Chapter 969
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It wasn't until blood dripped onto the ground that the middle-aged man came to his senses. He stared blankly at the blade in Lu Bancheng's thigh for a moment before he smiled and extended his hand to clap. "I didn't know that you were such an infatuated person. How touching …"
The middle-aged man pretended to be moved and recited a poem excitedly. "What is love in the world? It makes one promise to live and die for it …"
The middle-aged man stopped clapping and changed his tone. "But we agreed on three stabs. There are two more to go. Let's continue …"
Lu Bancheng's fingers were trembling slightly from the pain, and his tightly pursed lips were drained of color.
The middle-aged man waited for about a minute, but when he saw that Lu Bancheng didn't make any further moves, he gave the man with the knife a look.
Before the man could exert any force, Lu Bancheng clenched his teeth and pulled the knife out of his thigh.
The blood flowed even more violently, and soon, his pants were dyed red.
He looked at the middle-aged man's expression, who seemed to be enjoying a good show. He raised his hand again and stabbed it into his thigh. The two consecutive wounds made him groan in pain, but he pulled the knife out and stabbed it a third time.
The pain made him suck in a breath of cold air. He held his breath and slowly raised his head to meet the eyes of the knife-wielding man. After a while, he clenched his teeth and asked clearly, one word at a time, "Can you take the knife away from her?"
The man with the knife looked at the middle-aged man.
He's already in this state, and he's still thinking about this woman … The middle-aged man mocked him in his heart and nodded at the man with the knife.
The man with the knife put the knife away and stuffed it into his pocket. He released Xu Wennuan's collar and let her fall limply to the ground again.
The middle-aged man glanced at Lu Bancheng, who had been stabbed three times in his thigh. It was obvious that he couldn't hold on any longer and was slowly kneeling on the ground. He instructed the man who had been kicked twice by Lu Bancheng, "Find a rope and tie him up."
"Yes."
When he heard the response, the middle-aged man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He smoked leisurely as if he had just gotten rid of a huge worry.
He couldn't just fall like this. He had to ensure her safety.
Furthermore, it was unknown whether or not Wu Hao would be able to rescue Xu Wennuan from these three people. He could not leave her in such unknown danger.
So, even if he fell, he would protect her …
Enduring the pain, Lu Bancheng pondered as he observed the three people in the room.
Apart from the man who was looking for a rope, the other two people had already begun to chat about other things.
Sure enough, it was just as he had thought. As long as he was not injured, the three of them would not let their guard down. The reason why he had stabbed himself three times so ruthlessly was to protect her. The second reason was to make the three of them let their guard down.
Only then would he be able to find a flaw.
His leg was injured and wouldn't last long. He had to get her to the safest place in the shortest time possible.
The safest place … Lu Bancheng's gaze fell on the broken window behind Xu Wennuan. Outside the window was the river, and through the whistling wind, he could vaguely hear the sound of the flowing river.
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