225 Rampant Massacre (1/2)

”Our boss is so fierce and gallant!”

Despite his severe injuries, Wang Lihu voiced his admiration as he watched Xiao Luo in action. He had been shot with three bolts, sustaining injuries to his abdomen, shoulder, and arm. Blood poured from his grave wounds, along with the many other cuts and bruises he suffered on his body, and his face was turned pale from the loss of blood.

Ye Qiu and Liu Tieguo's condition was not fairing any better either. The last thing they would have expected was that the Dragon Gang's crack troops would use concealed weapons like the crossbows hidden in their sleeves. Considering how skillful the black-clad men were, Ye Qiu and Liu Tieguo were lucky to survive the volley of darts.

Wang Yongjia was the only one among them who had not been hit by the bolts. The others had protected their superior instinctively.

”Gu Qianxue, look after them for me!”

Xiao Luo shouted out to Gu Qianxue. He then dashed toward the group of crossbowmen at an incredible speed, overcome with rage.

SLASH!

The remaining 12 archers only saw a glint of the slashing knife flash in front of their eyes for the briefest moment, then felt a warm, viscous liquid around their throats. As they instinctively held their throats and looked down to their hands, eyes widened in disbelief.

All they saw were blood-soaked hands!

They dropped the knives and spontaneously held their hands to their necks, as blood continued to ooze from the fatal wounds. They collapsed listlessly to the ground, struggling at first, then convulsing uncontrollably in the last few moments before death.

Xiao Luo stood watching them die, the knife in his hand was stained with blood. A cold, murderous aura emanated from the lone fighter, bristling with menace as he turned toward the rest of the Dragon Gang fighters.

The remaining troop of elite fighters trembled with fear. The man had just killed 12 of their compatriots in a blink of an eye. This man was a powerful beast!

” Hiyah!”

Xiao Luo burst into a harsh and piercing screech. He dashed at the black-clads and started wielding his blade in skillfully executed strokes, lunging and twisting his body in seamless motion like a dance. Wherever his knife flashed, limbs were severed, leaving men howling on the ground. It was a rampant massacre, ruthless and cruel, almost seeming like a hungry wolf ravaging a flock of sheep.

SLASH!

Xiao Luo's knife plunged through the chest of one man. As he pushed it in, he twisted the knife clockwise before brutally dragging it downwards to slash open the dying man's torso, spilling out his internal organs all over the floor. The gory scene sent a cold shiver down the spines of the other men around him.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Possessed with a bloodlust, Xiao Luo had now become ruthless as he turned to face the other men. His face was twisted in rage and fury, giving him the appearance of a mythical beast bathed in blood.

The crack fighters of the Dragon Gang were now shaking in his wake. The masks they wore could not hide the fear in their eyes, and they froze where they stood as their bodies refused to respond to their instinct to flee.

”Xiao!!!”

A loud and furious shout thundered from afar, reverberating across the empty street. A man, dressed in black was dashing in, he wore a different face mask and his blazing eyes locked on Xiao Luo.

This man was Han Mian, and he looked as terrifying as his namesake [1].

Two axes were already flying fast and furiously at Xiao Luo even as he was closing the distance in a quick time. Before he reached Xiao Luo, he had sent another four through the air. The axes spun viciously and homed in on Xiao Luo with savage force.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Six deadly hatchets flew swiftly in from six different angles, giving Xiao Luo no space to maneuver safely.

Xiao Luo remained calm and wielding his long knife skillfully as he blocked three axes and dodged the other three. Sparks flew in all directions as his blade parried the three axes.

Even as Xiao Luo was dealing with the axes, Han Mian had already launched himself toward Xiao Luo as the momentum brought him forward quickly. Coming in high and brandishing another two axes in both hands, he chopped down from above. The gleaming axes were certain to strike Xiao Luo on the head.