The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Chen Yifan's saber drew a half arc of light in the blood mist, and he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his wrist.

A one-eyed ogre had come up behind him at some point, wrapped a rusty chain around his knife-holding hand, and the other end of the iron hook pierced deeply into his right shoulder.

"Little brat, your eyes are quite big, aren't they?" The ogre's fangs almost poked his eyelids, and the stench mixed with saliva sprayed on his face, "Grandpa will help you dig it out!"

Chen Yifan groaned and rammed his knee into the man's crotch. "Fuck you! You want to kill me? No way!"

Taking advantage of the ogre's pain and letting go, Chen Yifan wrapped the chain around his neck, using the force to flip over and throw him to the ground. The two rolled and wrestled in a pool of blood, and the ogre's nails scratched his cheek, tearing off a large piece of flesh.

The saber slipped out of his hand without knowing when, and Chen Yifan felt the half-broken bone on the ground and stabbed it into the back of the ogre's neck without hesitation. Warm blood gushed out, splashing his right eye and blinding him instantly.

He wiped his face carelessly, but found that what his fingers touched was not just blood. The skin and flesh of his eye sockets were rolled up, and he didn't know whether it was torn apart by claws or teeth. The intense pain made countless golden stars explode in front of his eyes.

"Chen Yifan!"

Mu Yang's roar pierced through the tinnitus. Chen Yifan stumbled and turned around, just in time to see two ogres rushing towards him from different directions. He instinctively raised his left arm to block, and the bone knife cut a half-foot long wound on his forearm, and the white bones were vaguely visible.

Blood dripped from his fingertips, leaving hideous patterns on the ground. Chen Yifan suddenly laughed out loud, and the laughter mixed with blood foam sprayed on the ogre's face: "Come on! Today I'm going to kill all of you!"

In the melee, another heavy blow hit him on the head. Chen Yifan's eyes went dark and he knelt on one knee. However, when the ogre's bone knife was about to pierce his heart, he suddenly raised his head and hit the ogre's nose with his forehead.

After a crisp sound, the ogre's nose bone fragment pierced into his brow bone, and warm blood completely blurred his right eye.

"Brother Chen!" An Nuo's cry came from a distance.

Chen Yifan wanted to respond, but a sweet and fishy taste surged up his throat. He felt his body getting heavier and heavier, and every swing of the axe was like dragging a thousand-pound iron ball.

The severe pain in her right eye had already gone numb, leaving only a blur of blood flickering in her vision. Anuo rolled and crawled to Chen Yifan's side, and her turbid tears mixed with blood fell on Chen Yifan's bloodstained shoulder.

He hugged the wounded Chen Yifan tightly, with his back facing the approaching ogre, "Woo woo woo...Brother Chen! I'm here! I'm here!"

"Go away...your mother is waiting for you to come home, don't be stupid!"

Chen Yifan pushed An Nuo weakly, and his bloody fingers left several messy scratches on his back.

But Anuo stood there like a nail, allowing the ogre's bone knife to scrape across his hair, building a barrier of flesh and blood in front of Chen Yifan.

"boom!"

At this moment, Mu Yang rushed out from the side with a gun, and the bullet accurately shot through the ogre's head. He knelt on one knee and pulled Chen Yifan behind him, firing with his left hand, and pulled out a tactical dagger with his right hand to slash the monster's throat.

The warm blood splashed on his wounded face, but it couldn't hide the fierceness in his eyes: "Anuo! Help him retreat! I'll cover you!"

"No...I can still..."

Chen Yifan struggled to get up, but his vision went dark due to excessive blood loss. An Nuo cried and put Chen Yifan's arm on her shoulders, almost dragging him back.

Mu Yang ran out of bullets again, so he simply smashed the gun into the ogre's face, picked up the saber that Chen Yifan had dropped on the ground and continued fighting.

Ah Nuo was running with the man on his back, when he suddenly felt his back sink and Chen Yifan passed out. He gritted his teeth and cried out, "Brother Da Hu! Brother Er Gou! Where are you? Come and help!"

The crisp sound of breaking iron chains was heard in the distance. Dahu and Ergou waved the bone whips they had snatched from the ogre and cut a bloody path. The barbs on the whip hooked the monster's skin and flesh.

“Woooa ...

The shrill sound of sirens tore through the night sky, and thirty special police vehicles rolled over the gravel road like a steel torrent. The city bureau chief roared from the loudspeaker: "Attention all units! Zone B has entered a level one combat state!"

Hundreds of armed police officers filed out of the cars, and the silver wall of riot shields glowed coldly in the moonlight.

"Backup is here!"

Mu Yang's roar mixed with blood foam sprayed on the saber. He cut the throat of an ogre with his backhand and felt the wound in his abdomen burst again. Warm blood soaked through the bandage and dripped onto the ground along the tactical belt.

Chen Yifan's consciousness was floating on the edge of darkness, and he could hear An Nuo's crying roar in a trance. The boy carried him on his back and stumbled among the corpses. The wound on his back kept oozing blood, staining Chen Yifan's shirt a strange dark color.

"Put me down!"

Chen Yifan struggled to get up, but was held down by Dahu. This tower-like man was covered in blood, and the pieces of flesh on the mace fell off as he moved: "Brother Chen, please trust us for once!"

The police had support, and the ogres also had backup troops. The ogre leader suddenly let out a piercing cry, and more than fifty ogres instantly formed a defensive formation.

They overlapped the blood-stained bone shields, and sharp bone spurs protruded from the gaps between the shields, glowing bluish-black in the moonlight.

"Prepare heavy firepower!" Mu Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised the walkie-talkie, "Sniper, suppress the commanding heights!" Before he finished speaking, three armored vehicles broke through the wall, and the heavy machine guns on board spewed out flames.

The dense bullets ripped holes into the ogre's shield formation, and broken bones mixed with blood and flesh splattered on the wall.

Chen Yifan was helped to sit down in the corner. He fumbled to tear off the blood-stained cloth and wrapped it around his right eye. The severe pain made him sober up. He grabbed the iron rod on the ground and was about to stand up: "I can still fight!"

"do not move!"

Mu Yang suddenly pounced on him and pressed him against the wall.

A bone-hair arrow flew past Chen Yifan's scalp and penetrated into the brick wall behind him. The barb at the tail of the arrow hooked a strand of bloody hair.

"All actions follow the command!"

Mu Yang's police uniform had been torn into strips, revealing hideous scratches on his chest. "Your men will be responsible for the right wing, and my men will attack the front!" He turned to look at Da Hu, "Take the brothers and make a detour through the ventilation duct!"

Da Hu nodded heavily and disappeared into the smoke with the gangsters. Er Gouzi picked up a fallen Molotov cocktail, tore off the cloth strip and lit it:

"Let these beasts have a taste of the burning at the stake, go!" The Molotov cocktail drew a parabola and exploded among the ogres, with smelly grease mixed with flames splashing everywhere.

The ogres howled like wild beasts, finally abandoning their shield formation and charging. Mu Yang raised his assault rifle and fired accurately.

Every bullet pierced the ogre's heart or forehead, but the monsters still rushed forward with gunshot wounds.