Chapter 84 Chapter 84

Zhang Qing obviously didn't know that there were people hiding here. He was dragging Shen Zhaoyue back step by step, his vigilant eyes always fixed on Jia Zheng in the distance.

Maybe he can find an opportunity to save Shen Zhaoyue!

On the other side, Wen Yanxi also hid when Zhang Qing retreated, secretly approaching Zhang Qing, ready to find an opportunity to rescue him at any time.

"I'll go with you. Can you please move the knife away a little?" Chen Zhaoyue cooperated and stepped back a distance before finally speaking.

Although Chen Zhaoyue was indeed frightened by the sudden attack at first, he quickly calmed down.

Since Zhang Qing still needs her as a hostage to escape, he will definitely not kill her!

"Shut up!" Chen Zhaoyue's sudden words made Zhang Qing, who was already nervous, even more anxious, and his skinny arms tightened a little more.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control, and the dagger trembled slightly between Shen Zhaoyue's neck.

"I feel dizzy... maybe it's from losing too much blood." Chen Zhaoyue's voice became softer and softer, and her body softened a little: "If you don't move away... I might die..."

Zhang Qing was indeed panicked when he heard this.

He didn't know any medical skills, and seeing Shen Zhaoyue's face turn pale, he was afraid that something might happen to the hostage.

While hesitating, the dagger unconsciously moved half an inch outward.

The opportunity has come!

Chen Zhaoyue felt the coldness on his neck fade away a little, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

She finally took out her hand, which had been kept in her pocket, and three silver needles were already quietly clamped between her fingers.

"Is your leg injury healed or are you pretending?" Chen Zhaoyue suddenly asked softly.

Zhang Qing was stunned by the question. He didn't understand why Chen Zhaoyue would ask this at this time.

Now is the time!

Shen Zhaoyue smiled brightly and suddenly flipped his wrist.

A silver light flew out from her hand and accurately pierced the acupoint of Zhang Qing's left leg.

Zhang Qing's body suddenly stopped, and he felt his left leg go numb as if it had been electrocuted, and his entire leg lost consciousness in an instant!

"You!" The sudden change made him shocked and angry, and disbelief flashed in his turbid eyes.

Before he could react, Shen Zhaoyue raised his right hand again.

The second silver needle hit the acupoint of his right leg accurately!

"Ah!" Zhang Qing's right leg felt numb again, and his whole body froze in place like a piece of wood, unable to move.

Staring at Chen Zhaoyue, his ferocious face twisted and deformed, and he finally realized that this seemingly weak educated youth was not as simple as she seemed.

"Bitch! It's you!" Zhang Qing suddenly remembered something and shouted at Chen Zhaoyue, murderous intent in his eyes.

It was after he met Chen Zhaoyue that he felt like he was being watched.

This person is not an educated youth at all!

Zhang Qing suddenly realized what was going on and no longer cared about keeping the hostages. The dagger in his hand pierced Shen Zhaoyue's throat with a sharp sound!

At the critical moment, Chen Zhaoyue's left elbow hit Zhang Qing's ribs like a hammer.

At the same time, the last silver needle in his right hand flashed with cold light and accurately pierced the acupoint of his wrist.

"Ah!" Zhang Qing screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Zhaoyue turned around nimbly and escaped from Zhang Qing's control.

Zhang Qing stared at his right hand, which had suddenly lost consciousness, in horror. His voice changed tone: "Witch! What did you do?!"

Chen Zhaoyue took three steps back lightly, bent down and picked up the dagger that had fallen on the ground.

The breeze blew up her scattered hair, revealing the tiny bloodstain on her neck.

But Chen Zhaoyue didn't care, and there was another silver needle in his hand.

She turned her wrist slightly, and the silver needle drew a graceful arc in front of Zhang Qing's eyes.

"I can't even call myself a witch." She blinked her almond-shaped eyes, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of her lips: "I just know a little about acupuncture."

After that, she suddenly realized something and said, "Oh, right, I forgot you are not Chinese, so you may not understand our Chinese culture."

