After the fraudulent death, the six sons brutally abused the boss

Chapter 676 Let You Feel My Pain
There is no flat ground in the jungle, and walking is stumbling.

Yao Zirang endured the pain in his body, tightened his jawline, and with Feng Ruolan's support, he limped and fled towards the deep forest.

It was exactly as Yao Zirang said.

The two bald men didn't intend to let them go, they climbed down with a climbing rope.

When Feng Ruolan turned her head and saw that the other party was about to come down, her face turned pale with fright, and she tried to speed up her pace.

"Ruolan, put me down."

"My son told you not to speak, we will be able to escape."

"They came prepared for me, not you. If you escape now, you will still have a chance."

"If you still have the strength to say so much, you will definitely be able to escape."

Finally saw Feng Ruolan's stubbornness.

Yao Zirang should be happy, but he couldn't be happy anyway.

He began to regret his carelessness.

Because of being too confident and too impatient, I made a big mistake.

Just like the confession in the car just now, and I thought that the other party was just stalking and would not do anything in broad daylight.

"I'm sorry..." Yao Zirang lowered his eyes, "Your brother is right, I really hurt you."

Feng Ruolan's eyes froze for a moment, and she suddenly remembered the unhappy breakup between him and Feng Jingcheng on the cruise ship not long ago.

Turns out, that's what they said.

Before she could reply, Yao Zirang suddenly stopped and let go of Feng Ruolan's support.

"Don't stop, they are going to catch up!"

"Wait for me here."

"what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to get rid of them."

"This is very dangerous... Zi Rang! Zi Rang wants you to come back!"

Feng Ruolan wanted to persuade him, but he walked in the direction of the two bald men without looking back.

The fabric of the clothes on the back has been soaked with blood.

It can be seen that the wound is not usually deep.

He limped as he walked, trying to straighten his back.

It was obviously painful, but he didn't flinch at all.

Feng Ruolan was so anxious that she was about to cry, she really wanted to run back and pull Yao Zirang back, but Yao Zirang suddenly became ruthless and hurried forward.

As soon as the two bald men landed, they saw Yao Zirang's figure getting closer.

The two were about to draw out their weapons, but unexpectedly, he kicked up and hit the head directly.

"Well!"

Bang!
The two were kicked at the same time, and happened to land on the sharp stone that stabbed Yao Zirang just now, and they groaned again in pain.

Yao Zirang stepped forward again, stomping on the chests of the two men, preventing them from coming forward.

"Ah-"

The two bald men howled in pain.

One of the men took out a knife from his waist and tried to stab Yao Zirang's calf.

Unexpectedly, he turned around sharply, dodged the knife attack, and quickly kicked the opponent's knife away.

"I will not let you have the possibility of a second sneak attack."

Yao Zirang was condescending and looked at the two of them coldly.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" The two bald and muscular men were very dissatisfied, and struggled to get up.

There was severe pain from the wound on the back, and they gasped at the same time.

Yao Zirang smiled.

"How about letting you feel my pain too? Is it good?"

He knew that his back was injured and his physical strength was limited.

The few kicks just now have exhausted all my strength.

Fortunately, strength is not in vain, and pain is not in vain. Now that all three of them are injured, the fight is no longer about strength, but tactics.

"Damn it, we'll cut your body into pieces today!" After one of the bald men finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and took out another knife from his body, and then rushed towards Yao Zirang.

Yao Zirang easily dodged the attack, and another man followed, and the three of them started a thrilling fight.

Feng Ruolan stood in the distance, panicked.

I don't know what to do at this time.

She really wanted to tell the three of them not to fight, but she knew that doing so would only distract Yao Zirang, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense.

The fight between the three men was merciless.

It's not the kind of borrowing style in TV dramas, punching to the flesh, without ambiguity at all.

The sound of fists can be heard from far away.

Especially when Yao Zirang's fists and feet landed on the opponent's body, the bone creaking sound made her even more frightened.

Suddenly, one of the men inexplicably exploded with prehistoric power, pestering Yao Zirang to fight.

Then another companion quietly walked around behind Yao Zirang, while he was not paying attention, quietly picked up the weapon on the ground.

Feng Ruolan's heart trembled, and she subconsciously shouted: "Zirang, pay attention to the back!"

The bald man originally wanted to sneak attack Yao Zirang, but he was caught, so he immediately shifted his attack target to Feng Ruolan, and raised his weapon at her.

Feng Ruolan's eyes widened, and before she had time to hide, she suddenly felt a stone bounce off her calf, she couldn't control her body leaning forward, and knelt down on the ground.

At the same time, a bang sounded in the forest.

What follows is a bang bang bang of continuity.

The birds in the jungle were frightened and flew away. Just as Feng Ruolan raised her head, she was surprised to see the two bald men lying on the ground, howling in pain.

Yao Zirang looked like Shura from hell, holding up weapons with bloody hands, pointing at the two people on the ground.

Feng Ruolan could see that he was murderous, and anxiously shouted: "Zirang, don't!"

His hand paused slightly.

Turning around, she saw Feng Ruolan lying on the ground, fear was written all over her bright face.

"Don't kill..."

Feng Ruolan prayed.

It seemed that it was not someone else but herself who was facing death at this moment.

Yao Zirang couldn't help tightening his jawline, picked up the knife on the ground, and stabbed it hard into the legs of the two bald men.

"what--"

The shrill shouts pierced the tranquility of the jungle.

He didn't blink at all.

Just stabbed, suddenly remembered something, turned to Feng Ruolan and said loudly: "Turn your head and close your eyes."

Feng Ruolan couldn't bear to look at such a bloody side, she closed her eyes and turned around in fright.

She couldn't see what Yao Zirang was doing, but could only hear the two men's cries getting louder and shriller.

One after another.

Scarier than ghosts.

After an unknown amount of time, Yao Zirang's voice came from beside his ears.

"Let's go."

Feng Ruolan was taken aback, and stepped back a few steps preconditionally.

She was about to turn her head to see the condition of the two men who were still howling, but Yao Zirang blocked her view with her bloody palm.

"If you don't want to leave a lifetime of shadows and have nightmares every night, move forward now and don't look back."

Yao Zirang's voice was unprecedentedly cold.

This warning made Feng Ruolan shrank her neck in fright, stopped looking back, and pulled Yao Zi to run away.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held it tightly.

A complex emotion arises spontaneously.

Yao Zirang caught her conditioned reflex actions just now.

The eyes that were as beautiful as the moon from both sides showed a terrified look at him.

He seemed to be able to see himself as a demon in her eyes.

The demon from hell tried to drag down the fairy.

Just a fleeting look in his eyes was enough to make him feel pained and suffocated.

At this time, she was holding his hand tightly, as if she was trying to save him from the edge of hell to heaven.

(End of this chapter)