Zhang Fengxia stopped crying, turned her head to look at the bloody Song Wenqing, and thought of the heartbreaking words she heard outside the door. Her heartache disappeared, and she threw herself into Zhao Dafang's arms and wailed.
Jiang Henian squatted down, his eyes were cold, and with a smile on his lips, he took out a deer-head dagger, cut open the clothes on Song Wenqing's injured part, revealing the bloody wound.
The movements were quick and decisive, yet showed no care in doing anything.
Song Wenqing was sweating profusely, gasping in pain, and staring at the dagger with constricted pupils, "Jiang Henian, you, you..."
"Song Zhiqing, don't move. You'll be the one who suffers."
As soon as she finished speaking, she took out the hemostatic cotton and pressed it.
“Ugh—!”
Song Wenqing's whole body twitched, his eyes rolled back, and he screamed even louder than Zhang Fengxia.
Just across the wall.
The two figures looked at each other, turned around and walked to a secluded corner not far away.
Pang Ji put his hands in the sleeves of his cotton coat, frowning tightly, "Did you hear that? Three days, we can't stay here any longer."
"How do you know that what Song Wenqing said is definitely true?" Hou Wenying raised her eyebrows and looked at the yard of the educated youth center.
"I've seen him come back from town time and again to buy things like cotton, thermoses, and coal. I don't know where he got the news from, and besides, people are freezing to death here."
The two men originally saw that Jiang Henian was alone, with He Jinshan not by her side, but only the wolf, and wanted to follow her and wait for an opportunity to capture her, but they didn't expect to hear the news first.
Pang Ji was really fed up with this horrible weather and the barren village. He spoke with unusual impatience, "I can't care less. I'll pack up and leave this afternoon!"
Hou Wenying folded her arms and glared at him coldly for a while, then threw a piece of letter at him.
"The boat is about to capsize. If we go back empty-handed, do you think they will let us go?"
Pangji grabbed the paper and crumpled it hard.
He had already read the content. The "Black Shadow Plan" that had been lurking for more than 20 years had been exposed in the capital. All the traitors had been traced and investigated thoroughly by the military. Even the "Supreme Commander" who was lurking the deepest in the shadows had almost been exposed.
All parties maintained a precarious calm, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out. The commander was furious, and the order on the letter became "If the letter is not retrieved within two days, kill him on the spot."
He Jinshan had no power or influence, but in this broken village, he had never even left Wulin Town, yet he was able to stir up turmoil in the capital city and allow the military, which had been unaware of the situation, to uncover the dark shadow that had already infiltrated the city in just a few months.
Although the letter is the key evidence, this man is the biggest threat.
"Kill him right here, damn! Why the hell didn't you even bother sending me two guns? I'll just shoot him from a distance and be done with it. Then I can get out of this damn place before the blizzard hits!"
Pang Ji's dark eyes narrowed, and he kicked the tree trunk hard as if to vent his anger, shaking off a large piece of snow.
Hou Wenying dodged in disgust, but still shivered from the cold air. "Stop talking nonsense! We'll act tomorrow night. No matter what, we have to kill him before we can leave."
Pang Ji still had a gloomy face, and his palm was pressing on his broken arm.
Ever since he was injured in that brief fight, he has been filled with deep fear. He had no idea of He Jinshan's ability, but he easily broke his arm.
He had received seventeen years of assassination martial arts training, but he didn't expect to be so vulnerable. Was it because his opponent was too terrifying, or was it because he neglected practice and ended up at a disadvantage?
Although he was reluctant to admit it, Pang Ji had a vague sense of foreboding about tomorrow night's action.
"Hello."
He remained silent and was kicked in the shin by Hou Wenying.
Pang Ji groaned and suddenly grabbed Hou Wenying's wrist. "Hou Wenying, didn't you say you wanted to leave and they couldn't stop you? Are you going or not?"
Hou Wenying frowned in pain and struggled hard, but couldn't get free.
She raised the corners of her eyes charmingly and stared coldly at Pang Ji who suddenly went crazy.
"The Black Shadows are about to be destroyed. You are all perverted. The closer you are to death, the more you cannot tolerate disobedience. You are living comfortably in your own country, but you have to leave your homeland and live like a grandson for decades just to invade other countries.
At this critical juncture, if I were to retire, regardless of whether or not I would keep the twenty gold bars as a commission, wouldn't these people be using me as a scapegoat?
Hou Wenying smiled sarcastically and ambiguously, hooked Pang Ji's tense jaw with her backhand, and slid her nails along the man's jawline, breathing sweetly:
"Don't even mention me. Even you, a little traitor who has been trained since childhood, will have the same fate."
Anger rose in Pang Ji's eyes, but before he could attack, Hou Wenying withdrew his hand.
The charming smile on her face disappeared, and her eyebrows and eyes were as cold as snow. "So, if you want to survive, stop talking nonsense."
"If you want to run, you have to finish this job before you can run."
At the educated youth point, Jiang Henian clapped his hands and stood up.
"It's okay, it's just a minor skin injury. It looks creepy, but it's nothing serious. These wound medicines will last for five days."
She glanced at the family sitting, standing, or lying down, all with the same unpleasant expression on their faces, and said tactfully, "Then I'll be leaving first."
Jiang Henian sat astride the wolf's back, twisting the five two-cent coins between his fingertips and chuckling.
The branch secretary was not so angry that he even remembered to ask Zhao Dafang to give him medical expenses.
Jiang Henian rubbed Meiqiu's head and ears, smiling and in a very good mood.
She secretly mixed some of Mimi's special itching powder into the medicine, thinking that Song Zhiqing would be able to enjoy the pleasure of "recovering from his injury" from now on.
When they arrived at Lao Ma Liu's house, Jiang Henian picked up the basket of radishes and cabbages on the wolf's back and placed it next to his stove.
"Master, I've collected all my vegetables and brought you some. Also, the paper bag above contains the slices of red-edged thorn tree tongue I picked earlier. You can use it to make soup. If you use it sparingly, it should last you two or three months."
Old Ma Liu was sitting on the kang wrapped in a quilt. There was a small table in front of him. He was still fiddling with medicinal herbs. A mountain of medicine bags had been piled up beside the kang.
The increasingly plump orange cat also curled its tail and leaned against his legs.
Jiang Henian walked into the room and chatted for a while, then was waved away by him.
"Why are you running out here when you're freezing to death? Didn't you have enough work last night? There's a whole cellar full of food, and we still need you two cabbages, don't we? Come on, come on."
"I'll sit here and kill some time, then go to the team headquarters to pick up He Jinshan."
Jiang Henian smiled and broke off a small piece of corn tortilla on his table, took a bite, and tasted just average.
As an old man living alone, his cooking skills are just passable. If eating herbs can fill his stomach, he would probably rather chew on wood roots and grass directly.
Old Ma Liu gave this inconspicuous disciple a look of disdain, but smiled brightly when she talked about her man. Tsk.
"If you have time, just prepare the medicine on the shelf for me."
Jiang Henian took off his gloves, stood up and walked to the wall, and saw that they were all medicinal herbs for dispelling cold and wind.
He joked, "Master, you got so many cold-relieving medicines, are you planning to sell them wholesale?"
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