Chapter 17

The words in the room had barely faded when a crisp "smack" rang out, and Xi Di roared furiously:

"Trash, get out!"

The muscular man with the blue scar glared venomously at Xi Di after being slapped. However, he also knew that even Hua Shanfei couldn't afford to offend this person, so he could only swallow his anger. Taking advantage of Hua Shanfei's words, he covered his face and walked out, cursing loudly:

"Bai Fenming! Where the hell are you?"

He kicked the shack door open with such force that it seemed he was treating the unfortunate door like Xi Di's face. The door crashed against the wall with a loud bang and bounced back, creaking back and forth. Fang Senyan was pressed tightly against the wall to the right of the door, as quiet as a ghost wandering in the night. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes flashed with a fiery, wild light. His right hand gripped a knife tightly, blood dripping from the blade, gathering into a shocking pool of crimson red below.

When Qing Ba went out, his heart was filled with rage. As he walked from the bright room into the darkness, his eyes needed to adjust. Then he saw Bai Fenming lying prone in the mud, his life or death unknown. His heart convulsed in terror, and his dull brain seemed to freeze for a moment.

At that moment, a shadow appeared behind him like a phantom, covering Qing Ba's mouth and swiftly slashing his throat! As the cold light flashed, Qing Ba immediately let out an incomparably shrill scream. A large amount of blood could be clearly seen spurting from his neck, mixing with the pouring rain in a particularly tragic scene.

However, despite suffering a fatal throat cut, Qing Ba did not die silently as depicted in movies and TV shows. Instead, he screamed hoarsely, unleashing his instinct for survival in his dying moments, flailing his arms wildly. An unintentional elbow struck Fang Senyan in the face!

"Damn it..." The sharp pain from his nose immediately brought tears and mucus to Fang Senyan's eyes, and he couldn't help but cover his face to relieve the pain. Before this, Fang Senyan had only experienced a few ordinary brawls while working on ships. He had never killed anyone before. Therefore, he could only imitate the silent, one-hit-kill methods from movies. However, in the heat of the moment, he lacked the necessary consideration—even when slitting a chicken's throat, the chicken would struggle wildly for seven or eight minutes before dying, let alone a person?

Furthermore, Fang Senyan's knife slash was inaccurate in both strength and position. Strictly speaking, it only caused Qing Ba a severe injury. If Qing Ba had been a well-trained special forces soldier, he could have immediately counterattacked and killed Fang Senyan. Fortunately, he was just a ruthless gangster. The injury to his vital point filled him with terror, so he screamed for help while desperately crawling and rolling in the mud, trying to escape this terrifying place.

Fang Senyan scrambled up from the ground, covering his nose in a disheveled state. He completely ignored the escaped Qing Ba and instead grabbed the knife and rushed back inside. He breathed heavily, his heart hanging in the air. For him, all his previous efforts were to control Xi Di. Only by holding Xi Di's life in his hands could he have the bargaining power to save Uncle Da Si's life with Hua Shanfei!

What greeted Fang Senyan was a blinding flash of light and a deafening roar!

Qing Ba's screams had obviously alarmed Xi Di. Although this guy seemed arrogant and domineering, he was indeed the son of a gang boss. Although China's control of firearms was quite strict, this was the Sino-Vietnamese border area, where management was relatively lax and chaotic. Therefore, when Xi Di realized something was wrong, he immediately drew a protective Type 54 pistol from his waist and waited in full battle array. As soon as Fang Senyan rushed in, he aimed and pulled the trigger!

The moment Fang Senyan saw the dark muzzle, his body froze involuntarily, and his mind went blank. Although he was knowledgeable, resourceful, and decisive, he was, after all, just a sailor and not a battle-hardened special forces soldier. But the moment he was shot in the abdomen, Fang Senyan didn't feel any pain. It just felt like he had been punched hard in the stomach. Then, the fear receded like a tide. Fang Senyan's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared. At this critical moment of life and death, adrenaline surged wildly. He forgot the pain, forgot the fear, forgot everything. The only thought in his mind was that he couldn't let the guy in front of him pull the trigger again!

So Fang Senyan covered the wound in his abdomen with his left hand, but immediately threw the knife in his hand forward with all his might! Xi Di didn't care about other people's lives, but he cherished his own safety very much. When he saw the cold, gleaming knife flying straight at him, he couldn't care about shooting anymore and hurriedly dodged in a panic. By the time he wanted to shoot again, Fang Senyan, covered in blood, had already opened his arms and pounced up in a ramming motion. His eyes seemed to have flames burning fiercely, and he grabbed Xi Di's waist tightly and knocked him to the ground!

