After she came out, she looked at the person standing quietly at the door and said, "Take the important things with you, such as your ID card. You don't need to take anything else. Follow me, and you won't lack anything."

Zhang Yuan nodded, covered the wound on his shoulder with one hand, slowly moved his feet, and went up to the attic to get something.

After waiting for ten minutes, he came out with only a small cloth bag in his hand. The two of them locked the door and walked straight outside.

At this time, the sky was already getting light. As they walked, Zhang Yuan finally asked, "Boss, I don't know your name yet?"

"My name is Lian Xiaomin, nicknamed Robin. You can call me Boss from now on."

Zhang Yuan was stunned: "You are Robin!... I should have thought of it earlier. I heard Pan Bingkun and his subordinate A Zhao say that he lost the last boxing match in the city tonight to a female boxer named Robin, so he did not take over Tornado's territory and sent me to assassinate him..."

"…But I don't understand all of Cantonese. I don't understand the ins and outs. I only know the general idea."

Lian Xiaomin thought that Pan Bingkun had a lot of smoke bombs and even asked Uncle Shan to take people to get rid of Tornado.

In fact, he had a backup plan, namely Zhang Yuan, a hidden flying knife master, who could be used to deal with Brother Long.

Let’s see which is faster, the knife or the wind-like agility!

She reached out and supported Zhang Yuan's arm, asking them to walk faster, otherwise they would not get home until dawn.

"By the way, how old is your little brother? Where is he? How is his illness?"

"My brother's name is Zhang Mai, the same as in wheat. He is nine years younger than me. He is fifteen this year and just graduated from junior high school. He is a good kid."

"...If it weren't for my father's involvement, my brother and I wouldn't have taken this path..."