The blade, gleaming coldly, was about to pierce Tang Xingmi's back.
At this critical moment, Fu Xiaohan pushed her away in time.
"Be careful, Mimi!"
He didn't have time to dodge and grabbed the blade that was coming at him.
The sharp blade sliced open the skin of his palm.
In an instant, bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers.
Tang Xingmi turned around and saw that Fu Xiaohan was injured. Her breath caught in her throat and her pupils contracted!
"court death!"
Fu Xiaohan frowned, a chilling voice escaping his throat, and kicked the other person away.
It landed right on the stone steps opposite.
The assassin was thrown into a terrible position, utterly helpless, lying on the ground in excruciating pain.
Clang—
The blood-stained dagger slipped from Fu Xiaohan's hand and fell to the ground with a piercing sound.
Tang Xingmi rushed to his side and saw his blood-soaked palms, a shocking sight.
Seeing this made her heart clench with pain.
Tang Xingmi's eyes were brimming with tears, her voice choked with sobs, her eyes filled with heartache and worry, "Xiao Han, your hand!"
She quickly took out a handkerchief from her bag and bandaged his wound to stop the bleeding.
"It's okay, sweetie."
Despite the pain in his hand, Fu Xiaohan faced Tang Xingmi with a gentle expression, tenderly comforting her.
They're bleeding!
How could nothing be wrong!
He just didn't want to worry himself.
As Tang Xingmi bandaged his wounds, large tears fell from her eyes and landed on the back of her hand.
It's all my fault!
It's all my fault for being useless! I caused Xiao Han to get injured!
Tears of heartache, mixed with tears of self-blame, welled up in her eyes.
When Fu Xiaohan saw that his obedient friend was crying, he panicked.
Seeing her cry felt like a death sentence to him.
"Okay, sweetie, I'm really fine. Don't cry, okay? It breaks my heart when you cry."
Fu Xiaohan bent down and gently wiped away her tears with his clean hand.
After Tang Xingmi quickly bandaged Xiao Han's hand, she couldn't control herself and tears streamed down her face as she saw the injury.
Fu Xiaohan pulled her into his arms and continued to comfort her.
"I'm really fine."
This injury is nothing to Fu Xiaohan.
But for Tang Xingmi, it was a serious matter.
This is extremely serious!
He was injured while saving her; otherwise, with Xiao Han's skills, he wouldn't have been hurt at all, and no one could have harmed him.
Tang Xingmi blamed herself for all the mistakes.
More than twenty assassins fell, all lying on the ground in agony.
The lead assassin glared at Tang Xingmi, surprised that the man beside this woman was so skilled!
Even his most skilled assassins, whom he had carefully selected, were almost instantly killed by him.
His master ordered him to kill the woman.
It was not said that the man was to be killed.
He didn't complete his mission today, and even if he went back, he would still face certain death.
no!
That woman must die today!
Otherwise, they will die!
He can't die. If he dies, what will happen to his wife and children?
The child is still young and cannot be without a father.
Their owner will not let them off the hook either.
Thinking of this, the leader of the assassins struggled to his feet.
He picked up the stick from the ground and started hitting Tang Xingmi.
When Song Zhirang arrived at the scene with a group of people, he saw someone trying to kill the proprietress.
He reacted quickly and resolved the issue as fast as he could.
Before the assassin could react, his arm was dislocated.
His hands were completely useless, and he collapsed to the ground.
Fu Xiaohan's men subdued all the assassins and awaited Fu Xiaohan's judgment.
Song Zhirang approached Fu Xiaohan and asked, "President Fu, what should we do with these people?"
Fu Xiaohan said coldly, "Take him to the Netherworld Garden."
"yes."
Song Zhirang then ordered his men to take the twenty-odd assassins away.
He stayed behind and saw that the boss's hand was injured.
He asked with concern, "Mr. Fu, your hand?"
"It's alright." Fu Xiaohan coldly ordered, "You drive back to the manor."
Before Song Zhirang could reply.
Tang Xingmi said, "Let's go to the hospital first."
She simply bandaged it up without disinfecting it and went home like that. But she wasn't comfortable with that, so she decided to go to the hospital for a proper check-up.
Song Zhirang glanced at his boss, then at his boss's wife.
Whose orders should he listen to?
He dared not offend anyone, nor dared to disobey anyone.
Seeing that Guagua was worried, Fu Xiaohan had no choice but to listen to his wife.
"Let's go to the hospital first."
"yes."
It seems I still have to listen to the boss's wife.
Fu Xiaohan and Tang Xingmi sat down, and Song Zhirang started the car and drove towards the hospital.
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Yang Xueping and the other two were dragged into the Netherworld Garden by Leng Ye and Wen Yan.
As soon as the three of them stepped into the Netherworld Garden, they heard the howling of wolves.
The surroundings were swallowed by darkness.
This made the empty space seem even more terrifying.
Liu Zixuan was so frightened that he felt a chill run down his spine.
His legs never straightened; if Leng Ye hadn't grabbed his collar, he would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
Yang Xueping and Liu Hui looked around in fear and unease.
This place is so creepy, it's terrifying.
If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd entered the underworld.
Leng Ye whispered in their ears, "Come on, there's something good waiting for you."
"I hope you will like it."
Wen Yan's smile was frightening.
All three felt a chill run down their spines, sensing that something terrible was about to happen.
Without waiting to think.
The three were then dragged to their destination.
They saw a dense array of iron nails, each over ten meters long, laid out in front of them.
On the left are nine wolves, each three or four meters long, all with sharp fangs and bloodthirsty eyes howling!
On the right is dirty, leftover food dug out of a stinking ditch, which smells terrible.
Yang Xueping and the other two covered their mouths, their stomachs churning.
Even from a distance, the smell is so strong it makes you want to vomit.
Leng Ye said to the three of them, "Choose."
Liu Zixuan trembled with fear. "Choose...choose what?"
“If you don’t want to feed the wolves or walk on iron nails, then finish those three buckets,” Wen Yan said coldly.
What!
Eat, eat, eat that disgusting stuff!
Leng Ye said, "I'll give you three seconds to think it over. If you don't eat, you die right now! Three, two,..."
The three of them were sweating profusely; none of them wanted to die.
To survive, they came to the spoiled rice.
Being so close, Yang Xueping couldn't help but vomit.
Liu Zixuan and Liu Huixun felt dizzy and almost fell over.
Leng Ye glared at the three of them, gritting his teeth and saying hatefully, "How did you treat our young mistress before? Today we'll give you a proper welcome!"
Wen Yan beckoned over three men in black.
Hold them down firmly.
Leng Ye roared, "Eat! You have to eat it whether you like it or not!"
The three men trembled from the shout, their faces turning deathly pale.
Unable to struggle, he could only painstakingly use his hands to rummage through the contents of the wooden bucket and put them into his mouth.
"vomit--"
As soon as it was put in, it all came out.
"No spitting! If you spit even once, we'll add another bucket!"
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