Chen Zhaoyue flexibly turned the silver needle and walked towards Zhang Qing step by step: "However, you just need to know that acupuncture is only suitable for old foxes like you who have weak legs and feet!"

Although she is not as skilled as Wen Yanxi, since she dared to volunteer to participate in the mission, she must have some skills to save her life.

This superb acupuncture skill is her greatest reliance.

"You!" Zhang Qing's eyes were bloodshot and he wanted to struggle but he couldn't move at all.

He stared at the seemingly weak woman in front of him, unable to understand why he fell into her hands.

At this moment, Chen Zhaoyue was staring at the last hand of Zhang Qing that could still move. It would be safer to have a prisoner who could not move at all!

Zhang Qing hadn't taken her far when Jia Zheng had already seen the situation here.

Zhang Qing's bloodshot eyes stared at Jia Zheng who was running towards him, with desperate madness surging in his eyes.

He knew what would happen to him if he was captured.

And Chen Zhaoyue is now his only hostage, he must not let her go!

"Go to hell!" Zhang Qing suddenly roared, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against each other.

He used up his last bit of strength and grabbed Chen Zhaoyue with his still movable right hand.

Chen Zhaoyue was prepared and took a half step back briskly.

Just as the silver needle on her fingertip was about to strike...

Bang!

A dark shadow suddenly passed by Shen Zhaoyue.

Wen Yanxi flew out and kicked Zhang Qing hard in the chest!

Snap! —

The teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking can be clearly heard.

Zhang Qing flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and his back hit a tree trunk about one meter away.

Then it slid to the ground like a torn sack, stirring up a cloud of dust.

It’s so miserable!

Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help but close his eyes. Just hearing the crisp sound of the broken bones made his teeth ache.

"Don't be afraid!"

A deep and powerful voice sounded in his ears. Chen Zhaoyue opened his eyes suddenly and saw Wen Yanxi's tall figure blocking his way like a mountain.

The sunlight gilded his tall and straight features, and even the fluttering corners of his clothes exuded a reassuring power.

"Uncle, you're here!" Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if filled with tiny starlight, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised: "I knew you would come!"

Wen Yanxi's stern face suddenly tensed when he saw the bloodstain on her neck.

He raised his hand to touch the scar, but stopped mid-air, his bony fingers trembling slightly. "Does it hurt?"

Shen Zhaoyue shook her head, her hair swaying slightly with the movement.

She suddenly stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Wen Yanxi's ear like a cunning little fox: "Are you worried about me, uncle?"

Warm breath with a sweet herbal scent brushed past his sensitive ears like feathers.

Wen Yanxi's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and the fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly.

Before he could speak, Chen Zhaoyue continued proudly: "I'm really good. If it wasn't so sudden just now, I wouldn't have been caught by him!"

She wrinkled her small nose, her eyes gleaming with intelligence: "But there were too many people there, luckily he caught me, otherwise it would have been quite troublesome!"

…

These words were spoken lightly, but Wen Yanxi's eyes suddenly darkened.

He recalled the moment when he saw her heart almost stopped beating when the knife was pressed against her neck.

His slender fingers suddenly lifted up and gently touched the tiny scar on her neck. His voice was low and hoarse: "Don't let it happen again."

Chen Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, then her eyebrows curved into crescents: "I know!"

As she spoke, she fumbled in her bag and pulled out a small medicine bottle containing a homemade ointment that exuded a faint herbal fragrance.

Wen Yanxi was about to reach out to take it, but before his fingertips even touched the bottle, he was interrupted by Jia Zheng's loud voice: "Captain! What should we do with this person?"

He pointed at Zhang Qing, who was lying limp on the ground and glaring at him with resentful eyes.

"I pierced the acupuncture points on his hands and feet, so he can't move!" Upon hearing this, Chen Zhaoyue raised his chin proudly, like a proud little peacock: "Uncle, go quickly!"

She winked at Wen Yanxi, indicating that she could handle it.

"Run, why don't you run anymore?" On the other side, Jia Zheng kicked Zhang Qing angrily.

