Yang Linsong's gaze gradually turned ferocious and was replaced by a bloody murderous intent!
"No need!" Yang Linsong abruptly flung Song Kunjin away, "I alone am enough to kill Erdong Chen on the spot and make him fall!!"
He dragged the golden spear and left with a murderous intent … disappearing into the night …
Song Kunjin stood in the dark courtyard, his gaze slightly focused. He reached out his hand to wipe the wound on his neck … blood was slowly flowing out from his neck.
In the silent night, an old servant slowly walked out from a corner of the courtyard … it was the old butler, Song Qian.
"Young Master … do you really plan to … lure the Yang family into the capital?" Old Butler Song Qian asked slowly.
An inexplicable sharpness and coldness flashed through Song Kunjin's eyes, "Uncle Qian … do you think … that's possible?"
"Then Young Master's intention is … to kill with a borrowed knife?" Uncle Qian asked in a deep voice.
The corner of Song Kunjin's mouth curved up into a cold light, "Kill with a borrowed knife? This is only one … add another layer … one stone, two birds … "
"One stone, two birds?" Uncle Qian Cang's eyes were filled with surprise.
"I don't care if Yang Linsong can kill Chen He … what I care about … is the great master behind the Yang family … the great master of the Yang family is not someone to be trifled with … even if we lure the Yang family into Beijing … they will definitely be controlled by my Family Song … since we can't control them … we might as well let them fight with the Dragon King …" Song Kunjin's voice was endless and deep, like a snake or eagle.
"Young Master … if that's the case … then what about Erdong Chen??" Uncle Qian Cang asked.
"Erdong Chen … will die sooner or later … If Yang Linsong can really kill that Dragon King … that'll be the best … But if Yang Linsong is killed by that Dragon King Erdong Chen …" Song Kunjin's eyes shone with a cold murderous light. "That'll be the real show … I'm looking forward to the thousand-year Yang family …"
Hearing this, the former uncle's aged eyes flashed with a trace of profoundness … He, understood Eldest Young Master's meaning ~!
When the Old Master of the Yang Family came out of seclusion … it would be the real storm that would arise! The Yang family was in a stalemate, and Erdong Chen … was destined to be slaughtered!
Capital, Xu family.
Old Master Xu, Xu Zhimo, sat on the armchair, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
His subordinate Luo Jin was wrapped in white bandages, his entire body covered in injuries. He carefully stood in front of him, his face full of fear.
"Chief … it's this lowly one's incompetence … I let that Dragon King escape … this lowly one … is willing to accept punishment!" Luo Jin's voice carried a trace of self-blame.
Xu Zhimo glanced at Luo Jin lightly. "Forget it, right now … it's not your fault … for the next few days, use this as an excuse to return home to visit your family. Don't expose yourself in the imperial court. If others see your body covered in wounds, they might become suspicious …"
Luo Jin nodded. "Yes, this lowly one understands!"
Xu Zhimo waved his hand, indicating for him to leave.
After Luo Jin left, the Young Master of the Xu family … Xu Lianzhang slowly walked out from the back hall.
"Grandfather, this Dragon King … has exceeded our expectations … I didn't expect him to be so unafraid of death." Xu Lianzhang's voice was deep and unfathomable.
Xu Zhimo slowly lifted his teacup and drank a mouthful of black tea.
"Lianzhang, in your opinion … this Dragon King Chen He … compared to Lianbi, who is stronger?" Xu Zhimo asked slowly.
Xu Lianzhang's eyes narrowed slightly, as if … he was stumped by this question …
Younger brother, Xu Lianbi?
He quickly thought and deduced in his mind …
"In terms of age … Lianbi is younger by a few years. He's young and full of vigor and vitality … plus … Lianbi has been training in the military since he was young … For a martial artist, Lianbi has grasped all the mysteries of the heavens." Xu Lianzhang slowly analyzed.
Xu Zhimo nodded slowly and reached out to stroke his beard.
"Lianbi was sent to Mount Zhongnan at the age of ten … he's been practicing martial arts for more than ten years now … this kind of extreme fusion of martial arts and combat … I'm afraid it's not something a mercenary born out of nowhere like the Dragon King can compete with …!" Xu Lianzhang slowly deduced. Every step he took seemed to have deduced all the cores. The final result was … who was stronger than younger brother Xu Lianbi?!
