"Old Five, have I avenged you or not—" After saying these words, everything went dark in front of him, and he collapsed backward onto the ground.
Not far from him, the man who had been blasted bloody all over suddenly stood up, drew a knife, and approached him step by step. Just as he raised the knife to deliver a fatal blow to him, there was a thud, and the man widened his eyes in disbelief, seeing the barrel of a gun spewing black smoke at close range.
The shooter was Zhong Qiaohui, her finger pulled the trigger, and her face was expressionless.
The knife in the man’s hand fell to the ground, and his body crumbled down.
In the woods, a voice called out to her, "Go see who you’ve killed, will you?"
"What did you say?" Holding the gun, Zhong Qiaohui searched around for the speaker while stepping over Old Six’s body. She illuminated the man who had been shot and fallen earlier with her own lighting tool, and the face before her was—Zhang Yingxi’s!
Ah! The woman’s scream made the man lurking in the dark even more smug, he burst into maniacal laughter. But monts later, he abruptly stopped laughing, exclaiming, "Zhang Sanfeng, impossible—" Then, stabbed through the heart from behind, he fell from the tree.
Zhang Sanfeng, with only one leg, clung to the branches with both hands, a bloody knife in his mouth, and said to the Old Six lying on the ground, "Sixth brother—"
Wei Changqing opened his eyes, strived to prop up his body, and walked over to check on the person who had fallen earlier, confirming that this person was indeed the enemy they were seeking, and after realizing the person was no longer breathing, he sat back down on the ground unable to move.
Not far behind him, Zhong Qiaohui’s screams had disappeared, replaced by an inconceivable scene. Zhong Qiaohui, either suddenly driven mad or affected sohow, began to slap the dead Zhang Yingxi’s face with both hands, "You tricked , tricked ! Did you think I was stupid?! I was just acting for you—you and your mother are both no good. You said you liked ?! Look at the way your mother treated , it’s clear you never truly liked , who knows how many bad things you said about in front of her? You thought I didn’t know, but because Zhang San wasn’t born by your mother, that’s why your whole family treated him this way—"
Wei Changqing was startled by the information she exposed, turned his head to look at Zhang Sanfeng who had just climbed down from the tree.
In response to the surprised and questioning look in his eyes, Zhang Sanfeng simply nodded, his expression very calm. This news was absolutely impossible for outsiders to know, he was an illegitimate child. But he also didn’t know how Zhong Qiaohui learned of it.
Zhong Qiaohui suddenly realized sothing, looked back, saw the two of them and Zhang Sanfeng’s aningful face, she awkwardly cleared her throat, "Why don’t you co to live with my family, my grandfather really likes you, you know?"
"Alright."
Two words, without any hesitation, without thinking. She jumped up, ran towards him, then opened her arms and embraced him.
Wei Changqing, seeing this, his hair stood on end, shouted, "Hey, there are other people here, I can’t move—" If he could walk, he definitely wouldn’t stay here as a "third wheel".
Zhang Sanfeng and Zhong Qiaohui turned around, hurriedly ca to his side, checked his injuries. They saw Fast-acting Hemostatic Powder applied to his wound, but ultimately it wasn’t a solution, it required a doctor’s attention. Zhang Sanfeng said seriously, "Old Six, we must contact Old Eight and get you back to the ship first."
Wei Changqing, who hadn’t caught his breath, looked at the gray corpse and said: "You know, he’s not the most terrifying one—"
"I know. Second brother and the others, we’ll always be ready to help, but first let us deal with your wound—" Zhang Sanfeng’s words weren’t finished when Old Six suddenly fell again; this ti he really couldn’t move once he hit the ground. The face of the two people beside him changed color simultaneously.
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