Chapter 2297 - 2301: You’d Better Not Move
The arm was in pain, and Luo Ke’s gun flew out and landed far away on the grass.
Without the gun, Luo Ke immediately swung his hand, which wore the Poison Ring.
Leng Zimo dodged backwards, and Luo Ke took the opportunity to flip over, pinning him down beneath, a punch came down and the gleaming poison fang aimed at Leng Zimo’s throat.
Raising his hand, Leng Zimo tightly grasped his wrist, then reversed the grip with a knife.
Puff!
Luo Ke’s shirt was immediately slit open by a foot-long cut, flesh, and blood gushed out.
The pain flared up on his body, Luo Ke’s brows furrowed even more, he raised his hand to grab Leng Zimo’s knife-wielding hand, pressing down hard with his right hand, forcing the poison fang closer to Leng Zimo’s face.
Leng Zimo was exerting force too, pushing the tip of the knife closer to his throat.
Behind the shrubs, Leng Zirui had also pinned the bodyguard underneath him, twisting his legs forcefully.
The bodyguard had already been shot twice, was exhausted, and was no match for him, his neck was immediately snapped and he collapsed powerlessly to the ground.
Leng Zirui pushed aside the body, snatched the gun from his hand, rose and jumped out of the shrubs.
By this point, Leng Zimo and Luo Ke’s strength had also reached its limit, neither able to resist the other, both turned their heads to dodge.
With a dull thud, Luo Ke’s fist slammed hard on the grass, Leng Zimo’s dagger narrowly brushed past Luo Ke’s face, adding another scratch to the already scarred face.
The two men, neither gaining the upper hand, continued grappling on the ground.
"Luo Ke!" Leng Zirui rushed over, holding a gun but hesitated to shoot for fear of accidentally injuring Leng Zimo, he just shouted loudly, "Stop right now, or I’ll shoot."
Luo Ke refused to listen, knowing that in this situation, stopping would mean a dead end, he fought back with all his might against Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo was also unwilling to withdraw from the fight, he knew Leng Zirui and their procedures, if he stopped now, Leng Zirui definitely wouldn’t kill Luo Ke.
He would capture Luo Ke and hand him to the police, then would come interrogation, trial... After a series of tedious procedures, in the end, Luo Ke would still be alive, even if there was ample evidence, it would amount to a life sentence, because Italy’s law has no death penalty.
Such a result would not satisfy Leng Zimo.
Luo Ke must die!
Leng Zirui looked at Leng Zimo’s expression, unable to do anything.
Luo Ke, this guy, was ruthless enough and insane enough.
In order to get a chance for freedom, Luo Ke suddenly exerted force, pulling Leng Zimo’s knife-holding hand towards himself.
With a puff, the dagger pierced through Luo Ke’s shoulder.
Leng Zimo’s strength was concentrated on the dagger, and as Luo Ke’s strength suddenly relaxed, he was pushed by inertia too, his upper body lunged towards the ground.
Seizing the chance, Luo Ke exerted all his strength, suddenly pinning him underneath, his ring-wearing right hand pressed close to his neck.
"If you don’t want to die, you’d better not move."
"Luo Ke!"
Leng Zirui raised his hand, aiming the gun at his back.
"Ha..." Luo Ke laughed aloud, "Leng Zirui, I know you’re a great shot, fast at shooting, but my poison fang is very sharp, it only takes a little strength to pierce through flesh easily, this is cobra venom, concentrated, just a bit can be lethal, there’s no serum on this island. Flying to Roma City takes at least two hours, he won’t last that long."