After hearing Yi Xiaochuan's words, Xu Damao also breathed a sigh of relief.

He still trusts Yi Xiaochuan quite a lot.

After all, he is the son of his old lover.

Since I don’t have a son, I might as well let him be my godson and take care of me in my old age.

"Xiaochuan, uncle has messed up this time. I'm going to go to Xiaorizi to avoid the limelight. You come with me."

After hearing what Xu Damao said, Yi Xiaochuan began to hesitate.

Xu Damao didn't think much about it.

He immediately opened the safe, took out the handbag and stuffed money into it while saying:

"When we get through the good old days, I'll find you a marriage partner. When you have a chance, write to your mother and tell her that you are doing well. When this incident has passed, maybe we can come back again."

Yi Xiaochuan helped Xu Damao numbly.

Looking at those bundles of banknotes.

Yi Xiaochuan's expression also became uncertain.

After packing the money, the two waited until dark before carefully going downstairs.

"Xiaochuan, go drive my motorcycle. Let's go meet up with your uncle Dake."

Xu Damao was giving instructions to Yi Xiaochuan.

Then a loud shout was heard.

"Xu Damao!!!"

Xu Damao subconsciously looked back.

Then a disheveled man rushed out from somewhere, stabbing at him with a knife in his hand.

Xu Damao was so horrified that he even forgot to hide for a moment.

When he felt a sharp pain, he realized that he had been stabbed.

"ah!!!"

Xu Damao pushed the man away in pain, then covered his wound and struggled backwards.

Feeling the warmth and wetness on his hands, Xu Damao couldn't help but look at his palms.

Blood!

I'm bleeding!

And there was a lot of blood!