This damn enemy spy actually dared to kidnap Chen Zhaoyue. If anything happened to her, how would he explain to the regiment commander?

Zhang Qing lay on the ground like a dead dog, his limbs unable to move due to the blocked blood vessels. He could only stare at Jia Zheng fiercely with bloodshot eyes, and the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth left dark red marks in the dust.

Wen Yanxi's gaze swept over the bleeding wound on Chen Zhaoyue's neck again, and the gloom in his eyes deepened a little.

He turned and walked towards Zhang Qing, and every step seemed to step on Zhang Qing's nerves.

The kick he received not long ago still left him with lingering fears.

Seeing him coming over, Chen Zhaoyue skillfully dipped the ointment and gently applied it to the wound on her neck.

She mixed spiritual spring water into the ointment, and the cool touch instantly relieved the burning pain.

After applying the medicine, she deftly took out the bandage and carefully wrapped it around her neck several times.

The wound is actually not serious, but the effect of the spiritual spring water is too good. If it is not covered, the rapid healing will inevitably arouse suspicion.

"Captain...Captain..." Seeing Wen Yanxi coming over, Jia Zheng wisely took a half step back.

This aura is really terrifying!

Wen Yanxi ignored him, squatted down in front of Zhang Qing, and grabbed his collar.

The veins on the bony hands bulged as they lifted Zhang Qing up and pressed him heavily against the tree trunk.

"You...you want...ah!" Before Zhang Qing could finish his words, he was punched hard in the abdomen.

The severe pain made him hunch over like a shrimp, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted.

Jia Zheng quietly took two steps back and was shocked when he saw Zhang Qing curled up in a ball after being beaten.

So scary!

Wen Yanxi is like an angry lion at this moment!

However, this old enemy spy is really courting his own death. Why did he capture the person that their leader loves the most?

Wen Yanxi punched Zhang Qing in the abdomen several times in succession, but he still couldn't calm down his anger.

Each blow was accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, which made Zhang Qing spit out acid and unable to even scream.

Bang--

He then threw another punch, directly at Zhang Qing's face.

The crisp sound of the broken nose bridge could be clearly heard, and blood gushed out immediately.

Jia Zheng subconsciously closed his eyes and felt a dull pain in his nose.

He secretly glanced at the captain's gloomy face and took another half step back.

Chen Zhaoyue had just finished applying the medicine when he saw this scene and couldn't help but touch his nose.

This was the first time she had seen Wen Yanxi so violent.

Bang—bang—

Wen Yanxi punched him a few more times, and Zhang Qing's disguised face was completely distorted.

The carefully fitted mask was torn off by the heavy blow, revealing the bruised and swollen true face underneath.

The distorted facial features and the broken skin intertwined together made him look particularly hideous and terrifying in the morning light, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Chen Zhaoyue took a deep breath. Such a tragic scene would probably give him nightmares if he just looked at it.

This can't go on!

Zhang Qing's limbs were already paralyzed due to the silver needles sealing his blood vessels. Now he was hit hard again, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

The blood foam that kept oozing out of the corners of his mouth mixed with the peeling fake skin, and there was a bloody patch of dirt on the ground.

If this continues, I'm afraid he will die before he can be brought back to the army for interrogation.

Seeing this, Shen Zhaoyue hurried over.

"Yanxi!" Chen Zhaoyue grabbed his arm with bulging veins, and it felt scorching hot to the touch.

She could feel the muscles under her palms still trembling with anger: "Stop hitting me! Someone's going to die if you keep hitting me!"

Wen Yanxi's fist was suspended in the air, with blood stains on his knuckles.

When he turned to look at Chen Zhaoyue, the violence in his eyes had not completely faded, but when he met her worried gaze, he finally slowly loosened his fist.

"Take him back." His voice was hoarse. "Don't let him die."

Seeing that the person was persuaded to come down, Jia Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to see if the person was dead.

Wen Yanxi stared at Chen Zhaoyue, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, complex emotions surging in his eyes, and he looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Only then did he realize that he was worried.

