MM Racing Chapter 959 Gu Bei is not his opponent
Chapter 959 Gu Bei is not his opponent
Gu Bei looked at Xiao Bao, his tone calm but with unquestionable certainty: "Your brother has been entangled by the Public Security Bureau outside, and the fight is difficult to break. In this situation, your only way out is to surrender honestly."
He sounded firm in his words, but he was actually nervous inside - although he was a robot, after the fierce battle just now, the energy in his body was beginning to run out, and his movements were slower than before. At this moment, he was just trying to hold on and buy some time.
Xiao Bao was furious when he heard this, and the veins on his hand clenching the knife bulged. He was proud of his years of martial arts training, but he had never expected to be harassed by a dog for so long, wasting the best opportunity. Now he looked at Gu Bei with a look of anger: "You are looking for death!"
He knew in his heart that he had to act quickly and get rid of this troublesome guy in front of him as soon as possible so that he could capture Ran Qiuye and the child as hostages. Maybe he could even use the hostages to break out of the encirclement. The gunfire outside was getting more and more frequent. It was obvious that Monkey and his men were about to collapse. Every second of delay was a little more dangerous.
As for the black dog named Heizi, it was lying on the ground, its chest heaving slightly. He had just slashed it several times with his knife. Although it hadn't hit any vital parts, it had still bled profusely. Its tongue was drooping, and it had barely managed to hum. It was clearly no longer able to fight. Xiao Bao had no idea that the black dog needed spiritual energy to nourish it, and in this place without spiritual energy replenishment, it was even more weakened after being injured.
Xiao Bao's gun had fallen somewhere during the fight with Heizi. At this moment, he took out a sharp dagger from his waist. The blade gleamed coldly in the dim light. He stared at Gu Bei and said, "I advise you to be smart. You are no match for me. It's not too late to leave now."
Gu Bei pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a faint smile: "Whether I am your opponent or not, how do you know if you don't try?" He slightly bent his body and took a defensive posture. Although the energy indicator light in his body had already issued a weak alarm, his face remained calm.
Outside the courtyard, Monkey was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He hid behind the wall, his gun nearly soaked with sweat. The Public Security Bureau's firepower was too strong, and bullets whizzed past his ears. He didn't even have the chance to look up. He could only shout at the top of his lungs, "Boss, we can't hold on any longer outside. How are things going over there?"
Xiao Bao's heart tightened when he heard this, but he didn't dare to be distracted. He just shouted to the outside: "Monkey, hold on a little longer! Five minutes at most, I'll be out right away!"
Monkey gritted his teeth, and even though he was terrified, he still responded, "Don't worry, Boss! I will definitely drag him down for you!" As he said that, he grabbed a brick from the ground and smashed it hard at the police car opposite, trying to attract some firepower.
Xiao Bao stopped talking nonsense, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly exerted force with the hand holding the dagger, stabbing it straight towards Gu Bei's chest. His movements were fast and fierce, and it was obvious that he was going to kill him.
Gu Bei had just narrowly dodged Xiao Bao's dagger, the blade grazing his side, sending a piercing chill through his bones. Before he could steady himself, he was met with a resounding kick in the ribs. The force was like a hammer, and Gu Bei felt his internal organs dislocate. He flew outward like a kite with its string cut, slamming heavily against the mottled earthen wall, sending a few flakes of ash raining down from the surface. A fishy-sweet taste suddenly welled up in his throat. He fought to hold it in, but dark red blood foamed from the corners of his mouth.
He tried to get up by supporting himself on the ground, digging his knuckles into the rough concrete, but found that his right arm was so weak that he could hardly use any strength. Just now, when he was taking care of three minions in a row, he was hit on the back by a club. Now, the old injury and the new pain came together. His whole arm was numb, his vision was black, and everything in his sight began to shake.
Seeing this, Xiao Bao's face lit up with a sinister grin, like a wolf stalking its prey. He pounced again, dagger in hand. The blade traced a cold arc through the air, piercing Gu Bei's chest. Gu Bei gritted his teeth and instinctively rolled sideways, the blade barely glancing past his shoulder. A swish ripped through his shirt, sending a stream of scalding blood splattering onto the dusty ground.
He used the momentum of his tumble to grab Xiao Bao's wrist. His knuckles barely touched his sleeve when Xiao Bao, using his forward momentum, flung him away. Gu Bei's balance shifted, and he took another solid kick to the lower back. He stumbled and knocked over the wooden table next to him. With a crisp crash, the dishes on the table shattered, porcelain shards scattering everywhere, mixing with the spilled oil and creating a mess on the floor.
"Are you scared now?" Xiao Bao pressed on, the dagger pointed at his heart, his eyes full of mockery. "Weren't you quite impressive when you took care of my brothers just now?"
Gu Bei struggled to his feet, holding onto the overturned table leg, his breathing ragged like a broken bellows. He ducked, dodging the incoming blade, and simultaneously raised his hand to grab the hilt. Using Xiao Bao's forward momentum, he brought the handle down hard on his knee. With a soft "crack," Xiao Bao doubled over in pain, cold sweat instantly breaking out on his forehead. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Gu Bei quickly snatched up a sharp piece of broken porcelain from the ground and stabbed it into Xiao Bao's forearm.
"Hiss!" Xiao Bao cried out in pain, his dagger clanging to the ground. A bloody wound immediately appeared on his forearm, and blood trickled down through his fingers. But he reacted quickly, enduring the pain as he stretched out his arm even faster. He clamped his arm around Gu Bei's neck like an iron clamp, pinning him against the cold wall. His back ached, and Gu Bei felt his throat choking, his vision blackening, and his lungs threatening to explode.
"Weren't you a very good fighter just now?" Xiao Bao's face was very close, the fierce light in his eyes almost biting people, and his saliva sprayed on Gu Bei's face, "Now you are like a dead dog..."
Before he could finish his words, Gu Bei suddenly lifted his right leg with all his might, driving his knee into Xiao Bao's lower abdomen with all his strength. "Ugh!" Xiao Bao groaned, and the grip on his throat instantly loosened. Gu Bei seized the opportunity and pried his arms apart with all his might, driving his elbow into his chin like a spike.
Even if Gu Bei dies, he must take Xiao Bao away and must not let Ran Qiuye get hurt. This is his mission.
With a muffled thud, Xiao Bao's head jerked back, blood smearing the corner of his mouth. The two men instantly distanced themselves, each holding onto something as they gasped for air, their chests heaving violently, like two exhausted beasts battling. Gu Bei's shirt was already soaked with blood, and the wound on his shoulder was still oozing blood, dripping down his arm and onto the ground, forming a small puddle at his feet. He held onto the wall, his vision blurry, and could only barely make out Xiao Bao's outline.