Because he was much shorter than Chu Chengfeng, he was actually aiming for Chu Chengfeng’s head, but couldn’t reach, so he could only hack at his back.
Chu Chengfeng sensed the danger from behind, his eyes sinister, and his senses extrely sharp. He had already pinpointed the mont, ready to redirect the machete towards this man’s companions.
Just as the knife was about to hit Chu Chengfeng’s back, Xiao Wen on the bed slowly opened her eyes. With just a glance, she understood the situation before her. She coldly said, "Seeking death!"
Then a spirit talisman shot out like a sharp sword towards the man’s hand wielding the knife, instantly piercing his wrist. The man let out a scream, dropping the knife to the ground, his hand bizarrely twisted at a ninety-degree angle, snapped in a blink.
The man looked at his hand in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief, but the pain caused him to collapse, clutching his hand, screaming in agony.
The middle-aged man and another person were montarily stunned, not understanding what had just happened.
Afterwards, Xiao Wen stood up from the bed, wearing Chu Chengfeng’s clothes. Chu Chengfeng also realized imdiately that Xiao Wen had woken up. In an instant, Chu Chengfeng’s heart jumped for joy, his previously murderous eyes now shining brightly, "Xiao Wen."
Earlier, Chu Chengfeng’s back was to Xiao Wen. Just as he turned his head, Xiao Wen did not expect that the face of the fair and handso young man was full of blood.
This person always loved cleanliness and cherished his appearance the most.
Now, his face was sared with blood, with his muscular, solid upper body covered not just in blood but also mud, as if he had just crawled out of a mud ditch.
The whole person looked as disheveled as could be.
Only his eyes, apart from the joy of seeing her awake, seed to have changed color.
Xiao Wen frowned tightly, scanning the three n in front of her. There was no doubt that these three had malicious intentions towards her, and then tried to deal with Chu Chengfeng. Although she didn’t know how she and Chu Chengfeng ended up here, or how Chu Chengfeng found her, Xiao Wen knew that these three n were not good people.
At this mont, her clothes were damp. Xiao Wen secretly gathered her strength, enveloping her surroundings in spiritual energy. Within monts, she had dried her clothes.
However, she was still wearing Chu Chengfeng’s shirt. Because Chu Chengfeng was more than a head taller than her, the shirt on her looked like a little trench coat.
Xiao Wen rolled up the sleeves of the shirt and casually said to Chu Chengfeng, "You’re injured, it looks quite serious. Step aside, let handle this."
Chu Chengfeng was very happy that Xiao Wen was finally awake, but how could he just step aside and watch Xiao Wen fight these three n?
Although, it wasn’t three anymore; one was currently writhing on the ground, with his wrist broken by Xiao Wen.
As she said this, Xiao Wen had already moved forward, and with a swift kick, struck the chest of a man holding a sickle. The man let out a scream, spewing blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground with a thud...
Chu Chengfeng also got into the action, grabbing the stick from the middle-aged man before him, glaring at him viciously. He then rcilessly swung an iron fist, landing squarely on the middle-aged man’s eye. The middle-aged man took a step back, and Xiao Wen casually picked up the sickle from the ground, striking the middle-aged man’s calf just as he was unsteady, causing him to kneel on the ground with a scream.
In the blink of an eye, all three n were on the ground, howling.
The room was filled with a faint bloody sll, and Xiao Wen smiled at Chu Chengfeng.
anwhile.
In the Gu Garden of the Imperial Capital, in Gu Qiaoqiao’s courtyard.
Gu Qiaoqiao sat pale-faced on the sofa by the telephone.
She’d been waiting for a call from Jinling City or Qin Yize.
Never had she felt ti pass so slowly.
She didn’t know how long had passed, maybe a few hours, maybe just a few minutes, when suddenly the phone rang shrilly.
In the quiet room, it was quite jarring.
But to Gu Qiaoqiao’s ears, it was like the sound of heaven.
Gu Qiaoqiao, already sitting by the phone, quickly picked it up upon hearing the ring.
The call was from Fang Qing.
Fang Qing, knowing Gu Qiaoqiao was anxious, spoke rapidly, telling her that Qin Xiaoyu had been safely rescued and Gu Zishu was also fine...
He was currently in the hospital, having been checked, and there were no issues. He would personally ensure their safe return shortly.
Thinking others might call her later, he didn’t want to block the line.
At this point, Gu Qiaoqiao was drenched in sweat, her body extrely weak, yet she forced herself to speak as usual, "Thank you, Fang Qing."
"Sister-in-law, no need to be so formal. Alright, I won’t waste your ti; I’ll hang up now."
With that, Fang Qing briskly ended the call.
Although she hadn’t yet received a call from the Gu Family in Jinling City, Gu Qiaoqiao’s restless heart cald significantly.
She collapsed softly onto the sofa by the phone, placing her fingers on her forehead, slowly channeling spiritual energy to calm herself, also restoring her body. A few minutes later, she felt much better.
It was at this mont that the phone rang again. Gu Qiaoqiao quickly picked it up, to find it was Gu Qianqian, unable to hold back her tears.
Yet she still managed to tell her sister that Xiao Yu and Zishu were fine.
Gu Qiaoqiao hastily reassured her, swiftly changing the topic, "Have you seen Xiao Yu and Zishu?"
"They’ve been taken to the hospital for a check-up by Brother Fang Qing. Xiao Yu just called ..." Gu Qianqian said, between sobs.
"Qianqian, don’t cry. Did Xiao Yu say anything to you?"
Gu Qianqian nodded, her sister’s voice like magic, quickly stopping her tears. "Xiao Yu sounded quite normal and Zishu was even better. I even heard them laughing together just now..."
Hearing this, Gu Qiaoqiao finally felt completely at ease.
Earlier, Fang Qing had given her a brief overview of the situation. While she didn’t know all the specifics, she realized that these two kids had remained remarkably calm under pressure.
Gu Qiaoqiao softly spoke, "Qianqian, Xiao Yu’s a girl. When she gets back, you must talk to her nicely, comfort her well, make sure she doesn’t have any lingering trauma..."
"Don’t worry, big sister," Gu Qianqian paused, then continued, "And there’s Zishu too, though he doesn’t seem to be affected."
"That makes feel relieved," Gu Qiaoqiao’s voice was soft. At this mont, she finally understood Dongfang Yu’s kind of weakness and helplessness.
Truly, she had no energy to speak.
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