Would he scare her by being so violent just now?

"Let me see if your hand is hurt?" Chen Zhaoyue took out a handkerchief from her bag as if nothing had happened.

She naturally grabbed Wen Yanxi's hand and wiped the blood off his hand with a wet handkerchief.

Wen Yanxi's hands were big, with distinct joints, but at this moment he was like a child who had done something wrong, allowing her to carefully wipe the blood off them.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin broken." When Chen Zhaoyue lowered her head to check, her eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes: "Uncle, be careful next time you hit someone!"

"Yeah!" Wen Yanxi responded softly, with a rare gentleness in his voice.

Sensing his nervousness at the moment, Shen Zhaoyue suddenly raised her head: "But..."

She stared into Wen Yanxi's eyes, winked slyly and said, "Uncle looks quite handsome when he hits people."

Wen Yanxi was obviously stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed across his cold face.

Then, the tight, knife-like jawline softened unconsciously, and even the coldness in his eyes melted a little.

"Captain...Captain!" Sun Xingxing ran over breathlessly, dragging the big, burly Shadan who was tied up like a dumpling.

Seeing Chen Zhaoyue standing beside Wen Yanxi safe and sound, he finally felt relieved.

"Doctor Shen..." Sun Xingxing's eyes lit up and she looked at Shen Zhaoyue excitedly, just about to ask her how she escaped from the enemy spies.

Before he could finish his words, he met Wen Yanxi's cold gaze, which scared him so much that he shuddered and swallowed his words back.

Sun Xingxing shrank his neck and wondered in his heart: The enemy spy has been captured, why is the regiment commander still so scary?

…

"Oh my god, what a sin!" The villagers also followed after them.

The village chief ran in front, cursing as he ran: "That damn old Zhang actually gave the young doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone saw Chen Zhaoyue standing next to Wen Yanxi.

The village chief staggered and almost fell, but was caught by the old man behind him.

"Little doctor, I'm so glad you're okay!" The village chief patted his chest and gasped, his eyes red.

Fortunately, the young doctor has helped their village so much. If something happened in the village, he would be really guilty.

An old man dropped his pipe on the ground because he was so excited, but he didn't bother to pick it up.

His gray beard trembled with excitement: "God bless us, God bless us!"

A few half-grown children squeezed out from the crowd, with tear marks on their dirty little faces, and they were all staring at Shen Zhaoyue.

If Wen Yanxi hadn't been standing in front with a gloomy face, these children would have swarmed over.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'm fine." Shen Zhaoyue poked her head out from behind him and smiled at the villagers who cared about her.

Although she had just experienced a hijacking, her face was now rosy and she did not look frightened at all.

"That's good, that's good." The village chief nodded repeatedly, completely relieved.

In the crowd, several young men hesitated and moved forward, their eyes constantly glancing at Chen Zhaoyue, clearly wanting to approach and talk to her.

One of the sturdy young men had already taken half a step forward with a red face.

Wen Yanxi's eyes darkened, and he took a half step back calmly, his arm naturally wrapping around Chen Zhaoyue's shoulders.

This possessive action made the young men freeze in place.

The young men widened their eyes and stared at the big, bony hand on Shen Zhaoyue's shoulder.

What made them even more heartbroken was that instead of pushing him away, Chen Zhaoyue tilted her head and smiled at Wen Yanxi with her eyes curved.

The morning light cast a soft glow on her delicate profile, so beautiful that one can't take their eyes off it.

"It's over, it's over!" A young man in a blue shirt beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Wang Dazhi really got away with it!"

The tall, skinny guy next to him slapped his thigh in frustration: "If I had known earlier, I would have gone to deliver food to the young doctor every day! The pickled cabbage my mother makes is much more delicious than Wang Dazhi's!"

"You're a bunch of idiots!" the black-faced young man with a turban spat. "They've obviously been a couple for a long time!"

The young people suddenly felt as if they had lost their parents.

