I looked at Yan Jingsheng: "You..."
Yan Jingsheng smiled slightly: "I know everything."
My head sank, and after thinking for a moment, I said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's go outside and talk about it."
Zhou Cang kicked the black belt third-degree black belt that Second Master had knocked unconscious: "What do we do with this guy?"
I said, "Someone will take care of him, of course. Brother Zhou, please keep an eye on this old bastard!" I pointed at Qin Hui. The old traitor looked dejected, but his expression remained relatively calm, which surprised me quite a bit.
I had just stepped into the corridor when I heard noises from the next room, interspersed with faint breathing. I immediately realized Chen Kejiao was still in their hands. Sensing something was wrong, I kicked the door, but the door of this shabby inn was rather rough; my foot went in, but the door wouldn't open. Second Master chuckled, came over, and broke the lock to open the door.
Then I immediately saw a scene that made me furious: Chen Kejiao was sitting on a stool with her head tilted back, a foreigner behind her was holding her arm and telling her not to resist, and another foreigner was strangling her with a thin rope.
As I struggled to pull my foot out, I shouted angrily, "Stop!" But the more I shouted, the less forceful my voice became. Guan Yu, equally indignant, yelled and charged forward. The two foreigners had already pointed their guns at us; by the time he got there, he'd probably be riddled with bullets. Seeing this, Zhou Cang quickly grabbed Guan Yu and shielded him with his own body.
Just as the stalemate was at hand, a loud crash was heard as a long arrow shot in through the window. The foreigner at the window, who had been holding his gun with both hands, was struck by the arrow, which pierced both his hands and lodged between his arms. He dropped his pistol and collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain. Another foreigner exclaimed in horror, "A sniper!" He ducked into a corner, still aiming his gun at us.
In that moment, Chen Kejiao, having recovered, scrambled towards the door. I quickly stepped in front of her, feeling a pang of heartache for her.
The foreigner inside the house, holding a gun, shouted, "Get out of the way!"
I glanced at the rooftop across the street and saw Hua Rong standing against the wind, holding a bow and arrows and carrying a bunch of fire arrows on his back. He looked really cool!
Now was certainly not the time to kick a man when he'd fallen; Hua Rong had already lost his firing angle. I raised my hands to signal that I wouldn't attack, and told everyone to leave the house. The foreigner shuffled along the wall step by step into the corridor, his eyes fixed on us, slowly backing away. I saw a figure emerge from the stairwell behind him. This person was wearing a large black leather coat and carrying a large stick—it was Su Wu. The foreigner, with his back to him, moved closer step by step, his gaze never leaving us, his hands holding his gun as he retreated. As he got closer to Su Wu, Su Wu suddenly swung the large stick silently a few times, then spread his legs, raised the stick above his head, and assumed a baseball batting stance, his face full of anticipation.
The foreigner retreated to a distance of about one meter from Su Wu, then suddenly sniffed and frowned. Just as he was about to turn around, Lord Su delivered a beautiful hit to his head, and the foreigner fell to the ground in a twisted state. It seemed that he would not wake up for the next ten or twenty years.
Finally, we were all safely out of danger. I suddenly felt something soft on my back. Turning around, I saw Chen Kejiao, now relaxed, slumped against my back—I realized she wasn't wearing any bra padding. I quickly helped her up and headed downstairs. As soon as we stepped out of the building, a large group of people were smiling at me. Closest to me were Baozi, Liu Bang, and Hua Mulan. Baozi seemed about to pounce on me, but seeing that I was half-carrying, half-holding someone—a woman—he frowned slightly, but still came over. Chen Kejiao blushed and quickly stood aside.
I took Baozi's hand and asked, "How did you get out?"
Baozi pointed behind him: "You guys rescued us, they're all really capable."
I grabbed Lin Chong's hand and said, "Brother, how did you know that something had happened to my family?"
Suddenly, a little boy hugged my leg, looked up at me, and said, "Dad, I'm the one who went to deliver the message."
I looked down and saw Cao Xiaoxiang. I immediately picked him up and gave him a few kisses, saying, "Son, I was so worried about you. Tell me what happened with that car? Did a thief just get on?"
Cao Xiaoxiang said with dissatisfaction, "What thief? I drove it away to Yucai to report the news."
"Oh no, really?" I held him to my chest and looked at him. "Can you even drive? With your skinny arms and legs, how can you drive?"
Cao Xiaoxiang said, "Uncle Xiang taught me. After you made that gesture to me, I hid, and later we found a lot of things under the car seat..."
It turned out that Cao Xiaoxiang had found the things Fei Sankou had given me under the car seat. Knowing I was in danger, he used Jing Ke's dagger to cut Qin Shi Huang and the others' clothes into strips, then tied the dagger and its sheath to his feet to press the clutch and accelerator, folded up Xiang Yu's golden armor and placed it under his buttocks, and finally, relying on his memory of the day Xiang Yu taught him to drive, he managed to drive all the way to Yucai...
