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nBoth Yang Huaijun and his sister were tied up tightly.

nEspecially Yang Huaijun.

nHer skin was covered in bruises all over, and it was dripping with blood.

nYang Huairou did not know what she had experienced, but she was ruthlessly thrown to the ground.

nEven when she was unconscious.

nHer body was trembling.

nTwo of the men in black looked at the brother and sister underground as if they were looking at dead objects.

n“Who told you to follow the wrong master?”

n“Our young master said that as long as the two of you are obedient, you will do whatever he tells you to do. Not only will you be able to return safely, but you will also be able to improve your abilities to the next level. You might even be able to practice ancient martial arts…” One of them looked at Yang Huaijun who was in a semi-conscious state. His voice was calm. “Why do you think you are doing this? She is just a woman. Even if you protect her with all your might, she might not appreciate your kindness.”

n“You are just happy to give up your life here. Are you not going to care about your sister?”

nYang Huaijun’s eyes were bloodshot. “What have you done to my sister, you b*stard…”

nSlap!

nThe other party slapped Yang Huaijun’s face with a vicious sneer.

n“Didn’t you just become a lackey of the Shang family for a few days? Don’t think that Mr. Shang really cares about you. There are plenty of capable people around him.”

n“With a thing like you, one less isn’t a small amount, but one more is too much…”

n“Believe it or not, if I kill you brother and sister here today, no one will stand up for you!”

nWhat responded to him was a mouthful of blood foam that Yang Huaijun spat out forcefully.

nIf the other party had not dodged quickly…

nHe would have been sprayed all over his face!

nThe other party was furious, but he suddenly thought of something, and his malicious smile fell on Yang Huairou, who was still unconscious on the ground.

nHe grinned at Yang Huaijun.

n“I think this girl’s skin is soft and tender. It will definitely feel good to the touch…”

nThe other lackey laughed loudly when he heard this.

n“Count me in…”

nYang Huaijun was almost going crazy. His body twisted crazily in the ground as he struggled.

nHowever, the knot that the other party tied was too tricky.

nNo matter how hard he tried, it did not loosen but tightened instead!

nThe men looked at Yang Huaijun coldly. One of the men in black bent down and directly tore yang Huairou’s shirt.

n“Bastard, I’ll fight it out with you guys.”

nYang Huaijun didn’t know where he kicked, but with the help of the kick, he turned sideways and crashed into the other party.

nHowever, he was kicked lightly by the other party and was sent flying.

nHe spat out large mouthfuls of blood…

nMeanwhile, the two men in black laughed loudly and extended their hands towards Yang Huairou again…

n“Ah…”

nBang, Bang.

nYang Huaijun’s eyes were originally bloodshot, and he was so angry that his whole body was about to explode.

nIt would be best if he killed the two of them together!

nEven if his little sister followed him…

nAt the very least, he could not allow his little sister to suffer such humiliation!

nBut in the next moment, he watched helplessly as the two people’s hands that landed on Yang Huairou’s body were cut off by a cold light!

nThen, a figure that was like the wind swirled in.

nIn just a few moves, he directly kicked the two people away, and in the end, one of them even gave another kick.

nThe two men in black did not even have time to react before they were knocked over and fainted on the ground.

nThe one who had attacked was Qin Yiyi.

nDu Wuniang’s face had already turned ashen as she raised her knife and cut off the ropes on Yang Huaijun’s hands and feet.

n“Little sister…”

nDu Wuniang was one step faster than him as she hugged her in her arms.

n“I know how to treat her. Let me take a look at her first. You sit there and regulate your breathing.”

nYang Huaijun looked at Du Wuniang in a daze. He watched as she put her coat on his little sister.

nHe watched as she checked Yang Huairou’s pulse.

nTime passed slowly.

nDu Wuniang’s expression became uglier and uglier. It also made the anticipation in Yang Huaijun’s eyes fade bit by bit.

nIn the end, his voice was a little hoarse as he opened his mouth.

n“Little sister… is she not going to make it? Tell me, I… can hold on.”

nDu Wuniang pursed her lips and was about to say something to comfort Yang Huaijun.

nQin Yiyi had already squatted down and raised her hand to press on Yang Huairou’s pulse.

n“What nonsense are you talking about? There’s no one that I can’t cure.”

n“Right, right, right. How could I have forgotten about this? Even the King of Hell wouldn’t dare to accept someone that Miss Qin wants to cure!”

nDu Wuniang’s words were sincere.

nShe had such a serious injury and an old illness that had lasted for so many years.

nMiss Qin said that she would be cured.

nAlthough the little girl from the Yang family in front of her looked a little difficult to treat, it was definitely a piece of cake for Miss Qin!

nQin Yiyi’s heart was a little heavy, but she didn’t show it on her face at all.

n“Bring her to your residence first. I’ll call someone to send something over.”

nDu Wuniang hugged Yang Huairou.

nQin Yiyi glanced at Yang Huaijun and a fierce look flashed across her eyes.

n“How is it? Can you walk?”

n“Yes.”

nAlthough he said that he could, Qin Yiyi still went forward to help him up.

nHowever, Yang Huaijun stopped after taking just one step.

nHe turned around and his eyes that were filled with killing intent and hatred landed on the two men in black who had been knocked unconscious by Qin Yiyi.

n“Miss Qin, these two men…”

n“Ding Yi’s men will be here soon. Don’t worry, I’ve done something to them. They won’t wake up for a while.”

nQin Yiyi looked at him with a serious face.

n“Believe me. I’ll definitely give you and your sister an explanation for this matter!”

n“Right now, your and your sister’s health is the most important.”

n“Leave the aftermath to us.”

nYang Huaijun pursed his lips and nodded heavily.

n“I will listen to Miss Qin.”

nQin Yiyi and Du Wuniang sent him to the car before they turned around and wanted to get into the car as well.

nNot far away, a car was approaching at high speed.

nThen, it came to a sudden stop.

nThe speed was so fast that the car was almost floating.

nQin Yiyi narrowed her eyes and looked over thoughtfully.

nThe car door opened.

nShang Jingheng, who was wearing a black suit and had long legs, got out of the car. His gaze fell on Qin Yiyi, who was not far away from him.

nHis heart, which had been hanging in the air the whole time, fell to the ground.

nHe took a deep breath and tried his best to look calm.

n“How is it? Are you hurt?”

n“I’m not. It’s Yang Huaijun and his sister…”

nQin Yiyi pursed her lips and looked at the two cars that followed closely not far away. She looked at Shang Jingheng.

n“They’re inside. Get someone to interrogate them properly. I have to go back and see Rourou first.”

n“I’ll go with you.”

nShang Jingheng directly followed Qin Yiyi into the car.

nIt would take more than half an hour to get to Du Wuniang’s residence.

nQin Yiyi urged them to drive faster, and it took them less than twenty minutes.

nThere were already family doctors on standby.

nShang Jingheng looked at Yang Huaijun, who was about to follow them closely, and frowned.

n“Yiyi will treat your sister’s illness. If your body can’t take it anymore, are you going to let your sister wake up and send you on your last journey?”

nYang Huaijun,”…”

nIt could not be denied that these words really had an effect.

nHe took a deep breath and nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Shang, Miss Qin.”

nShang Jingheng nodded and turned around to see that Qin Yiyi had already brought Yang Huairou into the temporary operating theater!

nA text message suddenly arrived on his phone.

nHe lowered his head and took a glance. His gaze gradually turned cold.

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