After confirming that Chen Zhaoyue was fine, the village chief looked around and asked in confusion: "Where did Old Zhang go? I have to ask, why did he arrest the young doctor?"

"Here they are!" Jia Zheng picked up the battered Zhang Qing and threw him forward like a torn sack. "He and Shadan are both disguised enemy spies, lurking in the village!"

Zhang Qing had been knocked unconscious and tied up with ropes. The silver needles Chen Zhaoyue had inserted into him were still there, so she was not worried at all that he could still escape.

Now that the enemy spy has been caught, there is no need to hide it anymore. By the way, it can also make the villagers of Kangzhuang Village more vigilant to prevent more enemy spies from hiding in.

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like cold water splashing into a hot oil pan, and the villagers were instantly in an uproar.

"What? Enemy spies?!" An aunt took two steps back in shock, looking over in disbelief: "How could there be enemy spies in our village?"

"Is there something wrong?" An old man's pipe slammed to the ground, but he didn't bother to pick it up.

He stared and said, "Old Zhang has lived in our village for more than ten years!"

When the children saw Zhang Qing being thrown out, they were frightened and quickly hid behind the adults. Some of the timid ones were scared and cried.

A few young men full of vigor rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward, their fists clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound.

"Damn enemy spies! How dare you hurt our young doctor!"

"Kill this bastard!"

"Hang him at the entrance of the village as a warning to all!"

Angry roars rang out one after another, and the instigated villagers walked towards the unconscious Zhang Qing.

Seeing this, Jia Zheng quickly opened his arms to stop everyone: "Everyone calm down! This man has fainted. If we continue fighting, someone will die!"

Shadan could still withstand a beating, but it was obvious that Zhang Qing, who had taken Shen Zhaoyue hostage, was more hostile.

Sun Xingxing also hurried forward to help stop the people, while loudly explaining: "Fellow villagers, this person must be taken back for interrogation to find out their accomplices!"

Wen Yanxi glanced coldly at the agitated crowd and said in a deep voice, "If any strangers enter the village in the near future, please be vigilant."

His aura was so strong that he instantly quieted the noisy scene.

After seeing this, the village chief understood that these three people were not from their village at all. They were obviously comrades from the army stationed nearby!

"Of course!" The village chief nodded hurriedly, his face filled with awe. "Comrade, rest assured. We at Kangzhuang Village will fully cooperate!"

He turned and shouted to the villagers, "Did you hear that? From now on, if a stranger comes to your house, be wary!"

The villagers suddenly realized what was going on. The young men who had excitedly rolled up their sleeves just now scratched their heads embarrassedly and stepped aside.

An auntie suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "Oh my god, why do you comrades look so energetic?"

She dragged her husband home and said, "Go back and get the bacon hidden in the cellar to feed the comrades!"

Wen Yanxi frowned unconsciously upon seeing this, and a look of helplessness flashed across his stern face: "No need to bother."

He raised his hand to stop them, but before he could finish his words, the enthusiastic villagers swarmed over him.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

"This little gift must be accepted!"

"If it weren't for you, our village would be in trouble!"

Amidst the cacophony of thanks, all kinds of local specialties came flooding in.

The gifts that Chen Zhaoyue had politely declined before, he now stuffed them all into the three people's hands.

"Fellow villagers, there's really no need..." Wen Yanxi tried to refuse.

But he was interrupted by the village chief: "Comrade, this is all from our heart!"

The villagers stubbornly pushed it forward, but were pushed back by Wen Yanxi and the other two, going back and forth.

Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help laughing as he watched the usually decisive Captain Wen being "besieged" by a group of simple villagers. This scene was truly rare to see.

"No, no, we still have to take the enemy spies back for interrogation!" Jia Zheng hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, explaining loudly.

He winked at Sun Xingxing, who immediately understood. The two of them each stopped an enemy spy and squeezed towards the jeep at the village entrance.

The car was hidden in advance when we arrived.

After finally getting rid of the enthusiastic villagers, Jia Zheng and Sun Xingxing stuffed the two enemy spies into the car like throwing sacks, and then got into the car quickly.