Although everyone already knew the details, they couldn't help but praise the child's intelligence when Cao Xiaoxiang recounted it again. Duan Jingzhu, who was reading a web novel, patted Cao Xiaoxiang's head and said, "If someone who didn't know the story heard about this, they would definitely think he was from another time."
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I turned around and found Guan Yu, took his hand and asked, "Second Brother, how did you get here?"
Guan Yu said, “I just happened to come to see you from his hometown today with Zhou Cang. I originally wanted you to pick us up, but there is a direct bus from the train station to Yucai, so we took it back. As soon as we got off the bus, we heard that you had an accident. This scholar Yan was worried about not being able to find a stranger, so I came along.”
After Cao Xiaoxiang arrived at Yucai and explained the situation, the heroes, without hesitation, gathered their forces. The others were easy to deal with, but Yan Jingsheng, having learned from my previous experience of leading them into a fight, refused to leave the meeting. The heroes had no choice but to roughly tell him the whole story. Then they set off to my house to rescue the person, only to find that I had been taken elsewhere. Not long after, I called Yan Jingsheng, who was in a meeting room with another group of heroes…
I shook Yan Jingsheng's hand and smiled, "Teacher Yan, thank you for your hard work. How are you feeling?"
Yan Jingsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness... let me calm down." I then noticed that his palms were sweaty. Wu Yong laughed: "Teacher Yan is really something. He's usually so quiet and reserved, but he really keeps his composure in crucial moments. Xiao Qiang talked to him twice, and if he had been even a little nervous, he would have given himself away. It's rare that he not only didn't mess up, but he could also perfectly mimic that nonchalant attitude."
His words suddenly reminded me of Qin Hui. I looked around anxiously and asked, "Where's that old bastard Qin Hui?"
Zhou Cang's expression changed, "Oh no! You told me to keep an eye on him, but I completely forgot about it when you went inside to save people."
Lu Junyi said, "In such a short time, they can't get very far. Let's split up and chase them!"
Then someone shouted, "No need."
When we turned around, we saw Li Jingshui carrying a man who was disheveled and covered in blood. It was Qin Hui.
I asked, both surprised and delighted, "Where did you catch him?"
Li Jingshui threw Qin Hui to the ground and laughed, "He deserves to be unlucky. I just happened to be a step too late and saw someone tying a bed sheet up and climbing down from the third floor. Unfortunately, the rope broke as soon as they reached the second floor. Luckily, I was standing downstairs at the time."
I asked in surprise, "Then why is he injured like this? Oh, you hit him?"
"No. Like I said, luckily I was downstairs at the time. If it were anyone else here, they probably would have caught him. I saw it was him, so I didn't do anything—"
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Li Jingshui clenched her fists and said, "Oh right, now that Brother Xiao mentions it, I just remembered I haven't beaten you up yet, you scoundrel!" As she spoke, she was about to pounce on him.
I hurriedly said, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, let me ask first." I squatted down in front of Qin Hui, scratching my head, and said, "I really don't understand, is betraying others addictive?"
Unexpectedly, Qin Hui suddenly raised his head, stared straight at me, and said, "How did you know?"
I slapped him on the head: "You son of a bitch, stop talking nonsense!" When the crowd saw me strike, they jostled forward, shouting, "I'll hit him too! I'll hit him too..."
Qin Hui slowly sat up, wiped the blood from his face, and sighed, "You were absolutely right, betraying others is addictive."
I waved my hand to stop everyone: "Wait, let him speak first."
Qin Hui sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "When you led your men to sweep through Lei Laosi that day, Lao Hao's men came to us because they saw that Lei Laosi was just a paper tiger, so they wanted to spend a lot of money to find a group of people to work for them. But Liu Xiaozhi is your friend, and I knew he wouldn't agree, so I met with Lao Hao behind his back. Speaking of which, I helped Liu Xiaozhi earn the money from Lao Hao to buy Lei Laosi's territory. After that, things became simple. With my eloquence and Lao Hao's power, he quickly realized that what I said was true, and then I kept helping him to harm you."
I asked, bewildered, "But...why did you do that?"
Qin Hui's nostrils twitched slightly, like an old smoker taking a long drag of opium, as he said, "Didn't I tell you, betraying people is addictive? Think about it, you're clearly on one side, but you're also colluding with people from the other side, isn't that exciting? At this point, you could say everyone is both your friend and your enemy. And they're all very polite to me because the people on this side don't know you betrayed them, and the people on the other side need your help. They may look down on you, but they have to pretend to be very accommodating. That feeling—so cool!"