He was wearing suit trousers and a white shirt.

The abdomen is injured and bleeding.

Little Flower

"Host, do you want to get involved?"

Su Yan

"in spite of."

This era was the chaotic period of the Republic of China.

In turbulent times, simply surviving is an extremely difficult thing.

As she was talking to Xiaohua, the person lying on the ground suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Yan's ankle.

"Help, help me!"

A weak voice, a pale face.

Su Yan looked at him for a long while before speaking.

"The wound in your abdomen is not fatal. You were stabbed, and judging from the amount of blood, it is about three centimeters deep."

The fact that you're still alive and able to run this far indicates that your internal organs haven't suffered serious damage.

You just fell because you tripped over a stone.

You can stand up and keep running.

You have enough energy to do this.

The man remained silent.

Xiaohua also fell silent.

Just then, the sound of a car starting up came from behind the man.

Soon, a black car appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Then, a subordinate dressed in a uniform walked up to the car door.

With a click, the car door opened.

A person walked down from above.

Hearing someone call his name

"Young Marshal."

The man was wearing black military boots and a military uniform.

He held his coat in his hand, with two buttons undone at the collar, his posture like a languid lion lying in wait.

Under the moonlight, he walked towards Su Yan at the end of the alley.

Behind him were three subordinates.

This scene was witnessed not only by Su Yan, but also by the people at Su Yan's feet.

The injured man clutched his wound, his cough intensifying.

Su Yan clearly noticed the angry panting.

Until the man in military uniform walked up to me and stopped.

Then he slowly said

"Brother, how did you get hurt?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man lying on the ground roared.

"Yuan Zimi!"

Don't pretend to be compassionate here!

You'd love for me to die!

The man named Yuan Zimi heard these words from the person lying on the ground.

He wasn't angry; his narrow eyes were lowered.

"Brother, you collaborated with others in an attempt to annex the Yuan family. This crime of betrayal alone is enough to kill you a hundred times over."

The fact that my brother is still alive proves that I am compassionate enough.

Yuan Zimi smiled as she uttered the word "compassion".

I never realized before that I was such a kind person.

Xiao Hua immediately said

"Host, Xiaohua has found out that Yuan Zimi has an older brother named Yuan Zixin."

Su Yan stood there without saying a word.

Yuan Zimi moved closer and looked at Yuan Zixin lying on the ground.

She stepped on his wound.

"ah!!"

Yuan Zixin let out a painful sound.

Yuan Zimi's foot stepped on it and rolled back and forth, seemingly to make him feel pain.

After a long while, with his head half-closed, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Brother, don't do things that make people sad anymore."

Even if you do it, it's best if I don't find out.

My brother has always known that I have a short temper.

If something like this happens again, the only thing I can do is cut off a piece of my flesh and hang it in front of you to remind you every day.

Yuan Zixin collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, nearly fainting from the pain.

She no longer had the strength to angrily question Yuan Zimi.

At this moment, Yuan Zimi finally removed her foot.

His hands, with their distinct knuckles, were tucked into his pockets.

He was about to leave.

His gaze shifted and landed on Su Yan.

Narrow eyes and jet-black eyelashes obscured the expression in them.