mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 557 Die Without Regrets

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Su Yuzhuo suddenly turned his head, looked at Xiao Feng, showing a sad smile, and then stretched out his long knife flatly, blocking the opponent's rushing footsteps.

She knew what Xiao Feng wanted to do, but she was unwilling to accept that result.

Seeing Xiao Feng running towards him, Su Yuzhuo couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

It is because seeing him care about his own satisfaction.

Because of the reluctance to never see him again.

There are also many regrets and unwillingness not to be able to do with him.

All kinds of emotions rushed in, Su Yuzhuo opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that it might be better not to say anything.

In the past, she tried her best to let Xiao Feng remember herself for the rest of her life.

But at the moment of life and death, I hope that it is better for him to forget himself.

The dead are already dead, why bother to embarrass the living?

However, at this critical moment, a howl that almost did not belong to humans sounded behind him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

At the moment when the howling appeared, Fujiwara Keimei rushed out at an incredible speed, and he was the first to come first, approaching Uesugi Yumi's cane.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... Bang!"

The rotating cane was deflected from the direction by Keimei Fujiwara forcibly, until Keiaki Fujiwara fell to the ground, and the cane was also pressed under his body.

"Uncle Fujiwara!" Su Yuzhuo shouted, and ran to Fujiwara Jingming at the fastest speed.

"Don't touch him!" Sun Shijie shouted loudly.

Having practiced medicine for most of his life, although he did not know why Fujiwara Keiaki could burst out at such an unexpected speed in an instant, what is certain is that Fujiwara Keiaki is no longer alive.

Although Zhao Guoan boasted before, claiming that even if he was beaten to the last breath, he could bring people back from life and death, but there was a prerequisite: he would not commit suicide.

Fujiwara Keiaki had been severely injured by black people before, and at this time he tried his best to stop Yumi Uesugi's cane, which is really a model of death.

And Su Yuzhuo obviously realized the importance of this, she herself didn't even have the confidence to catch Uesugi Yumi's walking stick alive, let alone Fujiwara Keimaki who was in worse condition than herself.

"In the early years, I heard people say that you escaped your life at the hands of Satono. At that time, I only thought that someone was deliberately exaggerating, but now it seems that this possibility is really not impossible." Yumi Uesugi said indifferently .

There was a hint of understanding in Xiao Feng's eyes, and he also felt incomprehensible to Fujiwara Keiaki's previous speed that was beyond his own cognition, even impossible.

But hearing what Uesugi Yumi said, Xiao Feng felt that it was very likely that Fujiwara Jingming had launched some kind of life-saving stunt, but it was not his own life that was saved at this time, but Su Yuzhuo's.

This kind of thing seems incredible at first glance, like a folk artist who can bend steel bars with his head, or break boulders with his chest.

In the eyes of a layman, it is amazing, but in the eyes of an insider who knows the methods and skills of a clock, there is nothing to make a fuss about.

Of course, for Fujiwara Keiaki to explode at such a speed, the price he paid must have been extremely high, otherwise he wouldn't have been seriously injured by the black man.

In short, this is a method that will never be used until the time of death.

Xiao Feng even suspected that the reason why Fujiwara Keiming was so far behind Uesugi Yumi was because he had used this extremely expensive escape stunt in the early years.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Fujiwara Jingming, whose face was on the ground, coughed violently, and his chest jumped up and down with the cough, looking like a caterpillar standing still.

"Uncle Fujiwara!" Su Yuzhuo shouted again, intending to turn Fujiwara Jingming's body upside down, but when he thought of Sun Shijie's shout just now, he stopped his movements immediately, his expression extremely anxious, and he was at a loss for the first time.

Seeing the black blood coughed up by Jingming Fujiwara, Su Yuzhuo turned his gaze to Sun Shijie and begged, "Uncle Sun, please..."

Before he could speak, Sun Shijie shook his head and sighed, "It's useless."

Although his eyesight was somewhat weak due to his age, Sun Shijie could still see clearly that Fujiwara Jingming coughed up the blood clots, which were fragments of ruptured internal organs.

In this case, even if the patriarch goes down to earth, I'm afraid there will be nothing but helplessness.

"Little... sister, I, I, I... die without... no regrets."

Fujiwara Jingming said intermittently, without pausing once, all accompanied by gushing black blood, and at the end, he closed his eyes and died of breath.

In fact, Fujiwara Keiaki knew very well that once he used the stunt that he relied on to save his life, even if he couldn't stop Uesugi Yumi's cane, it would be a hopeless end for survival.

But as he said, he has no regrets if he sacrificed himself to keep his young lady.

Su Yuzhuo stood up slowly, turned around, and faced Uesugi Yumi, there were no tears on her fair cheeks, and there was not even much anger in her eyes, only a kind of determination.

Fujiwara Keiaki, he must not die in vain!
"boom!"

With a kick, without any further words, Su Yuzhuo jumped out. The cold light from the long knife seemed to split a gap in the night sky, and rushed over in a desperate way.

The reason why it is said to be desperate is because with her current physical condition, head-to-head is definitely not the best way to play.

But Su Yuzhuo couldn't find a more suitable way to avenge Fujiwara Jingming other than head-to-head.

Before Uncle Fujiwara is far away, let's end all this as soon as possible.

What Su Yuzhuo didn't expect was that Xiao Feng's speed was actually faster than his own, and he had jumped to Uesugi Yumi's side first, his dagger was like lightning, slashing and stabbing frantically.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Uesugi Yumi snorted coldly, pulling out the ribs around her waist for the first time.

"Lang lang lang!"

The dagger was unsheathed, and there was a piercing buzzing sound, as if excited, finally able to taste the taste of blood again.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

For a while, the sound of weapons colliding sounded one after another, and the sparks splashed almost non-stop. From a distance, it looked like a child was waving a firework stick.

Yumi Uesugi was one against four, and he didn't lose the slightest bit of disadvantage, showing the legendary demeanor of a generation.

Xiao Feng gripped the dagger again, feeling the pain in his arm muscles became more and more unbearable, and couldn't help but start cursing in his heart.

Oh shit!

After all, the situation is too bad.

Also, when will Lin Zhiyan come?

If you don't come, you will be overturned if you don't guarantee it.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and everyone in the yard was inexplicably nervous, secretly guessing whether it was an enemy or a friend?
Needless to say, the enemy's words, if the car overturned, it must have escaped.

And if it's reinforcements...

"Hold on, I'm coming!"

A crisp shout came, and Xiao Feng and the others were shocked. It was Lin Zhiyan's voice.

And the distance to listen to the sound is at most about a hundred meters.

However, it is not time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Zhiyan came back, but whether she brought reinforcements or not is still unknown.

(End of this chapter)