The wound on Yang Fan's abdomen was not big, but there was a lot of blood, and the hem of his clothes was stained red.
Although the candlelight was glowing red and reflected on his face, his face was still as pale as paper.
A 'Nu helped him deal with the wound on his abdomen. She applied the best ointment on it and carefully wrapped it with a layer of white cloth. Looking at the bruises on his chest, she was at a loss of what to do.
Yang Fan's chest was poked by Lu Boyan, and only four fingers touched his chest. Now his chest was swollen with four tall lumps, which had faintly connected into one. They were greenish-purple and looked terrifying.
Yang Fan gently stroked his chest and said to her, "Don't worry, the sternum is not broken. It will be fine after some treatment."
A Nu gently lowered her neat and fine eyelids and whispered, "Hmm."
Yang Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and picked up a tiger-skin hat from the bedside. After a while, he slowly grasped the tiger-skin hat in his hand, and the veins on the back of his palm bulged. A Nu's delicate body trembled slightly, and she gently held his palm with both hands, and whispered, "You … don't worry too much, Xiao Man will be fine …"
Yang Fan did not speak, and now he only wanted to find Young Master Jiang's nest with a knife, and save Xiao Man and his children. The impulse in his heart kept hitting his body, but his reason told him to stay calm, and not to be swayed by emotions. He did not know what to do.
In the past, no matter how big the crisis was, he had never panicked like this, even when he was in a desperate situation. But this time was different, because he valued his wife and children more than his own life. He did not know what would happen to Xiao Man, and did not know if she, who was about to give birth, would be hurt.
He sent Xiao Man to Chang 'an to avoid Young Master Jiang, but he did not expect that he would send his wife and children to the claws of Young Master Jiang. Thinking of this, he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
A 'Nu squatted in front of his knees, her nose suddenly turned sour, and hot tears rolled down. Yang Fan felt a little warm on the back of his palm, and when he looked down, A' Nu was crying, hot tears fell on the back of his palm. Yang Fan gently pulled her up and let her sit beside him. He whispered, "What's wrong with you?"
Ah Nu lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. She sobbed with tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I've implicated Xiaoman. It's all my fault."
Yang Fan shook his head and bitterly smiled. "Don't be silly. When they came, they didn't know that you were still alive. They came for me, so you don't have to take responsibility for it."
A 'Nu choked with sobs as she said, "I know, but … if you weren't determined to go against Young Master Jiang for me, he wouldn't have …"
Yang Fan said, "It has nothing to do with you. My Dao and his are different, but … there is only one Dao that can be achieved. If we both wish to achieve our own Dao, we will inevitably become mortal enemies. From the moment I decided to walk the same path as Shen Mu, Young Master Jiang and I were destined to be enemies!
Even if I've never known you, something like this would still happen tonight. If it wasn't because you were by my side tonight, and if it wasn't because your 'resurrection' stunned the four assassins for a moment, I might have already died under their encirclement! "
Yang Fan wiped away her tears and said softly, "In my heart, Xiaoman and my child are my dearest loved ones. I can give my life for them, and so can you!"
A 'Nu hugged him tightly. Her tears flowed even faster, but her heart was much lighter. She cried for a long time until her tears soaked Yang Fan's shoulder. Then she gently let go of Yang Fan and said in a low voice, "I have followed him since I was a child, and I know his temperament very well. He has always been arrogant, and the way he kidnapped people's wives and daughters is really not like him …"
When A 'Nu said this, she was afraid that Yang Fan would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained, "I'm not defending him, I just think … kidnapping Xiaoman is probably not his idea, but his own decision after the failure of the Four Murders of Heaven and Earth. If this is the case … then it is unlikely that Xiaoman will be hurt."
Yang Fan was silent for a moment, and slowly said, "You are wrong! If Xiaoman's kidnapping is not his idea, I will be worried! "
"Huh?" A 'Nu raised her eyes in surprise, and there were still tears in her eyes.
Yang Fan said, "If it is his idea to kidnap Xiaoman after the failure of the assassination, then he will definitely take action next. No matter what he wants to do, we will always have a talk. I am afraid that he is really arrogant to the point that he will not bow his head even if he dies, then … "When Yang Fan said this, there was a kind of fear in his voice.
A 'Nu grasped his big hand, and Yang Fan's hand was cold. A' Nu stammered, "No, if it is not his idea … maybe … maybe he will take the initiative to let Xiaoman come back. He will not let such a despicable thing tarnish his reputation!"
Yang Fan shook his head coldly, "The people standing beside him are not necessarily the people who know him the best. For a high and mighty person like him, he has always taken whatever he wants, and has always been successful. That is why he pays attention to his demeanor and reputation. But when he was defeated by Shen Mu and fled from Chang 'an like a stray dog, he had already trampled on his dignity.
For a Childe who lives in luxury, if the food is not good, it will be difficult for him to swallow. But if he has been hungry for a long time, will he still be so picky? A person like him will never eat food given out of pity. But if he is about to starve to death, will he put down his dignity and beg for food?
Even if he would rather die to preserve his dignity, if his loved ones were also dying from hunger, would he trample on his dignity to beg for food so that his loved ones could live? A desperate and exasperated noble Childe will not be much more noble than a ruffian! "
A 'Nu was worried, "Then … then what should we do?"
