Heiraten - Kapitel 53
"Nineteen, don't be afraid of the Tang Clan, I'm here to pick you up."
He tried his best to appear kind and approachable, but at this moment he was wearing a black patterned mask that covered his eyes and nose, revealing only his dark, jade-like eyes and slightly upturned lips, making him seem exceptionally ill-intentioned.
There was a window behind him, leaving him nowhere to retreat. He wanted to cry but had no tears: "Boss Shenyin, I'm not afraid of the Tang Clan, I'm afraid of you."
Even though this man had once saved her life and gently applied medicine to her wounds, she still felt terrified at this moment.
Tang Shijiu was someone who couldn't hide her feelings on her face, and Shen Yuntan sighed inwardly. A hint of loneliness showed in her eyes hidden behind the black mask.
In fact, he has always been good at hiding his feelings. Although this time he was showing his true feelings, it was more or less for Tang Shijiu's benefit.
Sure enough, Tang Shijiu frowned slightly. She didn't know why, but upon seeing Shen Yin again, she suddenly became indecisive. She always felt that there was a cruel yet familiar feeling about him, which made her want to get closer and explore, but also wanted to keep her at a distance.
Shen Yun was overjoyed and reached out to pull her. In truth, if he wanted to use force, he could have simply carried Tang Shijiu away. However, not wanting to frighten her, he decided to test her slowly. A single expression or glance from Tang Shijiu could easily crack the fortress-like resolve in his mind.
Just as his hand was about to touch her, the soft sword was delivered again!
Blood continued to seep from Tang Yu's mouth: "Shen Yin, you haven't killed me yet!" Her voice unexpectedly sharpened, piercing the sky, carrying a resolute determination to die.
Shen Yuntan gently dodged, already feeling a sense of admiration. Judging from the person's build, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet he possessed such stubbornness.
Tang Yu vomited a mouthful of blood after his previous move. He leaned on the corner of the table for support and stood in front of Tang Shijiu, saying, "Back then, you knocked me down with one move. Now let's see how many moves I can withstand!"
A bright flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, striking Tang Yu's mangled face, making him look extremely ferocious.
Shen Yun was startled by his distorted face and frowned: "Oh... how did you change? Heh, I don't have time to waste with you today!"
His fingers curled slightly, and his eyes blazed with murderous intent.
Tang Shijiu grabbed Tang Yu's shoulder: "Don't kill him! I'll go with you!"
Her concern was palpable, and Shen Yun felt as if a heavy stone had struck his heart: "Why do you think I would kill him?"
Tang Shijiu bit her lip, remaining silent.
She must be hallucinating tonight. She must be missing Yun Tan so much that she thinks this terrifying, demonic man in front of her looks like him!
Shen Yun said with a smile, "I won't kill him, of course not." Even as he spoke, he moved. Tang Yu felt a sudden lightness in her body; she had been lifted up. The next instant, a sharp pain shot through her cheek as Shen Yin slapped her more than ten times. When she came to her senses, she was already thrown to the ground, like a tattered rag.
These dozen or so slaps weren't hard; if Shen Yuntan had wanted to, he would have shattered Tang Yu's skull long ago. Even so, Tang Yu was seeing stars, and his mouth and nose were covered in blood.
Shen Yuntan wiped his hands with the handkerchief in his pocket, watched the boy twitch on the ground a few times, and then struggled to his feet with all his might. He couldn't help but praise, "What courage!"
Blood and wounds made Tang Yu's face look terrifying, like a demon, but he still stood up.
As long as he has a breath left, he can still fight!
Unfortunately, Shen Yuntan had limited patience and had no intention of playing hardball with him. He simply walked around behind him and struck him on the back of the head. Tang Yu watched him turn and felt a gust of wind behind his head, but he couldn't dodge it. He used all his strength to move to the side, but he was still struck on the shoulder.
