If Muto saw the scene in front of him, he would surely die of anger—over a hundred people, including thirty masters, were frightened by a young man in his early twenties. If word got out, it would be a huge embarrassnt.
Turn around...
The people behind imdiately prepared to move...
But Xiaofan turned back, once again stopping their steps in fear.
"Co on..."
These people looked at each other, preparing to slowly spread out and surround Xiaofan...
"Hmph, Grandpa won't play with you anymore..."
"Quick, stop him..." They realized Xiaofan was truly about to leave, and started to panic.
Xiaofan casually tossed a ping-pong ball-sized item, which suddenly exploded in the air, spreading a white powder.
By the ti this group of n reacted, Xiaofan's silhouette had already vanished from their sight.
A single Ye Xiaofan left the entire base helpless because no one could match his speed or mysterious toothpick. With the Hidden Weapon from the Tang Sect today, Xiaofan was even more unstoppable.
Of course, like the first ti he ca to the base, if they had enough manpower and Muto was around, it wouldn't matter how many more people ca.
Having help is better than acting tough alone, but for personal reasons, Xiaofan truly didn't want his brothers to take risks. Tonight's Hidden Assassination Squad is the best proof of that.
Previously, the Yanhuang Soul had already located the place where Xiaofan's lost data was, then sent Hidden Assassination Squad mbers to infiltrate, seize the data or destroy it on the spot if possible.
Xiaofan knew this was unfeasible yet couldn't dissuade them, so he had to co along and see if an opportunity would arise. Before coming, Xiaofan predicted the outco.
Therefore, he arranged for Li San and Tang Tianyou to cover the besieged mbers of the Hidden Assassination Squad outside, while he entered the base again to save the living mbers.
When Tang Tianyou appeared, Xiaofan knew Li San's side was settled. He then asked Li San to return and, with Tang Tianyou, rush out again. Without the threat of Muto, Xiaofan's escape was hardly difficult.
This was Xiaofan's plan for tonight.
"Xiaofan, are you out?"
"Yes. You go ahead, make sure the car is destroyed by the roadside, don't leave any traces for them."
"What about you? Should we co back to pick you up?"
"No, I'll walk back."
"Walk? It's more than ten kiloters to get to the car..."
"Don't worry, I'm fast..."
"Alright then..."
This was why Xiaofan insisted on bringing three cars earlier. Because with twenty-one mbers from the Hidden Assassination Squad, even if they were all saved, three cars might not fit everyone. But Xiaofan had no choice; they were only three people, so they could only drive three cars.
At this ti, Tang Tianyou suddenly understood why Xiaofan had him arrange for a hidden residence in Kyoto, and even prepare dical supplies in advance. Everything was under his control; from eting the Hidden Assassination Squad mbers, Xiaofan had already planned out the arrangent.
Incredible, truly incredible.
Tang Tianyou was several years older than Xiaofan, but now it seed that leadership ability had nothing to do with age. No wonder Grandpa wanted him to personally train with Xiaofan for a bit...
When Xiaofan rushed to join them, forty-five minutes had already passed.
However, upon entering the house, the sll of blood filled the air.
Eight Hidden Assassination Squad mbers were sitting in the hall, each with a grim expression...
"What's the casualty situation?" Xiaofan asked Li San, who opened the door for him.
"I and Tang saved five outside plus six brought from the base, a total of eleven, with three critically injured, the rest slightly injured," Li San reported truthfully.
"Where are the critically injured?" Xiaofan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and before Li San could answer, he headed straight toward the room.
Sure enough, in a room, the three critically injured Hidden Assassination Squad mbers laid there. Blood had soaked through the bedding, sheets, even the floor...
"Tang..."
"Hurry, hurry, the dicines I brought weren't enough, can't stop the bleeding completely, these two brothers are in dire condition. Quick, and this one, rib fractures, arm cut to the bone. I can only temporarily..."
Without waiting for Tang Tianyou to finish, Xiaofan imdiately drew out the Cold Ice Willow Silk Needle to stop the bleeding for the two pallid Hidden Assassination Squad mbers.
The bleeding was safety stopped, but Xiaofan felt their pulse; his gaze turned cold again—there's too much blood loss, vital organs are failing, blood transfusion is urgent.
"Tang, did you buy blood transfusion tubes?"
"Bought. I can use them, I can use them..." Tang Tianyou said, tense.
Upon hearing this, Xiaofan ran to the living room, looked at the silent crowd sitting there, and fud.
"Are you blind? Your comrades are in critical condition, yet you can sit still?"
Faced with Xiaofan's harsh reprimand, the eight people's expressions changed slightly, so looking strangely at Xiaofan.
"We're not doctors, can't save them..."
"Damn it. So Hidden Assassination Squad is remarkable, huh? Hidden Assassination Squad is cold-hearted then? Everyone are brothers facing life and death together; I just don't get why you can be so indifferent. Hurry, know their blood types, those with matching types co over, do blood transfusions, save lives..."
This sentence made the eight people freeze briefly.
"What are you looking at? Co over, match the blood types, transfuse imdiately..."
Can they be saved? Save them? These eight people almost simultaneously stood up, followed Xiaofan into the room.
"Damn it, two people are enough, why so many?"
"I'm type A, I match with Old San."
"I'm type O, I'll transfuse to Penghai..."
"Tang, it's up to you," Xiaofan imdiately said.
"Alright, co over here, Li San, help out." Tang Tianyou said at once.
"Alright..."
At this point, two people stayed, the remaining six gathered near the doorway watching intently; apparently, Xiaofan's earlier scolding woke them up, reminding them they too had emotions, deep down hoping their team mbers could continue to live... continue to live, there's hope in life.
'Creak...' Over here, Xiaofan swiftly realigned the third injured rib; luckily, it hadn't punctured the lung. Only the arm scar was a bloody ss; clearly, it's Black Scorpion poison.
Luck... as Xiaofan prepared to extract the poison, suddenly felt faint...
"Ye Xiaofan, are you okay?" The Hidden Assassination Squad mber behind quickly asked.
Xiaofan took a deep breath, lightly said: "Nothing..." Then continued with poison extraction treatnt...
The floor by the bedside was stained red, but no one noticed drops of bright red blood also dripping from Xiaofan's pant leg, rging into the blood on the floor.
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