After returning to the wealthy family, I was abused by my biological parents

At this time, it was like two people were besieging the roast chicken with axes, one person was blocking the driver's door to prevent Ah Qi from getting out, and the last person jumped onto the hood and smashed the window again and again.

It was obvious that they wanted to kill him directly in the car.

In such a small space, no matter how high Ah Qi's kung fu skills are, it will be useless as there is no room for him to display his skills.

The only weapons they carried were batons, daggers and brass knuckles.

Ah Qi frantically crawled towards the rear window.

outside.

Shaoji pulled out the baton with his left hand and started running wildly.

Staying where you are means almost certain death.

But he had only run less than ten meters before he was hit on the leg by an axe flying from behind and fell to the ground.

Hearing the footsteps chasing him and the screams of the people on the roadside, Shaoji rolled over twice and then got up, throwing the baton in his hand hard at the person closest to him.

Without even looking at the result, he bent forward, picked up the axe on the ground, and rushed towards the man.

"Call the police!"

He roared and swung his axe, colliding with the man opposite him.

He had no intention of living.

He knew that Ah Qi would not survive.

Being trapped in the car, the end result was being hacked to death.

My leg is injured and I can't run far.

The axes clashed violently, and he lowered his body and struck the man hard on the instep with the axe, while at the same time stabbing the other leg with two daggers.

But almost at the same time, he was kicked in the door by another person and fell backwards.

The man in front let out a scream that was not like a human, turned around and chopped down with an axe.

He barely blocked it with his axe, but because of the difference in upward and downward force, the axe hit his chest along with it.

The axe blade struck his chest, instantly breaking his ribs.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled sideways, and slashed the man's knee with his left hand, cutting his hamstrings.

The man screamed again and sat back on the ground.

He was completely ruined.

The sole of his left foot was smashed and the hamstring of his right leg was severed.

Roast Chicken put both axes under his body and tried to get up.

At the same time, the man who kicked him down pulled out a dagger and kicked him in the face again.

The roast chicken, with blood all over its face, fell down again.

The man stepped on his left hand, stabbed him in the ribs, and then cut his throat with a second knife.

in the car.

Ah Qi tried to get out, but because the passenger door was blocked and the man on his left had smashed the window and was pushing against the door, he couldn't get out.

When the back door was opened, the man was ready to kill him with an axe.

He had no choice but to charge forward.

Fighting to the death is the only thing he can do.

It can't be a waste of life.

He took off the brass knuckles and smashed them in the face.

The man simply turned his face slightly and let the brass knuckles pass.

Ah Qi jumped out of the car and rushed towards him.

No surprises.

He simply dodged the oncoming axe, allowing it to cut off his left shoulder blade and embed it into his shoulder.

Severe pain can be endured, and bleeding can also be endured.

His dagger plunged into the man's throat.

With a flick of his wrist, his throat and half of his neck were torn open, and blood spurted out, turning Ah Qi into a half-bloody man.

"Steve!"

A loud shout came from behind.

The last person jumped down from the roof of the car, and Ah Qi suddenly squatted down and took half a step away.

The axe blade passed by him with a sound of wind.

He saw that the roast chicken was dead.

A killer was sitting not far away, with a roasted chicken lying on the ground, covered in blood.

The last killer was running in his direction, an axe in his hand.

He turned around and bumped into the arms of the man behind him. The axe suddenly became useless. He stabbed the man three times in the chest in one breath, and the last knife passed through the man's neck, then turned around.