237 Cannot move (2/2)

Xiao Luo's shifted internal power toward his abdomen, and when Hei Lang's right foot slammed into it, it was repelled with great force, like an exploding grenade. Hei Lang howled in pain as his right foot was thrown back violently. The bone on his right leg was broken in several places, and he lay shaking on the floor, screaming in pain.

”Damn it you little b*stard, do you really want her to die?” Long Sankui roared, as he pointed at Bai Ling.

”F*ck your mother, did I f*cking move?”

No matter how calm Xiao Luo's temperament was, he couldn't help but swear when he became furious. But whenever he cursed, he always had on an impassive expression, and seldom gave others the impression that he was cursing.

Long Sankui was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, ”Alright, alright, alright. I have wronged you!”

Long Sankui glanced at one of his elite guards. The man then strode towards Xiao Luo, brimming with animosity and his intentions crystal clear.

”Hiiyah!”

The man, clad in black, yelled aggressively and rushed in. With the long knife in his hand, he slashed across Xiao Luo's back.

SLASH!

A gaping wound opened up on Xiao Luo's back. Blood spilled, and a sudden pain shot up to his brain. Xiao Luo's body trembled, and as he tried to hold his composure, a painful grunt escaped from his throat.

”Hmm, hmmph… hmmph”

Bai Ling was desperately trying to say something to Xiao Luo, but her gag prevented any words. She had just wanted to find Mie and did not expect to be the cause of Xiao Luo's predicament. How did things progress to this instead?

”Die!”

Another slash and another wound gouged into Xiao Luo's body. Blood flowed from the injuries, and Xiao Luo's clothes were soaked red.

”Yaaaa~.”

Another elite guard now took his turn. He stabbed Xiao Luo in the back, careful not to kill him. Just as Hei Lang had said, Xiao Luo's life should be taken by Long Sankui, so the blow avoided all the vital spots.

”Arrgh~.”

Xiao Luo groaned. His face had become pale, and he coughed painfully. Xiao Luo was bleeding badly and losing blood, staggering, he kneeled on the ground.

”NO!!!”

Bai Ling's muffled cry was in vain, and no one would help Xiao Luo. Her heart was bleeding out for him as she shed tears uncontrollably.

”Why was it like this?”

”Xiao Luo, hurry up and fight back!”

So many thoughts were running through Bai Ling's mind. The trauma to both body and spirit was too much to bear; she finally succumbed, falling to the floor unconscious.

Believing the threat was over, the man left Bai Ling lying on the floor and did not pay her any more attention. She would not be needed any longer as leverage against Xiao Luo. He wouldn't be able to resist after what he had just been through.

Long Sankui could not hide his joy. He gave no attention to Bai Ling, and looking at Xiao Luo, he sneered, ”Little rotten pr*ck, look at you now. Just like a dead dog, killing you would be easier than killing an ant. Why do you still bother putting up a fight?”

”Sorry, I have to let you down!”

Xiao Luo raised his head, and a devilish grin flashed across his face.

His internal energy exploded, and the dagger sticking out of his left shoulder was released. Grabbing it quickly, he threw it at the man standing next to Bai Ling.

Whoosh~

The dagger flew at an incredible pace in a straight trajectory and thumped into his head. The knife lodged in his forehead, and the man slumped to the ground. He did not even make a sound.