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Chapter 62 Street Market Assassination
After singing the show, Zhang Qi said goodbye and went to attend to what happened on the execution ground.Fang Shilin immediately found a reason and invited Duan Yan'an to the tea room to taste tea.

Jiang Ci sat in his original position and waited.

"Miss Jiang?"

She turned her head in response, and followed the man's smile on her face: "Miss Jin... No, it's Mrs. Fu."

"You can call me whatever you want." Jin Ping slightly bent his head to look at her, "I saw that you seldom attend various banquets, how did you meet Young Marshal Duan?"

Jiang Ci stared at her in a daze, and after a long while, he said, "Ah... I've seen her a few times before."

She nodded suddenly.

"I used to think he would like Miss Wu like that..."

Jiang Ci looked at him blankly.

Jin Ping immediately explained: "Because Young Marshal Duan and Ms. Wu grew up together, and both were brought up by Mrs. Duan."

"These, I don't know."

She seemed to suddenly understand what Wu Hanyan said to her earlier.

"You're not in Beidu, so you don't know." Jin Ping thought quickly, "Where do you make all your clothes?"

She almost didn't catch her words.

In the tea room, the two sitting opposite each other had already talked about the time for a stick of incense.

"The first battle has been lost, and more and more regions and forces will declare independence." Duan Yan'an calmly put down the jade cup, and said calmly, "No one knows the final result."

Fang Shilin's eyes gradually brightened. Regardless of defeat or not, until the last moment, he certainly cannot trust or win over those people in the north easily.

"Based on the current situation, Fang has already handed over most of the supervision and management of the building to Ding Yi. If the young commander needs it, he can just find him."

Duan Yan'an nodded in response, they were all well aware of such a security technique.

After a while, he left the tea room.

In front of the stage, Jin Ping has successfully led Jiang Ci away.

The two leaned against the verandah at the back, talking about some irrelevant topics.

"From the northern capital, if you take the official road, you have to walk a lot of mountain roads, and you will also see the majestic long river, and..."

There was a bright light in Jiang Ci's eyes, he only stared at her tireless little mouth, vividly describing everything she had never seen before.

Jin Ping was talking to his heart's content when he suddenly stopped.

"... Young Marshal Duan." She pulled out a very forced smile.

Jiang Ci also turned his head immediately, only to find Duan Yan'an who had already walked to his side.

"Are you finished?"

"Yeah." He looked at Jin Ping again, "Mrs. Fu, let's go first, save what you said for next time."

Jin Ping nodded immediately: "No problem!"

After Jiang Ci walked a certain distance with him, he still turned around and waved goodbye to her.

She immediately waved her hand in response, and muttered to herself, "This Miss Jiang is so simple...it's not what I thought."

The car quickly drove out of Fang's house and entered the bustling market again.

Jiang Ci leaned close to the car window and looked out, the figures coming and going slowly receded as the car moved forward, only the cars that were traveling with them were always in her field of vision.

And the light spot reflected from the car fell on her body, she looked at the dangling light spot, and then looked into the car.

She could vaguely see the figure in the car, he seemed to be facing them, and she narrowed her eyes slightly, only to realize that the reflective mirror was in front of that person.

Jiang Ci frowned slightly, and squinted her eyes again to observe. She didn't realize the source of the reflection until she noticed the movement in the man's hand.

The next moment, the bullet came straight to the car window, she got up and threw the person beside her back, her thin figure covered them under her body.

The bullet that flew through the car window tore the fabric on her shoulder, and along with her blood, pierced through the other car window.

As the gunfire resumed, pedestrians on the street fled in all directions like frightened birds.

"Wanwan!" Duan Yan'an picked up the person who was holding her down, and ordered sharply, "Go to the hospital!"

The already pale person had beads of sweat on her forehead, and the blood flowing from her shoulders stained her moon-white sleeves red.

Duan Yan'an tore open the slit on her shoulder, tore off the fabric from her sleeve, and pressed the wound tightly to stop the bleeding.

"I'll be at the hospital soon." He comforted in a low voice, "... Wanwan must persevere."

Her lips became paler, and the tearing pain in her shoulder made her unable to speak a word.

The car drove fast all the way, and soon drove into the hospital.

Xiang Yang was the first to run into the hospital to find a doctor, and Duan Yan'an was invited out of the ward just as he put him down.

He stood in front of the door numbly, all his emotions were mixed up in his eyes.

"Young commander." Xiang Yang handed him a clean handkerchief.

Only then did Duan Yan'an come back to his senses, turned around and took the handkerchief, and held it tightly in his blood-stained hands.

"Caught it?" he asked coldly.

Xiang Yang immediately reported: "As soon as the gunshot rang out, many officers and soldiers who had been chasing him were attracted, and Gu Zhi had already captured that man."

"Let Gu Zhi take good care of people, and no one can move."

The complex emotions in his eyes were gradually covered by a chill.

"Yes."

Xiang Yang just turned around and retreated, and the door of the ward was opened.

"Although the patient's wound was deep, fortunately he was fine, but the bone on his shoulder was injured, so he needs to recuperate."

After the doctor finished speaking, he retreated.

The chill in Duan Yan'an's eyes gradually dissipated, and he also heaved a sigh of relief.

In the ward, the nurse had applied medicine to her wound and bandaged her wound, but the unbearable pain still made her gradually lose consciousness.

At that time in the supervision building, the people Zhang Qi sent could only return empty-handed.

"What did you say?" Zhang Qi immediately put down the pen in his hand.

"That man went after Young Marshal Duan... He has already captured him, and he refuses to hand him over to us."

He stood up slowly, and walked on by himself: "The ones going towards him...does it have something to do with the group of people at noon?"

"It should be a group of people."

Zhang Qi was even more confused, and raised his hand to rub his temples.

"Why did you go to Duan Yan'an?" He always felt that the matter was getting more and more complicated, "The group at noon obviously had a different purpose..."

Chen Fu asked in a low voice: "Commander, shall we still ask for someone?"

"Forget it." Zhang Qi waved his hand, and sat back in front of the case, "Duan Yan'an won't hand him over, and we can't find a good reason to ask for him."

"Yes."

Just as Chen Fu was about to retreat, he called him back.

"Send a few skilled people to watch Duan Yan'an."

Chen Fu bowed again and took the order to retreat: "Yes."

In the middle of the night, the chaotic day is finally coming to an end.

On the car with only a little light, the person hidden in the dark seemed to be sitting tiredly on the back seat.

"He was arrested by Duan Yan'an." The man in the driver's seat reported to him indifferently.

The man immediately ordered in a low voice: "Find a way to get rid of that man before him."

"Master, when do you plan to confront them?"

There was a lazy laugh.

"Why don't you panic, just play with them again." He changed the subject and said with a meaningful chuckle, "But having said that... Duan Yan'an's woman is really pretty."

The person in the driver's seat looked back at him, and advised him worriedly: "Young master, please remember the commander's warning."

The man then ordered impatiently: "Stop fucking nonsense and drive your car!"

Then the black car was completely hidden in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)