of them and had to fight quickly.

Seeing that the four gunmen had fallen and Wei Chen had also fled, An Yongquan joined the battle without hesitation.

Since the other party did not have a hot weapon for the time being, An Yongquan quickly got a machete from the man who had just fallen, and immediately rushed towards Guanghu and his party as if the tiger was out of the gate.

An Yongquan was skilled and powerful, and when he was slashing with an enemy who was rushing towards him, he slashed the blade of the opponent's machete with all his strength, and then he slashed at the opponent's head unimpeded.

In just a split second, the man was decapitated, his head was rolling around on the ground like a watermelon, and he could not rest in peace, and the blood at the fracture instantly sprayed An Yongquan and the people around him like a fountain, which was really shocking They left Guanghu and his party.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Liu suffered so much, and so many brothers died at their hands. At this moment, An Yongquan was so angry that he didn't care about 21, [-], and started killing.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also joined the battle, but he didn't kill like An Yongquan like mowing grass. He just picked up a steel pipe and knocked off the hands, feet or ribs of every enemy he saw.

But even so, An Yongquan didn't intend to let them go, and made up the knife mercilessly.

In just a dozen seconds, all the enemies in the torture room were wiped out, leaving only Guanghu as a polished commander.

Guanghu knew that An Yongquan was powerful, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yang, who was with him, was even stronger. He came up and eliminated the only four gunmen in the torture room, and he was shocked.

"Come on, don't let them run away!" Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Guanghu was about to run out the door.

"Want to run?" Zhang Yang snorted coldly, he didn't even bother to use the bad luck, he threw the steel pipe in his hand, and hit Guanghu's back knee.

"Ah!" Guanghu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his legs, wailed, and fell down.

At this time, dozens of people from outside rushed towards the torture room, each armed with knives and sticks, and many of them carried guns.

Zhang Yang is not sure how many of their men and guns there are in the stronghold. If there is a fight, the consumption of the unlucky point must be huge. Besides, Xiao Hei and Xiao Liu are already dying, and An Yongquan is also torn apart by the fierce battle. There are many wounds on his body, and his condition is not very good.

Zhang Yang thought for a moment, then quickly rushed up, lifted Guanghu up, and locked his throat: "If you don't want your boss to die, stop all of you!"

Seeing this, the subordinates outside stopped immediately and stood two or three meters away from Zhang Yang outside the door.

"Bastard, if you dare to hurt me, brother Chen will definitely not let you go!" Guanghu yelled at Zhang Yang, resisting the pain in his leg.

"Hmph, it's just a dog, do you really take yourself seriously?" Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and suddenly increased the strength in his hand: "Tell them to throw all the weapons in their hands over, or I'll just give you your trachea Take it out, I only give you three seconds!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Yang immediately started timing.

"One!" Every time he counted, Zhang Yang would increase his strength again, and Guanghu's face was already flushed from lack of oxygen.

"Two!" Zhang Yang's face became more murderous, Guanghu's neck was also pinched with blood, and Zhang Yang's trachea might be torn out by Zhang Yang at any time.

Just when Zhang Yang was about to say three words, Guanghu finally peed out of fear, tried his best, and shouted hoarsely to the crowd outside the door: "Do as he said..."

Seeing that Guanghu was about to die of anger, all the subordinates quickly threw the weapons in their hands in front of Zhang Yang.

"very good."

Zhang Yang smiled lightly, then threw Guanghu aside, and quickly closed and locked the door of the torture room.

"They can't come in for the time being, Uncle Ann, do you know where this back door leads to?"

Zhang Yang asked while locking the door, turned around, but found that An Yongquan didn't listen to him, but was anxiously releasing Xiao Hei and Xiao Liu from the shackles.

"Heizi, it's okay. I'll save you guys from here..." An Yongquan raised the machete, and cut off the iron chains that bound Xiao Hei's arms with one stroke.

"Brother, please kill me, I have nothing else to ask but to die now..." Xiao Hei was enduring the huge pain in his body, and he grinned at An Yongquan with a mouth full of blood and without a single tooth laughed out.

"Fart!" An Yongquan yelled angrily, and then got up to untie the rope in Xiao Liu's hand: "It's what you said that you will die together, I won't leave you, let alone kill you! "

"Zhang Yang, come and help!"

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and then quickly ran over, carefully hugging Xiao Liu's body so that he would not fall down after untying the rope.

"Come on, the two of us will carry you behind our backs, I will take you to the doctor, and you will be saved!"

After untying the rope, An Yongquan immediately asked Zhang Yang to put Xiao Liu on his back.

"Ah!" As soon as the rope was untied, Xiao Liu cried out heart-piercingly.

Due to being hung up with both hands for a long time and excessive blood loss, both arms were necrotic, and a layer of flesh on the wrist was torn away by the weight of the body, exposing the bones.

Due to the complete loss of mobility of the two legs and the effect of amphetamines, Xiao Liu's mind was abnormally sober, and with just a slight shake, there was a sharp pain in both knees, and his whole body was violently twitching.

(End of this chapter)