Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

At this time, the seven of them, Hei Xiong and Fenghuang, had formed a comrade among the soldiers.A large number of soldiers fell to the ground, and they didn't know whether they were dead or passed out.In short, those who fall will no longer have the ability to get up.Coupled with the narrow space above the cell, many soldiers dare not shoot for fear of hitting their comrades.That is to say, under this situation, Hei Xiong and others became more and more brave, and before the soldiers came back to their senses, they had already knocked down several of them one after another!

Zhao Kaiwei had already followed Deng Jun's instructions and ran to the back of the crowd.Seeing the overwhelming scene in front of him, he opened his mouth in shock and remained silent for a long time.

But the number on his side was obviously superior, and Zhuo Yifan and his men were well-measured, and they didn't use any killer moves, so that the soldiers' crowd tactics still slowed down the speed of the seven of them breaking through.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Kaiwei felt ruthless, took out a pistol from his pocket, and fired three consecutive shots at the three Phoenix women who were approaching him.

Seeing this, Fenghuang's pretty face couldn't help but sink, and with her brows upside down, she kicked away the two soldiers around her, leaped forward one by one, crossed the blockade behind the soldiers, and came to Zhao Kaiwei with a tumbling.

Before Zhao Kaiwei understood what was going on, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle.It turned out that it had already been kicked by Phoenix.

"Ah!" With a scream, Zhao Kaiwei fell to the ground, and the gun in his hand flew more than ten meters away.

"Let you put a black gun behind your back!" Fenghuang cursed in a cold voice, and kicked Zhao Kaiwei's chest, causing Zhao Kaiwei, who was suffering from pain, to yell, with the blood in his chest churning, he almost passed out.

"Stop all of them!" Fenghuang picked up Zhao Kaiwei and shouted loudly at the crowd in the melee.

Deng Jun naturally knew what happened in the rear, he was fighting Zhuo Yifan several times at this time.But as time went on, he realized that the gap between himself and Zhuo Yifan was really not even a little bit.After several moves, he didn't even touch the corner of Zhuo Yifan's lichen.And Zhuo Yifan, with his hands behind his back, slipped through the crowd with ease, and had no intention of fighting back at all.There was a grinning expression on his face, as if he was teasing him.

Deng Jun, who was about to continue to attack fiercely, suddenly heard the shout of Phoenix from behind, and knew that something was wrong, and Zhao Kaiwei must have fallen into their hands.

Although he was unwilling, Zhao Kaiwei was Zhao Dingwen's son after all, and if something happened, he couldn't explain it to Zhao Dingwen.If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have brought this second generation ancestor out to embarrass myself!

With such thoughts in mind, Deng Jun could only take a few steps back and stabilize his figure.He ordered loudly to the soldiers around him, "Stop all of them!"

The audience immediately fell silent.The group of soldiers had already stopped, and Hei Xiong and others naturally would not continue to attack. The scene was deadlocked, but it seemed extraordinarily weird.

A large number of soldiers lay on the ground in disorder, groaning continuously, and some even passed out directly.One-third of the crowd that was originally in the dark had fallen.Although there were only eight people on Zhuo Yifan's side, while surrounded by soldiers, none of them were flushed or panting, and there was a slight contemptuous smile on their faces.This annoyed the group of soldiers at the same time, wishing they could rush up to fight Zhuo Yifan and the others immediately.