Beauty Lives Next Door

The light at the entrance of the street is extremely dazzling, at the moment, I was holding onto a blade and cutting down on Weng Xuyuan, but under the light of the lamp, Weng Xuyuan subconsciously blocked his eyes, and in that moment, I seized the opportunity and fiercely slashed down at him.

In the end, he only left a wound on his arm. Seeing that, the group of black-clothed men who were originally frightened by Sun Zhiqiang immediately rushed over, and after Weng Xuyuan was slashed by me, his eyes were filled with unwillingness.

With so many people suddenly rushing over, I did not continue to pester Weng Xuyuan, if not I would become a pile of meat paste in a short amount of time.

In just a short time, the street lights came in from afar and five large trucks stopped. The trucks were full of people and everyone of them agreed to wear white clothes. These clothes were not a suit and were a bit similar to the Taiji suit that the old man wore in the morning training, but it was much more domineering than the Taiji suit.

After the five trucks stopped, nearly a hundred people simultaneously got off. Each of them held a same-color katana in their hands as they stepped on the pool of blood and quickly surrounded the group of men in black.

Afterwards, a small car slowly drove in from the back and stopped in front of us. From the car, a middle-aged man about forty to fifty years old looked at our brothers, then turned and walked towards Weng Xuyuan and the rest of the black-clothed men.

He spoke with a domineering tone, "You people really don't know what's good for you. You really aren't afraid that the police will pursue the matter after such a huge incident happened here today?"

After saying that, he stared at Weng Xuyuan. Weng Xuyuan held onto one of his upper arms, and stood at the side without saying a word. At this time, the biggest leader of the group of black-clothed people was Weng Xuyuan, and Sun Zhiqiang is still in our hands.

Faced with the middle-aged man's questioning, Weng Xuyuan subconsciously took two steps back, and the middle aged man sneered: "A mob, if you guys don't want to fall here today, then don't do anything in the end."

The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, and the entire street was very quiet. Everyone was holding their breath as they listened to him, and to be able to do such a thing that Huo Han's subordinates did not even dare to say a word, they wondered just how strong this person was.

He was the phone number that Xia Yutong gave me. I called after, but when Sun Zhiqiang stood in the crowd and threatened us, I secretly reached into my pocket and used my memories to make this call.

I didn't even have time to say a word, so I had been worried about whether they would find this place, but they did, in the end, and that meant we were almost saved.

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and walked towards me. As he walked, he said, "Go back and tell your Young Master Huo that I'll be taking this person away."

After saying that, he walked in front of me, but didn't tell me anything, he only said a few words to get on the car before getting on, and then I supported my brothers, and together with Sun Zhiqiang, we escorted him away. Sun Zhiqiang tried his best to struggle free, but he didn't come out to save him.

The middle-aged man brought us to a building, and after entering, the brothers were dragged away by the waiting doctors and nurses to treat us. Originally, there was a doctor who saw that Sun Zhiqiang was injured so heavily and wanted to bring him over to treat him as well.

I said to the middle-aged man, "Senior, thank you for saving me. Junior will definitely repay you with my life in the future."

Although Xia Yutong gave me a phone call that I could call if there was anything else I needed, the other party had saved my life. If I took it as a matter of course, then undoubtedly, he would not leave a good impression in their hearts.

The middle-aged man smiled as he looked at me. He sat on an armchair and said, "Young man, there's no need to be so polite. Yu Tong told me about you before, she asked me to help you if I could. I promised you that I would help you on matters concerning Yu Tong."

It was only later that I found out that this person was Xia Yutong's Third Uncle, his father's sworn brother. Furthermore, ever since we left Huo Han's villa that night, Xia Yutong understood that Huo Han would definitely not let me off so easily, so she told her about me in advance. But because Huo Han had not made any movements towards me recently, she did not tell her about my matter.

Until yesterday, when Weng Xuyuan came looking for me, I had relied on my intuition that something was going to happen this time, so he gave me her Third Uncle's phone number. This was just in case, otherwise, I would have already become meat sauce.

After Xia Yutong's Third Uncle finished speaking, he looked at Sun Zhiqiang and asked: "What do you plan to do with this person?"

I can tell that Sun Zhiqiang really wants to skin him alive right now, and use all of the ancient punishment on him to cut off his flesh, until he dies.

Third Uncle Lu also saw my anger towards Sun Zhiqiang. After all, we have so many brothers in Brother Alliance, and if they said they were going to die, they would die. No one came out alive, so no matter what I said, he wouldn't care.

In the end, Third Uncle Lu said calmly: "I know that there are some things that might be more troublesome if you do it, but don't worry, we will take care of them for you."

What Third Uncle Lu said wasn't unreasonable, if I hadn't attacked Sun Zhiqiang on the street back then, it would have been difficult to kill him again.

That's why I happily received Third Uncle Lu's good intentions. Most importantly, Third Uncle Lu only bore the medical expenses of all of our brothers in the end, and helped us deal with the brothers who were left at the scene. Most of them were sent in, so it was possible to save them.

At this moment, looking at such a person who was so nice to me, I started to suspect Xia Yutong's background. Previously, she told me that her father was only a businessman, but looking at the situation now, Xia Yutong's family wasn't just simply doing business, they were even related to the society here.

I have just experienced a battle of life and death, so I am not so afraid of this Third Uncle Lu of unknown origins. After he finished talking about Sun Zhiqiang's matter, he had his men bring Sun Zhiqiang away, so no matter how Sun Zhiqiang begged, it was useless.

After that, I talked about other things with him for a while. His face suddenly became stern and he said worriedly, "Young man, I understand the situation between you and Huo Han. You did the right thing on this matter, but you have to understand, Huo Han is not such a simple person. Just because I am able to save you this time around doesn't mean that I will be able to do so the next time. "

From the looks of it, he did not want me to have anything to do with Huo Han, so he wanted me to use this matter to teach Huo Han a lesson so that he would not oppose me.

He used to scheme against so many of my brothers. Although he did not show his face, everyone knows that this matter is related to him, and that no matter how deep Huo Han's background is, or how powerful his power is, as long as I, Xue Hai, am still alive, I will definitely not let this matter pass! "

After saying that, Third Uncle Lu also looked at me without saying anything, but after waiting for a long time, he sighed and said: "Hey, there aren't many young people nowadays who still have this kind of sense of loyalty towards you, but you have to know that you don't have anything left, so what are you going to use to fight with Huo Han? Even my big brother and I do not dare to easily offend his family's background, and the reason why I was able to rescue you out safely was entirely due to that old fellow, Huo Han, giving me face. Actually, when I came to save you, he had been watching from somewhere nearby the entire time, and was always present, including when you had first entered his trap.