Yang Fan's cheeks twitched a few times, and a trace of fierceness condensed in his anxious eyes, "Wait … wait until dawn! I will only wait until dawn! "
…
It was late at night in the Lu family's house, but the room was as bright as day. A dozen butter candles brightly lit up the room.
Young Master Jiang was barefooted, wearing a loose nightgown, and walked back and forth on the spotless, mirror-like floor.
You Haoyang, the short and fat elder of the Four Killers of Heaven and Earth, knelt in front of the door, bowed his head and said nothing.
Young Master Jiang's face was green with anger. He hurriedly walked a few rounds, then suddenly stopped and shouted at You Haoyang, "Bastard! Why did you kidnap his family? Did I change my profession to become a thief who kidnaps people and kidnaps people, huh? "
You Haoyang reported, "Young Master, I thought … since we can't kill him, he will definitely be more vigilant, and it will be difficult for us to kill him. Now that we have kidnapped his wife, he will be obedient!" You Haoyang said proudly, and his face also showed a sinister and complacent smile.
"You … you …"
Young Master Jiang was furious. He pointed his trembling finger at You Haoyang and stammered, "You … You …" for a long time. Finally, he flicked his sleeves, turned around, and sat down behind the table. He said angrily, "Tell me the details!"
"Yes! I rushed to the Gongsun Mansion … Ah! "
You Haoyang suddenly cried out, and said, "Just now, Young Master asked about the pregnant woman's background, and I was busy reporting, so I forgot to say something important. Young Master, do you know … Miss A 'Nu … she is still alive!"
"What?"
Young Master Jiang was shocked, and suddenly half of his body popped out from behind a few tables, and asked in shock, "Who did you say is still alive? Ah Nu? "
You Haoyang hurriedly nodded, "Yes! I was also shocked at that time. I didn't expect that Miss A 'Nu didn't die on Mount Hua, and instead came together with Yang Fan. If it wasn't for Miss A' Nu helping Yang Fan, I wouldn't have failed … "
"Wait!"
Young Master Jiang suddenly interrupted him, and his face became gloomy, "You guys … were your identities exposed by him?"
You Haoyang shamefully lowered his head, and said, "Yes! Because outsiders who have seen us are all dead. Those who are unrelated to us won't know who we are even if they see us, so … we didn't hide our appearances when we went, but who knew that there was someone beside Yang Fan who recognized our identities … "
Young Master Jiang sat down, and his usually straight back felt as if it was being pressed by a heavy mountain, and he couldn't help but bend down, "How could this be, how did things develop to this stage? Why! "
You Haoyang was stunned to see Young Master Jiang's angry look, and he didn't understand what was so strange about exposing his identity. He was just a killer with high martial arts skills, and he was very good at killing people. He really couldn't plot against him, and he couldn't think of the pros and cons of this matter at the moment.
If Yang Fan was just a pure official, he might understand the trouble of exposing his identity, because it would lead to the wanted and pursuit of the government, but Yang Fan was not.
Just like when he failed to commit a crime, his identity was exposed, and all his family members fell into the hands of the government. He bribed two jailers with a lot of money, and wanted to rescue his family members. He led people into the prison and successfully rescued his family members. One of the jailers saw the mess in the prison, and he stabbed another jailer when he was unprepared, intending to take all the benefits for himself. The other jailer survived the disaster, but he could only grit his teeth and bear it. He didn't dare to ask the county magistrate to make a decision on this matter.
Yang Fan was in such a situation now. Since he didn't dare to use the power of the government, even if he knew it was Young Master Jiang who sent people to kill him, what was there to be afraid of? You Haoyang didn't understand what Young Master Jiang was worried about, and he could only blink his eyes and wait for Young Master Jiang's explanation. Young Master Jiang didn't explain. He fell to the ground and thought for a long time, and suddenly laughed.
You Haoyang licked his lips and asked in surprise, "Young Master, this matter … What's wrong?"
Young Master Jiang changed from a low laugh to a loud laugh. He laughed for a long time, and then he waved his hand to You Haoyang and scolded fiercely, "Get out!"
You Haoyang's eyes were full of humiliation, but he didn't dare to say anything. He had to bow his head, got up, opened the barrier door, and retreated outside. Young Master Jiang's face darkened, and a fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes. He made a gesture of cutting his neck.
The two guards in white who were standing on both sides of the barrier door originally stood there straight, expressionless, like two pottery figurines. As soon as Young Master Jiang gave the signal, the two of them moved together. One of them suddenly stretched out his hand, and like a claw, he grabbed You Haoyang's short and fat neck.
You Haoyang was putting on his boots with his head down and was completely defenseless. His neck was grabbed and pulled upwards. You Haoyang couldn't help but raise his head, and the other person's palm was like a knife, ruthlessly cutting his throat.
With a crack, You Haoyang's throat was completely shattered. His eyes suddenly popped out in anger, and his throat made a gurgling sound. He tried to turn his head, but the hand that was grabbing his neck was like an eagle's claw that was grabbing a young rabbit. He couldn't move his head at all.
At this time, the white-clothed guard with amazing finger strength slowly raised his other hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed on the top of You Haoyang's head. With a crack, You Haoyang turned his head around as he wished, but his body didn't move. It was just that his head seemed to have a bearing on it, and he stared straight at Young Master Jiang.
He wanted to know, why did Young Master want to kill him, why! But he only saw a lonely and lonely back. That back was looking up at the sky, murmuring in a low voice, "This heaven wants me dead, not because of war!"
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