Xiao Wujie took the phone and opened the chat interface with Chu Liyue.
A video call invitation.
A text message: Sister, when are you coming back?
There was no reply.
Xiao Wujie stared at the chat interface, his eyes filled with an intense, unyielding longing.
I hope everything goes well for my sister.
“There is a beautiful woman, whom I cannot forget once I have seen her. If I do not see her for a day, I am driven mad with longing.” Lu Zhufeng’s casual voice suddenly rang out.
Xiao Wujie was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice him coming in.
He looked like he had just taken a shower; his hair was slightly damp, the sleeves of his black shirt were half-rolled up, and as always, he couldn't stop smacking his lips.
"Tsk tsk, only two days and he's already turned into a wife-waiting stone by my good master."
"It's lucky that it was me who came in. If it had been an assassin, Miss Chu might not even have made it to your grave to mourn."
Xiao Wujie raised a cold brow and said indifferently, "If you don't want Sister Man to be a widow for you, I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words."
Lu Zhufeng grabbed his phone and tossed it aside in annoyance: "That flower won't bloom until tomorrow at the earliest."
"Miss Chu and the others went into that godforsaken place with no signal. What's the point of staring at this thing?"
Xiao Wujie lowered his gaze and remained silent.
Seeing that Xiao Wujie looked like his soul had been ripped out, Lu Zhufeng sighed inwardly, then nudged him with his elbow and asked with a wicked raised eyebrow, "Hey, how was my opening poem?"
"You always say I'm uncultured, but now you can recite a good poem, can't you?"
Xiao Wujie's eyes flickered. He grabbed the man's hand, which was still wet from the shower, rubbed it, and nodded: "So wet."
Lu Zhufeng was stunned for a moment, then abruptly shook off his hand and cursed, "You bastard, do you have any sense of decency?"
"You're the most shameless one, always pretending to be the most respectable person!"
"I--"
He paused, and he and Xiao Wujie simultaneously looked up at the window.
Two seconds later, his expression turned serious. He raised his hand and removed the IV drip from Xiao Wujie's hand, instructing Xiao Wujie to press the needle hole so he could remove the various tubes and electromagnets inserted into his body.
Hang in there, tonight is probably going to be tough.
Xiao Wujie leaned back on the headboard, calmly closing his eyes to rest.
After finishing everything, Lu Zhufeng moved a chair over, crossed his arms, and sat by the window, muttering under his breath, "Damn it, every time it's either kicking down the door or climbing through the window, can't they come up with something new?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint, strange noise suddenly came from the ceiling above.
Lu Zhufeng's eyes widened: "Holy crap, no way!"
He kicked the chair away and pounced on Xiao Wujie on the bed, lifting him up in his arms, blanket and all.
With a loud thud, the ceiling directly above the hospital bed collapsed, and amidst the falling debris and fragments, a figure in black descended into the room like a ghost.
But before they could even get their feet on the ground, the enormous fists were already magnifying in their pupils at the speed of light.
"Damn it, who gave you permission to disobey and break into the house by smashing down the roof?"
"He's not much of a killer, but he's a first-rate vandalist. He has absolutely no manners!"
Two screams rang out, and the black-clad figures were thrown backward. The window glass collided with their bodies and shattered instantly. Amidst the shards of glass, their bodies plummeted towards the building.
There were six men in black who entered the room, but in just one encounter, only four remained.
Two men in black lunged at Lu Zhufeng like madmen, while two others pointed their fingers at their waists and their guns at Xiao Wujie, whom Lu Zhufeng had placed on the sofa.
He was wrapped in a thin blanket, weak and haggard, leaning against the sofa. He seemed to have been startled by the loud noise, his brow furrowed in pain, and he coughed softly.
Before the man in black could even pull the trigger, two deafening gunshots rang out from the doorway, and two bullets struck the two men squarely between the eyebrows.
Chu Mingcheng, dressed in a suit, walked briskly into the ward, holding a gun in one hand and Bai Jingxuan's hand in the other.
His cold and stern face was tense. Without saying a word, he picked up Xiao Wujie and carried him on his shoulder.
Bai Jingxuan quickly patted his arm: "Be gentle, baby's sick!"
Chu Mingcheng's lips twitched stiffly, and he adjusted his posture, holding Xiao Wujie in his arms.
In his entire life, he had never hugged anyone other than Bai Jingxuan; neither Chu Nanfeng nor Chu Liyue had received this treatment.
He looked at Lu Zhufeng, who had dealt with the assassins swiftly and decisively, his eyes grave, and said coldly, "Assassins have already poured in, and fighter jets will be coming from the sky. We can't stay in this building anymore."
"I'll protect people, you clear the way."
As they left the room, a group of bodyguards surrounded them. Instead of taking the elevator, they chose to use the emergency staircase.
Bai Jingxuan's gaze fell on Lu Zhufeng's blood-stained fist, and she couldn't help but ask, "Little Lu, why don't you deserve a gun?"
"Going bare-handed like this can easily hurt yourself."
Lu Zhufeng's lips twitched, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Chu Mingcheng, unusually, chimed in, his gaze toward Lu Zhufeng grave: "With his skills, as long as he's not killing from a distance, it doesn't matter whether he has a gun or not."
Someone like Lu Zhufeng, whose physical strength, speed, and reaction speed have been developed to the extreme, could kill even with a piece of paper. A weapon that does not have absolute power would be superfluous in his hand.
As they were talking, a pair of assassins rushed into the corridor, and Lu Zhufeng immediately gave Bai Jingxuan a demonstration of how one man could be worth a million.
The moment the assassins locked their gazes on them, Lu Zhufeng had already grabbed the railing, his tall figure leaping down and landing in the center of the assassins' group.
Before they could react, he swept his body low, and the group of assassins instantly lost their balance, tumbling down the stairs like they were sliding down a slide.
Lu Zhufeng's hands moved like ghosts, reaching into the waists of two assassins and drawing two short blades. He moved with ease among the assassins who were falling downwards, and with a flick of his wrist, the short blades precisely slashed at the assassins' vital points.
With swift strokes, not a single one escaped.
At the crucial moment, he showed no intention of showing off. His face was as taut as a blade, and his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He flipped down again to eliminate any potential assassins who might block his path.
Bai Jingxuan watched this scene, but turned her gaze to Xiao Wujie and chuckled: "Baby, you and Li Yue have a group of very capable and trustworthy friends."
They walked down the corridor, where the assassins Lu Zhufeng had dealt with lay scattered everywhere, their blood pooling on the ground.
When they arrived on the first floor, Lu Zhufeng had already cleared a path. A corridor was filled with the corpses of black-clad assassins, leading directly to the exit.
His resolute face was stained with blood, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura, like an executioner crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It was raining outside, and in a short time, he thoughtfully handed over a black umbrella, though I don't know where he found it.
As they approached the exit, everyone could clearly hear not only the sound of rain but also the sounds of airplane engines outside.
Upon reaching the exit, I looked up along the dripping eaves and, sure enough, saw rows of black fighter jets roaring in from the sky.
Bai Jingxuan held up an umbrella to shield Chu Mingcheng and Xiao Wujie from the wind and rain as the group headed toward the car that the bodyguards had prepared in advance.
Suddenly, black dots fell from the sky.
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