Pang Yi felt guilty, thinking that he had kicked too hard, but He Chengzhi used all his killing moves right from the start. He had no choice. When Pang Yi was about to put down the plum branch and go over to check on He Chengzhi's injuries, he saw He Chengzhi wipe his mouth vigorously, then grab the red plum branch and throw it at him.
"That's enough!" Pang Yi also threw out his plum branch. It got tangled with He Chengzhi's. All of a sudden, the plum blossoms on the branch fell onto the snow, and the petals looked like drops of scarlet blood. Pang Yi really didn't want to hurt He Chengzhi, but He Chengzhi refused to let go. Pang Yi got angry. He shouted at He Chengzhi in a cold voice. "Let go!"
"No let go!" He Chengzhi gritted his teeth, his eyes becoming even more bloodshot and crazy.
Kong Wenjie stood in the corridor, frowning more and more as he watched. He felt that something was wrong with He Chengzhi. He took out the whip from his waist and said to Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya, "Master, Madam, this guy is a little strange, you should go back to your room first."
Zhong Mingwei also noticed something was wrong. He nodded and pulled Meiya back to her room, then heard a sharp male voice behind him. Before Zhong Mingwei could turn around, a bloody plum branch flew past his ear with a whoosh and stuck into the heavy door curtain.
"Damn it!" Kong Wenjie shouted at the same time, and a soft whip suddenly came out, tying He Chengzhi tightly several times. Fang Chengyin loved to use the whip, and under the influence of this, Kong Wenjie now always keeps the whip in his hand, which is more convenient for him than using a sword.
"Mingwei!" Meiya looked at the plum branch that had stuck straight into the door curtain, and then at Zhong Mingwei's bleeding ear. She was so scared that her heart was about to burst out. She hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe Zhong Mingwei's wound, but she was afraid of hurting him, so she didn't dare to wipe it. Her whole body was shaking violently, and then she suddenly shouted to Gu Changlin's courtyard, "Sir! Sir! Come quickly! Mingwei is injured!"
"It's okay," Zhong Mingwei took the handkerchief from Mei Ya's hand and covered his ears. Seeing Pang Yi holding the short knife across He Chengzhi's neck, Zhong Mingwei said coldly, "Pang Yi, leave him alive."
"Yes!" Pang Yi said. At this point, he naturally knew what He Chengzhi was after. Just now, He Chengzhi relied on his ability to not be ruthless and pretended to let go first, and then took advantage of Zhong Mingwei's unpreparedness to swung out the plum branch. Pang Yi's heart didn't beat. Even though Zhong Mingwei's vitals were not injured, Pang Yi was still very scared at this time. His chest was heaving violently. Facing He Chengzhi, whose half head was covered in blood and who had already fainted, he raised his foot and kicked him hard in the face, leaving that thin and handsome face bloody.
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backyard.
The wound on Zhong Mingwei's left ear was not big, but a corner of it was missing. The wound, which was as big as a soybean, was cleaned by Gu Changlin, and the entire ear was wrapped tightly.
"Don't turn over when you sleep at night. If you press on the wound, you will be in pain," Gu Changlin warned Zhong Mingwei unhappily, and frowned as he walked over and kicked Pang Yi who was kneeling on the ground, "How do you choose people? How can you choose an assassin to enter the mansion? Fortunately, Mingwei is going to personally review and screen today. If he had let the guard in directly, I'm afraid none of us would know how we died."
"I have committed a heinous crime. Please punish me, sir!" Pang Yi said in a deep voice while kowtowing. He has been kneeling here since Pang Yi took He Chengzhi to the side room. Although Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya told him that it was not his fault, he still knelt there motionlessly.
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