Chapter 172: Chapter 172

Chapter 172 A Lucky Guy

"Are you kidding me?" Martin James couldn't help swearing.

If the baton was still in Martin James, he had still some confidence to deal with their enemy.

Now that he was empty-handed, and their enemies were holding a knife. He didn't know how he would go to fight.

"Wait a minute. I'll give each of you 1 million. How about leaving us alone?" Martin James said with clenched teeth.

If money could be used to resolve the crisis, then it was best for them.

"You'd better go down and bribe death!" The man smiled sarcastically.

Men knew that the Grover Jordan order was to get their heads then they would get a big reward when they killed them, and be promoted to the next level. If Grover would find out that they let Martin James escape, they would end up dead.

So, the men chose to kill Martin James to get a reward without worries.

"Go to hell, boy!"

The other enemy had already waved their knives and rushed straight at them.

Martin James knew that their battle was inevitable.

And now there was no room for them to retreat. Martin James picked up a stick from the ground as a weapon.

In his first attempt, the enemy cut on the stick in half.

"Fuck!"

Martin James scolded angrily and threw the broken stick on the ground.

"Do you want to fight me with a broken stick? Just die!"

The enemy laughed, they waved their knives again and came straight at Martin James.

Martin James looked afraid. He knew that if it went like that, they would die.

But Martin James couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

The sharp knife fell at Martin James's forehead.

Just as the knife was about to hit Martin James on the forehead, he raised his hands, grabbed the handle tightly, and pushed it hard up.

In that way, the knife hung about 20 centimeters above Martin James's forehead.

"Well, I still want to struggle. I'll see which one of us is strong!"

As he spoke, he smiled like an evil and controlled the knife against his head.

Martin James pushed it up with all his strength.

But the strength of the enemy was greater than Martin James, even though Martin used his little strength, the knife was still a little bit down.

If he didn't use his strength, he might end up being killed.

At that time, Martin James was sweating.

And the knife had reached Martin James's forehead.

On the other hand, Baldwin Birrell, who was also in a fight with another man with a knife, was stabbed. He could not protect himself, and he wouldn't able to rescue Martin James.

"Am I going to tell you this?" Martin James clenched his teeth and was not persuaded to it.

Martin James had big plans in his mind, and he was unwilling to turn over.

"Go to hell, boy!"

The man with the knife smiled like an evil and stepped up his efforts again.

After the blade touched Martin James's forehead, there was a cut, and blood was left on his forehead.

Just then, the man with a knife was hit on the head by a stone.

When Martin James looked the person behind it, he turned out, it was Dora Childe.

Dora Childe held a stone in her hand and hit the man with a knife on the back of his head from behind.

The man with the knife smashed to the ground, the blood flowed out in an instant, and the man fainted to death. After all, the back of the head was a deadly part of the body.

"Have I lost my heart?" The frightened Dora Childe fell to the ground with a stone in her hand, and her face was covered with fear

The pale in Martin James's face was replaced by a long sigh then he smiled and gave Dora Childe a thumbs-up.

If it wasn't because of Dora Childe, he might die.

At that time, Martin James's hands were still trembling slightly. He didn't know if it was caused by the excessive strain of his hands just now, or because he was afraid.

On the other side, Baldwin Birrell was stabbed again in the fight.

Martin James took a breath then he quickly picked up the knife on the ground and rushed to help Baldwin.

Although Martin James wanted to collapse to the ground and took a breath, he didn't allow it.

Because the man with the knife was fighting in Baldwin Birrell, he didn't notice that he rushed behind him and pointed the sharp knife at his back.

Martin James didn't know how to stab people before.

But at that point, Martin James had to do it.

The man, who was stabbed, screamed for a moment.

He took advantage of the man's illness.

Martin James repeatedly stabbed the man to the ground, and then he got the knife. The blood splashed to him, and the ground was covered with blood.

"Martin!"

After the man was hacked to death, the knife in Martin James's hand fell directly to the ground.

Then, Martin James sat on the floor and took a big breath.

Martin James's back had cold sweat and his forehead was also covered with sweat.

That was the first time that Martin James stabbed people with his own hands, and it was also the first time that he did something he never thought he could do.

He had no choice but to do it to save their lives.

"Grover Jordan has written down this mess! If I can go back to C City this time, I will make you pay a heavy price!" Martin James clenched his fist and said angrily.

After he sat on the floor for a minute, Martin James wiped his cold sweat from his forehead and he quickly stood.

After all, Dora Childe and Marian Milne were both young girls and Baldwin Birrell was only in his teens, and he was the backbone there.

They were all frightened, they were all panicked, they needed Martin James to stabilize their emotions, and they needed Martin to direct everyone to move on.

"Baldwin, how is your injury?" Martin James asked the injuries of Baldwin Birrell

"Martin, I was stab with both arms, so it won't kill me!" Baldwin Birrell said with clenched teeth.

"Well done, be a man," Martin James patted Baldwin Birrell on the shoulder.

Baldwin Birrell had just dragged on the enemy for so long, which was so important if he had just fallen before Martin James. Then another enemy would also come to help him dealt with the enemy.

If he let Martin James fought to the two men, then maybe Martin was dead at that moment.

Then, Martin James ran to Dora Childe and Marian Milne, both of them were curled up and trembled with fear.

After all, they were just girls. And they had never experienced anything like that before.

Martin James came to Dora Childe first.

"Martin, I'm so scared! I'm so scared!"

The scared Dora Childe hugged Martin James tightly, and she was trembling all over her body.

"Don't be afraid. The enemy has been wiped out. You just did a good job. If it hadn't been for you, I'm afraid I would have been killed," Martin James patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

There was a pause but Martin James continued,

"Dora, we are not out of danger yet, and someone may catch up at any time. If there are five or ten next time, we will not be able to cope anyway, so we have to leave quickly."

"Okay!" Dora Childe nodded repeatedly.

Dora Childe had just been so scared that she didn't think of it at all.

When she heard it by Martin James, she immediately came to her senses and understood that the point now was to keep running.

Then, Dora Childe stood and asked with concern, "By the way, Martin James, is your wound all right?"

"It's just a skin wound, it doesn't matter," Martin James smiled and touched the wound on his forehead.

Dora Childe nodded, "Then you go and see Marian Milne, she is so small, she must be scared, I will go to my brother to take care of his wound, and then we quickly go!"

Martin James nodded and came to Marian Milne.

"Brother Martin, I'm so scared!"

When Marian Milne saw Martin James, she also hugged Martin James tightly, and her face was full of panic and fear.

She was just a teenage girl, and what happened made her frightened.

"It's all right, Marian. We're leaving now. Come on, I'll carry you!"

Martin James recited Marian Milne directly.

Dora Childe also took simple care of the wound of her brother at that time.

"Let's go!"

The four continued to run.

And then the speed of Dora Childe, while she was carrying Marian Milne became slow.

Martin James prayed in his heart that no one else would catch up to them, or it would be over for them.

In the woods,

Martin James gasped heavily.

The previous struggle made Martin James a little exhausted.

Now after seven or eight minutes of running while Marian Milne was behind him, Martin James was out of breath, his face was dripping with sweat, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

Martin James ran fast even he was out of breath.

"Martin, let me carry her!" Baldwin Birrell said confidently.

"You've cut both your hands. How can you carry your back?" Martin James said.

"Then I'll carry her!" Dora Childe walked toward Martin James.

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