Chapter 208 Big Brother! Help!

In the middle of the night of the first lunar month, the moon was in the blue sky, shining coldly on the streets of Yongping County, as if the air had been frozen and condensed into a piece.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the silence of the night. Zhao Honghai's hair was scattered, his expression was like a ghost, and he galloped wildly in the street. The eight followers behind him, although everyone has a level of level 6 or above, their clothes are also damaged, and three of them have faintly spread blood on the outside of their clothes, obviously after a thrilling and fierce battle.

Under the moonlight in the distance behind him, there are more than 20 strong shadows, and the stars are jumping balls, chasing them like wind and lightning.

"Brother! Help me! Help me!"

When Zhao Honghui heard his second brother's miserable and almost desperate cry, he was carefully drawing eyebrows for his third lady. When he heard the words, his hands trembled and immediately drew the toad eyebrows of the beauty opposite.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother, hurry up and adjust the night guard! I was blocked halfway, and the method was vicious and invincible!"

Suddenly, two short calls came from outside the house, and the sound flashed away. Obviously, only half of them were shouted, and they had been killed.

"Suwei! Meet the enemy!"

A flash of people outside the court, and more than a dozen people in black have appeared. There is a sound of clothes and wind on the wall. Obviously, there are still enemies who want to cross the wall and prepare to attack on three sides. Zhao Honghai's eight attendants obviously suffered in the hands of these people in black, and their faces were very afraid, but they still gritted their teeth to protect the door - if the master died, they could not live as close bodyguards!

Zhao Honghai has always been in charge of Yongping County's city guard and is very heroic, but in the face of this group of people in black, he has obviously broken his courage. Unexpectedly, his feet are soft and he collapsed to the ground and shouted, "Brother! Brother..." But he can't even shout the word for help.

Although Zhao Honghui was born as a literati, he is now just a six-level magic warrior, but his calm mind is far above Zhao Honghai. At this time, Fang began to get up, throw his pen on the ground, straightened his bamboo-like thin and straight waist, stepped forward, helped Zhao Honghai and said, "Don't be afraid, second brother, with my eighteen guards here, no one can hurt you!"

In a word, behind the corners of the house, in the shadow of the eaves and pillars, under the rocks of the courtyard, steel-like guards suddenly appeared. Although these people' martial arts skills are only between level 5 and 7, their expressions are firm, and their faces are dull and agile... This feeling is like their agility, which is for use at any time. Life is average. More than a dozen people in black on the opposite side couldn't help putting on a stand when they saw this, as if they were afraid of the fighting power of these killing machines.

Yanwei and Suwei are the two major bodyguard organizations of Zhao Wei. Among them, Yanwei is in charge of intelligence spying and Zhao Yu's protection work when traveling, requiring everyone to be all-in-one and always be independent; while Suwei is responsible for the protection work in the mansion, because as long as there is a little resistance, reinforcements can come, so There are only two requirements: one is to live, and the other is to ignore life and death. Their goal is only one - to exchange their lives for the enemy's lives! Therefore, in terms of defense, its combat power is higher than that of Yanwei.

With the guard, with the mechanism of Zhao Honghui's family, no matter how bad it is, they can let these two masters escape.

Zhao Honghai finally calmed down, stretched out his hand, grabbed his eldest brother's arm and stood up. Zhao Hong met the second brother, who had been watching him grow up, and his face was pale and unsteady. Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, he saw Zhao Honghai's right shoulder suddenly move, and then he felt that his body was also in pain!

This pain was not the heart, but his liver and intestines, which suddenly penetrated a burst of extreme cold from the outside to the inside. At the end of this cold, it suddenly became extremely hot again, as if a red-hot iron bar pierced his skin and flesh, pierced his liver and gallbladder, and then pierced his stomach, and then pierced his stomach. Go into his **.

