A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Seeing this, the other henchman released Ah Wen and charged at me, brandishing his knife: "I'll kill you, you bastard!"

Ugh!

Before the knife even arrived, the large end of my billiards bat struck the knife-wielder in the ear.

Holy crap!

The knife-wielder stumbled and fell headfirst in front of me.

boom!

I kicked out with the momentum, and the knife-wielding man flew out.

I've practiced kicking stones since I was a child, so my leg strength is immense. This kick could practically split mountains and shatter rocks.

The knife-wielder chasing Awen was startled and lunged at me, yelling at the two men on the motorcycle, "Come and kill this kid!"

The two drivers on the motorcycle immediately got off, pulled out machetes from the back rack, and surrounded me.

Instead, I calmed down and took the initiative, targeting the third knife-wielder.

when!

The watermelon knife came down, but I blocked it by holding up my billiards bat.

The knife-wielder was clearly a seasoned veteran; he immediately raised his foot and kicked me in the abdomen.

I twisted my waist and turned around, delivering a back kick that struck the knife-wielding man squarely in the abdomen!

His frontal spring kick lacked sufficient attack range;

I turned and kicked back, dodging the attack and gaining a greater counterattack distance than him, thus arriving first despite being the one who attacked later.

The third knife-wielder gave me a powerful back kick, and he also screamed and flew out, kneeling on the ground motionless.

The fourth knife-wielder arrived quickly, and his machete was aimed at my head.

This is a machete, also known as a cleaver, powerful and heavy.

If it hits my head, I'll crack my skull open on the spot.

I didn't dare to take the attack head-on, so I swung my bat in a feint, circled around the pool table, and used the table as a cover to maneuver around him.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

A fifth knife-wielder charged in!

I casually picked up a billiard ball, flicked my wrist, and shot it: "Sound!"

boom!

"I threw a nut..."

The fifth knife-wielder covered his face and squatted down.

But then the wind howled, and the fourth swordsman's machete slashed down from behind me.

"Yaozu, watch out!"

Chunyan was so anxious that she stamped her feet and cried loudly.

When I turned around, the knife was already at my head.

With my back pressed against the pool table, I had nowhere to hide and no time to think. I raised the bat horizontally with both hands and thrust it upwards!

Click!

The baseball bat broke in two.

The machete is heavy and sharp, unlike a watermelon knife.

After cutting my baseball bat in half, the machete continued downwards.

I tilted my head to the side and twisted my waist to dodge, but I couldn't avoid it; the blade still swept past my right shoulder.

That wasn't all; the knife-wielder attacked from both above and below simultaneously, kicking me in the abdomen once more.

"hiss--!"

Excruciating pain!

The pain was so intense I almost passed out!

But I can't faint, otherwise I'll really die.

With my last ounce of strength, I swung the broken baseball bat in my right hand, aiming for the knife-wielder's neck, and yelled, "Take this!"

The knife-wielder was startled and quickly turned his head to dodge.

With a flick of my left hand, the remaining half of the baseball bat pierced the knife-wielder's right chest and armpit!

It penetrated at least an inch into the flesh; I felt it hit the bone.

"what……"

The knife-wielder screamed, dropped his machete, and, still carrying half a baseball bat, retreated repeatedly.

This is the Seven Star Knife Technique that my grandmother taught me.

There are seven killing moves in total. Each move is accompanied by the shooting of hidden weapons, making it difficult for even a god to defend against.

The hidden weapons shot out like meteors, hence the name Seven Stars.

This fighting style disregards martial ethics, but the Seven Star Saber Technique is not meant for martial arts competitions, so martial ethics are unnecessary.

It was used to kill people.

I didn't have any hidden weapons at that moment, but that half of a golf club came in handy.

I could have easily stabbed the knife-wielder in the throat, but I didn't dare.

If you stab someone, you'll lose a life.

In just two or three minutes, two of the five knife-wielders were hit in the face by my billiard ball, two were kicked unconscious, and one had half a billiard cue stick stuck in his body.

The two who were hit by the billiard ball suffered the least injuries and were still able to move. Seeing that things were not going well, they dragged their teammates on the ground and retreated.

The last knife-wielder pulled the billiard cue from his body and rushed towards the motorcycle, shouting, "Go! Go!"

I was in excruciating abdominal pain, but I forced myself to endure it and held onto the pool table to stay upright.

I'm afraid that if I fall, they'll finish me off.

"Yaozu, don't die!"

Chunyan rushed over, clutching the wound on my right shoulder and bursting into tears.

As Chunyan swayed back and forth, my lower abdomen hurt even more.

"Quick, call the phone..." I was in so much pain I couldn't speak.

"Make a phone call? Who should you call? Should you call Sister Li?"

Chunyan frantically pulled out her cell phone from my pants pocket.

"Call an ambulance...call Sister Li...what good will that do!"

I broke out in a cold sweat.

Turning his head, he saw that the three knife-wielders had already gotten on the motorcycle, carrying their two unconscious companions across their front, and were fleeing in a panic.

"Hold……"

I also knelt down, holding onto the pool table.

It hurts so damn much.

"Xiao Wang, hold back, we've already called!"

Fatty Sister, Old Zhou, and Bobo ran over together.

"I'm fine, look... Ah Wen, Ah Wen!"

I braced myself with one hand on the ground and looked at Awen.

Ah Wen was still unconscious, struggling in the pool of blood as he crawled towards Ah Mei, calling out, "Ah Mei, Ah Mei..."

"Awen, don't move! Don't move!"

I endured the excruciating pain, staggered over, knelt in the pool of blood to check Awen's injuries, and shouted to Fatty and the others, "Quick, get some cloth...bandage Awen! Call an ambulance!"

"Save Ah Mei! Save Ah Mei!"

Awen grabbed my hand and shouted with all his might.

I nodded and crawled toward Amei.

Ah Mei had already lost consciousness, and blood was still gushing from her arm.

It must have been a major artery in his arm that was cut.

Moreover, Ah Mei has a wound on her left cheek, with the skin and flesh turned outwards, which is very frightening.

I took a strip of cloth from the fat woman and bandaged Amei's arm near her heart. Then I used another strip of cloth to wrap Amei's face.

The guys from 505 were also helping. Huang Mao took off his T-shirt, cut it into strips with a watermelon knife, and bandaged Awen and Amei.

The blond guy even showed concern for me: "Brother, you've lost a lot of blood too. Don't move, let me bandage you up!"

I nodded: "Just wrap it up casually around the shoulders..."

"Awen, Awen..."

Just as things were in chaos, Dao Zixiong led a group of men, crying and shouting as they rushed over.

There were men, women, young and old; they must be Awen's family.

I vaguely saw that the man with the gold teeth seemed to be in the crowd as well.

"Get him to the hospital quickly, don't wait for the ambulance!"

Dao Zixiong cried and screamed, picking up Awen and rushing towards the SUV parked by the roadside: "Awen, you can't die, Awen!"

The other men lifted Amei up and threw her into another van.

"And that Xiao Wang, the little fox's brother, take him to the hospital!"

Dao Zixiong had already gotten into the car, and then pointed at me and yelled, "Take Xiao Wang to the hospital, and save him no matter the cost!"

Two men from the Zhan family helped me into another car.

Chunyan cried as she got into the car with me.

The blond guy followed me, saying, "Hang in there, bro! I'll go to the hospital with you!"

Bobo was also concerned and chased after the car: "Yaozu, should I go?"

"No need, Bobo, I'm fine, and there's no room in the car anyway."

I shook my head: "Don't tell Sister Li, don't let her worry."

Bobo paused for a moment, then nodded: "Oh, I see."