The loose strands of hair fluttered in the air, and every ti the masked man delivered a flying kick, it landed heavily on his abdon. With each kick, the force increased, making him unable to underestimate it. As soone who had long practiced internal martial arts, he knew that clashing head-on with external martial arts was not a wise choice.
"Internal Art Pressure Point Strike!" Even though Xiao Lin’s opponent was the masked man, he did not let down his guard against others, striking at them when they least expected it.
"Not so easy!"
The masked man let out a bellow, retracting his right leg and switching to using his left palm to strike at Xiao Lin’s right shoulder. He hadn’t expected the opponent’s control to be so strong; in a flash, his left shoulder was hit hard, forcing him back several steps, feeling the sticky pain spreading through his entire left arm.
"Xiao, I advise you to surrender, or don’t bla if this bullet doesn’t recognize people." The man with glasses had his gun aid at Xia Xue’s brow, and Xia Xue was looking towards Xiao Lin, shaking her head at him.
"State your conditions." Xiao Lin asked in a deep voice.
"Your head!"
"Oh! It’s right here on my neck, co and take it yourself!"
"I can’t beat you in a fight, but if you volunteer, that would be the best." The man with glasses pulled the trigger, bang! Xiao Lin’s heart almost stopped.
"Hahahahaha, how’s that feel? I wonder if your woman will be as lucky next ti."
"That depends on whether you can move faster than ." Xiao Lin glared, punching the masked man’s raised right leg hard, and the Silver Needle in his hand landed precisely on his right hand.
The gun fell to the ground, the box with the opened trigger made a popping sound, and the bullet jamd in the barrel. Xia Xue’s scream rang uncontrollably throughout the room, and at that mont, the masked man attacked from behind, while the man with glasses pulled out a small gun from his pants aid at Xiao Lin.
"Don’t!" No one expected the man with glasses to be left-handed; the bullet shot silently, even the most skilled person could not avoid attacks from both the front and back simultaneously. Xia Xue glanced at the man with glasses, pushed hard with her feet, lifting herself into the air, not knowing if she could do it, lunged forward, and the bullet pierced through her waist muscle. She fell onto the gravel, blood staining the pink gown.
"Brother!" Hua Qingyi rushed into the room just in ti to see the masked man punch Xiao Lin heavily, but Xiao Lin did not retaliate, just stared blankly at where Xia Xue fell, his eyes deep in thought.
"Damn it!"
Xiao Lin roared in fury, kicking towards the masked man’s left waist, and at that mont, a group of people ard with heavy weapons stord in.
"You are all under arrest, drop your weapons." The small room was completely surrounded, not even a fly could escape.
The man with glasses attempted to commit suicide by swallowing his gun but was thwarted by Hua Qingyi, who chopped down on his left hand, blood imdiately staining the entire floor.
"Take them away!"
What was before him? Xiao Lin couldn’t see; he was like a puppet being led in and out. Hua Qingyi was driven to madness by watching him like this, while Lin Zhifang, who stood aside the whole ti, was even more anxious, fearing that the ancestors beside him might also take his head with them at a whim.
"Brother!" Hua Qingyi squatted in front of Xiao Lin: "Let’s check the injury first, alright?"
The third generation Sect Leader of the Hua Family was bowing in public to a Military Doctor and pleading with such a negotiating air. Even if it were Dragon Soul’s Major General, to make the Yanjing Hua Family bend their knees like this, the identity behind must be incredibly shocking. Lin Zhifang was more worried if his own head would still be on his neck tomorrow.
Xiao Lin didn’t move, he never moved, his hands trembling. Hua Qingyi looked on heartbroken; his brother, a man who never knew fear, soone like a god, was trembling helplessly like a child. Perhaps others didn’t understand, but he knew that Hu Zi’s death had never left Xiao Lin’s heart; otherwise, he wouldn’t have left Dragon Soul so suddenly, and now...
The operating room door opened, and the chief Doctor ca out with both hands raised. As if touched by a nerve, Xiao Lin jumped up, staring straight at the Doctor, unable to utter a word. The chief surgeon was startled by Xiao Lin’s sudden move and quickly backed into another door, the surgery door closing, its light still on.
When the Xia Family arrived, the entire surgery floor of the hospital was already under tight surveillance by Li Jian.
"Brother, Xia Yusheng is here." Still no significant reaction, Hua Qingyi stood up and walked out of the waiting area.
"Young Master Hua!" Xia Yusheng saw Hua Qingyi co out, hurriedly greeting him: "Xia Xue, she..."
"Uncle Xia, I’m sorry, my brother is not in a good state right now, it may be best for you to co back tomorrow. I’ll have soone update you on Xia Xue’s condition anyti." Xia Yusheng wasn’t an idiot, he understood Hua Qingyi’s underlying ssage, suddenly feeling the tragedy of life. The person lying inside was his daughter, yet as her father, he needed soone else’s permission to visit her.
"Thank you, Young Master Hua!"
"Brother!" Seeing Xiao Lin co out of the waiting room, half of him appeared to be soaked in a tub of blood.
"Let him in." Xiao Lin didn’t look at Xia Yusheng, not even offering an explanation. He glanced at the elevator before heading towards the ergency exit.
"Brother! Where are you going?" Xiao Lin leaned against the stairwell, his eyes vacantly gazing at the white ceiling. Hua Qingyi wanted to approach but was stopped by Xiao Lin.
"Brother, don’t be like this."
Heh heh heh! Suddenly Xiao Lin started laughing, descending the stairs, his laughter of helplessness echoing throughout the stairwell. Hua Qingyi followed him, maintaining a certain distance. He knew that saying anything now was useless; Xiao Lin wouldn’t listen at all. Perhaps, if the roles were reversed, he would react the sa way. No one can remain calm when seeing their woman injured and uncertain of life due to their actions. Especially soone as loyal as Xiao Lin, he was only worried that if the wound on the left shoulder were not treated, it might beco permanently disabling.
Hua Qingyi wasn’t an impulsive person, and neither was Xiao Lin, yet who now could persuade this man, as obstinate as a mule? He believed that if Xia Xue didn’t wake up, this master wouldn’t care for himself. He understood the man before him.
"Brother!" Watching Xiao Lin slip and fall down the stairs, Hua Qingyi quickly leaped forward, catching him in his arms: "Don’t scare ! Brother, are you all right?"
Seeing soone fall down the stairs, a crowd quickly gathered around.
"Step back!" Hua Qingyi roared at the surrounding people, lifting Xiao Lin completely, and carrying him out of the hospital.
A luxury business car happened to stop at the hospital entrance. A man wearing sunglasses stepped out, followed by two others, brushing past Hua Qingyi. Suddenly the man in the middle stopped.
"Excuse !" He caught up with Hua Qingyi in a couple of strides, leading him to his luxury car: "Excuse , is the person you are carrying a Military Doctor?"
"Who are you?" To Hua Qingyi, this person seed familiar; he seed to have seen this face sowhere before.
"He needs treatnt! I have a good clinic to provide it." The man glanced at Hua Qingyi, showing his charming smile. Compared to the gentleman before him, his handso looks stood out even more: "Young Master Hua, do you lack confidence in yourself?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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