Zhao Honghui's magic power broke out and shouted loudly. His right hand turned his wrist and patted Zhao Honghai's arm. His left hand, which was about to pat the brother's shoulder, was shaking, but he was slapping with Zhao Honghai's right hand--

"Kala-"

This man was like a bamboo repairman, and his left arm burst like a bamboo repair. The whole person turned over and flew upside down, bumping into the pillar behind him, breaking the third lady's makeup box, crushing the dressing table, and breaking an armrest of the chair again. At this time, the whole roof shook and fell countless years of dust.

A long dagger pierced his right rib, first cut the stomach wall of the bulging bag after dinner, then cut off the small intestine, cut the ventral lower abdominal artery, pierced the large intestine, and then plunged the sharp edge into his **.

"Why... why..."

Blood is hissing, and the cold air is full of fragrance and brilliant red plum blossoms. Zhao Hong would have red lips and white teeth, and he was extremely handsome, but when he said one word, his lips were white. When he said two words, his face was half white. When he said the third word, his whole skin color had turned into lime.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Honghai's eight attendants also suddenly came out with their swords, immediately piercing the chest of eight guards, and then drew their swords and stabbed them again. But at this moment, the people at the door staggered, and the eight dying guards jumped together and pressed eight daggers into the bodies of the four attendants almost with the weight of their bodies! They have been trained for a long time. Even if they are dying, they are aiming at the key points of the other party. As soon as the four attendants turned around, they were each with a sword in the back of the back and waist, straight through the inner body, and suddenly died again!

So, only four of the eight followers can stab the second sword. However, the reason why the Suwei is called the Suwei is that under such circumstances, they almost instinctively use their own bodies to block each other's weapons - the four stabbed guards only slightly one side of their bodies and put their swords into their bodies! But they were as if nothing had happened. They pressed forward and pressed them before the hilt of the sword, a sword! He stabbed the remaining four entourage's chest and abdomen. Then he still turned around like a normal person and took two steps before one person died softly because he was cut off from the upper cavity artery.

There are nine people left in the 18 guards, two of whom have not been stabbed. They have returned to meet more than a dozen people in black outside. Four have not been stabbed. The two rushed into the room and rushed straight to Zhao Honghai, and the other two also faced the enemy outside as the second wave. And the three guards with long swords on their bodies are still stable and move forward, becoming the third wave of power.

The blood spewing from Zhao Honghui's body has stopped - as a six-level magic warrior, he is calm and full of magic. Although his internal strength is painful with heart and lungs at every turn, it still stops the bleeding of the abdominal artery. He crooked his body, and almost every inch of his eight-meter-long intestines were tangled and rolling - this was the severe pain caused by the exuding digestive juice to corrode his internal organs - but his heart hurt even more!

Zhao Honghai is three years younger than Zhao Honghui. Both of them have been playing together since childhood. As an elder brother, he gives up everything to this younger brother.

Why! Duke's heir, this is my father's decision, and I don't want to argue with you!

Why! The eldest brother in the family is a promising person, not like the third one who has nothing to do all day. If you want, just say it, and I will naturally let it go again!

Why!! You are even going to kill my eldest brother!!!

Zhao Honghai saw two guards break into the door with a whistle. The windows on both sides broke, and six shocking silver lights suddenly flashed and pierced into the bodies of the two guards. His hands touched behind him at the same time, and two more two-foot-long daggers were set out with his backhand, which immediately resolved the last blow of the two guards into invisible. Another sword was prominent and the third wife of Zhao Honghui was assassinated to the ground. There is also a layer of guilt in his eyes:

"Brother, I know that you have given me everything since I was a child. As long as I want it, you will give it to me... But... This is the position of Duke. If I want it, you may not give it to me... You are willing to give it. I have taken advantage of you for so many years, and I really can't say it... You gave it to me. I'm afraid that my father will take it back one day. You! So... I have to kill you, and the third brother just wants to read and travel, so no one will argue with me anymore..."