The two men were entangled at close range, their heavy breathing and panting clearly audible. Xi Di could smell the pungent mixture of blood and fishiness on Fang Senyan's body. He had never been forced into such a desperate situation, fighting like wild beasts, and he couldn't help but feel panicked. So he made a mistake that a novice would easily make: he actually tried to aim and shoot the opponent when he didn't have the upper hand in hand-to-hand combat.

How could Fang Senyan give him this chance? Gasping for breath, he grabbed Xi Di's wrist and tried his best to push the muzzle to the side, while Xi Di desperately tried to aim the muzzle at Fang Senyan's head. Logically speaking, Fang Senyan should have had the advantage in strength,

but after all, he had been shot in the abdomen earlier. With such strenuous exercise, the wound would inevitably bleed continuously, and weakness was inevitable. Therefore, the muzzle was gradually tilting towards Fang Senyan's head.

Just as a grim smile appeared on Xi Di's face, a look of viciousness appeared in Fang Senyan's eyes. His hands suddenly loosened their strength. Xi Di, who was forcefully pressing the muzzle down, was completely unprepared for this move. His gun-wielding hand naturally pressed down sharply, and Fang Senyan took the opportunity to open his mouth and bite down hard on Xi Di's hand!

The human bite force is actually very astonishing. The bite force per square centimeter of a strong adult man can even reach more than 500 kg. Even children can chew up some bones from pigs and cows. Fang Senyan, in this life-or-death situation, would not show any mercy. Xi Di let out an incomparably shrill scream, and the handgun fell to the ground with a thud. Tortured by the intense pain, he punched Fang Senyan in the back of the head. Fang Senyan also felt dizzy for a while and couldn't help but let go of his mouth and roll away.

Xi Di grabbed his right hand in pain, sucking in air, while Fang Senyan knelt on the ground, shaking his head constantly, trying to recover from the dizziness. They only gasped for a few seconds and jumped up almost at the same time. Fang Senyan reached for the fish-killing knife stuck in the sand next to him, while Xi Di unhesitatingly bent down to pick up the Type 54 pistol on the ground. At this moment, both of them chose a handy weapon.

In this moment of life and death, no one could think too much. If they were even a second slower, they would die! In this close range of less than three meters, Fang Senyan, with the knife, undoubtedly had a great advantage. After pulling out the fish-killing knife stuck in the sand, he covered the gunshot wound in his abdomen and slashed horizontally with incomparable ferocity. At this time, Xi Di had just raised his gun and had not had time to aim!

There is no doubt that the brave win when enemies meet on a narrow road. Xi Di's personality determined his fate. In the initial favorable situation, he chose to dodge the sharp knife thrown by Fang Senyan. Now, facing Fang Senyan, who was covered in blood, he was once again intimidated by the fierce aura and took a step back involuntarily. At this time, Fang Senyan's eyes were burning with crazy flames. He strode forward and stabbed hard at Xi Di with the knife.

Live to the fullest when alive, die without regrets!

Xi Di could no longer dodge this knife. The sharp blade easily pierced his stomach, even piercing through from the back. It was obvious how strong Fang Senyan's stab was. The sharp pain of having his internal organs pierced caused Xi Di to go into a frenzy before his death. He raised his hand and tried his best to aim at Fang Senyan. Feeling the strong threat, Fang Senyan unhesitatingly waved the knife and slashed wildly. Amidst the flying flesh and blood, Xi Di let out a shrill scream, but it quickly weakened. By the time Fang Senyan calmed down from the killing frenzy, Xi Di was already a bloody corpse.

Fang Senyan leaned against the nearby coffee table, breathing heavily. These last few minutes had exhausted almost all of his strength, and his arms were sore. In his prior planning, he had not anticipated confronting Xi Di when the latter was alert, nor had he expected this guy to be carrying a gun. Therefore, he couldn't hold back at all in the close-quarters fight. If there had been even the slightest mistake, he would have been the one lying on the ground. At the thought of this, Fang Senyan's eyes became a little more vicious. He understood very well in his heart that only by surviving would he have the opportunity to rescue Uncle Da Si. If he couldn't save the man, then dragging a few people down with him wouldn't be a bad choice either.