Xu Zhimo's old eyes were deep and unfathomable. "This Dragon King is bloodthirsty and unruly … this Global Group is really a difficult mine to chew …"
"Grandfather, why don't I go to Shanghai City?" Xu Lianzhang suddenly asked, a sharp light flashing in his eyes! The True Dragon Young Master of the Xu Family, Xu Lianzhang, was about to come into the world!
Xu Zhimo slowly closed his eyes. "Let Family Song handle it. You stay put … this is just a mercenary, so what if the Dragon King is a mere mercenary? He doesn't want the Xu Family to use force … "
…
Late at night, Shanghai City.
Chen He was lying on the hospital bed … the wounds on his body had been treated and bandaged by the doctor, and his condition had stabilized for the time being.
Sun Xue didn't leave. Instead, she stayed by his bedside to guard him. Her beautiful eyes were still red; it was obvious that she had been crying.
She didn't feel sleepy; she just looked at Chen He who was lying on the hospital bed.
Chen He's body was wrapped in bandages, and he looked like a mummy … it was very awkward.
He turned his head and glanced at Little Xue. Then, he grinned.
"What are you smiling at?" Sun Xue's beautiful eyes were red as she stared at him blankly.
"Little Xue, you look so beautiful with your long hair in a mess," Chen He said gently with a hint of ambiguity in his voice.
Sun Xue's beautiful eyes were a little confused …
"You're still joking at a time like this …" Sun Xue bit her red lips and said with concern, "It's late at night. You should go to sleep."
Chen He turned his head and looked at her. "What about you, Little Xue … aren't you going to sleep?"
"I'll just lie by the bed for a while," Sun Xue said softly.
Chen He shook his head lightly.
"No, Little Xue, come up and sleep on the same bed with me … this hospital bed is quite spacious." Chen He suddenly said blatantly. He stared straight at Sun Xue like a big bad wolf.
Hearing this, Sun Xue's pretty face blushed and she shook her head repeatedly.
However, Chen He didn't give her any chance to resist. He stood up and grabbed her small waist. Then, he carried her entire body onto the hospital bed.
"Ah!" Sun Xue cried out. She was completely at a loss … she wanted to get up, but Chen He held her waist tightly and she couldn't move at all.
"Little Xue, let's sleep together," Chen He's perverted hand lightly explored Sun Xue's suburban area in an untimely manner.
"Don't mess around … you're still injured … you can't move your wounds …" Sun Xue reminded him in a panic.
"Yeah, I won't mess around. I'll just hug you. I promise I won't do anything else ~" Chen He swore to the heavens.
Sun Xue's pretty face blushed. She didn't know what to do at that moment.
"Little Xue, then I'll turn off the lights … let's sleep," Chen He said softly.
Sun Xue slept on the bed. After a moment of hesitation, she lightly nodded her head.
The lights in the hospital room were turned off … and the room was plunged into darkness.
"Ah … didn't you say you wouldn't touch me …?" In the darkness, Sun Xue's panicked voice sounded.
"Ah … Chen He … don't mess around … you're covered in wounds …" Sun Xue's voice became frantic and panicked.
Then, a rustling sound came from the hospital room …
"Pervert … you're covered in wounds … don't … ugh …" Before Sun Xue could finish her sentence, her voice was blocked by something …
Then, a sexy female outfit was thrown off the hospital bed … and then a sexy lingerie with a hint of body heat …
Then, the rustling sound on the hospital bed seemed to become more forceful … the entire hospital bed shook slightly … In the darkness, a soft and suppressed female voice was whispering ~
…
Late at night, in a VIP room of a bar in Shanghai.
A beautiful girl with long hair was sitting on the sofa with her hands folded in front of her chest.
In front of the girl stood two rows of men in black suits! The men's expressions were incomparably respectful as they stood in front of the girl like the most loyal subordinates.
"Miss … we've searched the entire Shanghai for the past two days … but we couldn't find Chen He's whereabouts …" one of the subordinates walked up and reported carefully.
The girl suddenly raised her head. Her beautiful, picturesque eyes stared calmly at the subordinate.
The subordinate felt his heart tremble …
"Slap!" A crisp slap sounded, and a faint palm print instantly appeared on the face of the person who had been slapped.
The girl slowly retracted her hand and calmly spat out two words, "Useless."
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