The sound of bones shattering came from his left shoulder. Tang Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and his shrill screams echoed through the sky.
Tang Shijiu clenched her fists, realizing with dismay that her legs were trembling. If she possessed martial arts skills, she would surely have rushed forward to fight Shen Yin to the death. However, she was now a cripple, a cripple without any martial arts skills! Even so, watching Shen Yuntan toy with Tang Yu like a cat playing with a mouse, she couldn't help but shout, "Shen Yin, you're a disgrace to your seven-foot frame! You use such cruel methods to deal with a child!! You might as well just kill him outright!"
Tang Yu could no longer hear her angry curses. The pain had driven him mad, and a sense of impending death surged through his heart. He whirled around, ignoring the fact that his left shoulder bone had been twisted by the grip, and opened his blood-soaked mouth to reveal his gleaming white teeth, like a dying beast struggling for its life, and lunged at Shen Yin.
He himself couldn't tell whether his desperate efforts were for the order from the Tang Clan leader or because of her.
They had only known each other for seven or eight days, but those were the days he laughed the most in his life.
For the first time, this thirteen-year-old boy discovered that the sword in his hand was not made to kill.
Shen Yun was caught off guard by his ruthlessness and hurriedly tried to pull away, but it was too late; a piece of flesh was bitten off. Enraged, he was filled with murderous intent.
The blood from Tang Yu's body rushed into his nasal cavity and down to the top of his head.
He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were bloodshot. Although he was still smiling, Tang Shijiu could feel the lingering killing intent and bloodlust emanating from him.
That murderous aura wouldn't dissipate without drinking the blood of a living person.
That bloodshed was the tears and resentment of hundreds of vengeful spirits.
Tang Yu's soft sword had somehow ended up in Shen Yuntan's hand, and like a venomous snake, it coiled around Tang Yu's neck. Once it was wrapped around, Tang Yu would be decapitated.
His killing intent was too ruthless and fierce. Tang Shijiu opened his mouth and found that his throat was hoarse and he couldn't say a word.
In the blink of an eye, a cracking sound was heard as the roof split open. A person burst through the roof, his brocade robe fluttering as he brought Tang Yu behind him. With a flick of his wide sleeves, he managed to block Shen Yuntan's murderous sword strike!
Having miraculously survived, Tang Yu regained some of his senses. He looked up and his face lit up with joy, as if all the pain in his body had been completely forgotten: "Tian Shu! Mr. Tian Shu!"
His icy face slowly lowered, his gaze as cold as pure ice: "You've survived this long, very good. You were still too slow just now."
Tang Shijiu felt a chill run down his spine: He had arrived long ago! He had been on the rooftop, watching Shen Yin torture and kill Tang Yu!
However, Tang Yu was so happy that she didn't know what to do: "No, no, I wouldn't dare."
Tian Shu nodded, and with a flick of his sleeve, sent him to Tang Shijiu's side: "You still have the ability to take her away?"
He turned slightly, and Tang Shijiu saw that Tian Shu's earlier concealment had not been in vain. Tian Shu's left sleeve was torn to shreds by the soft sword, and his arm was covered in blood.
For some reason, Tang Shijiu suddenly had a strange feeling: "If Tang Yu said no, Tian Shu would definitely kill him on the spot!"
Tang Yu was nearly dead, and had only managed to stand by leaning on him. Now, she didn't know where the strength came from, but she grabbed Tang Shijiu, smashed open the window with her shoulder, and jumped off the building.
Even so, he still used his intact arm to protect her, preventing her from getting hurt in the slightest.
Shen Yuntan had just been in a state of mental confusion and almost lost his mind, killing indiscriminately again. But now he saw Tian Shuqing smiling coldly, long sword in hand: "Yuntan, your opponent is me."
Under the pitch-black night sky, bright white raindrops merged heaven and earth into one. Tang Yu, covered in blood, stumbled along, dragging Tang Shijiu along, unsure of where to go.