The real life-threatening battle is definitely not the kind of battle in movies and TV dramas that are like three hundred rounds.

This kind of fight is often killed with one blow, and there will never be any delay. Yang Chenglie was even ready to lose one arm, and his hand broke the Dragon Treasure Knife and cut into the assassin's abdomen fiercely, with a bunch of blood splattering on his face.

But at this moment, a crisp sound rang in my ears.

The big knife in the assassin's hand was hit by an iron ball made of pig iron, and the huge force even cut the blade into two pieces.

"Father, don't panic, I'm here."

Yang Shouwen's voice came into Yang Chenglie's ears, which made him feel refreshed. Then he took a step and dragged his knife to break the assassin's belly.

"Jeddah, kill the archers!"

Yang Shouwen ran from the other end of the long street, putting away his slingshot while running.

His feet were as fast as lightning.

And behind him, Abusjda followed closely.

Abusjda held two large guns in his hand. After hearing Yang Shouwen's shouting, he suddenly paused, raising his arms and threw an iron gun out. The iron gun broke through the air, tore the hazy rain and mist, and pierced it into the chest of an assassin.

The assassin was about to raise his knife to kill Yang Chenglie, but he didn't expect that Abusjda threw his gun out at twenty steps away. Moreover, Abusjda was very strong and the big gun flew in the air very quickly, nailing the assassin to the ground in an instant. Yang Chenglie gasped and sat on the muddy ground. Seeing Yang Shouwen running over, he shouted loudly: "Shizi, be careful."

An assassin rushed out from the side and raised his knife to slash.

Yang Shouwen was not panicked and his speed did not decrease. However, his body suddenly faded and he crashed into the assassin's arms.

He raised his hand, hugged his claws with a move, and grabbed the assassin's arm with a swollen gesture. His hand was like a steel claw, and he twisted it in secret. As the sound of killing was shouting, he could even clearly hear the sound of the assassin's arm bones breaking. He suddenly became deep, and he swung his elbows on the assassin's face, slamming the assassin's face into a blooming face. An extremely obvious depression appeared in the triangle area above his eyes and nose.

The assassin's eyes were almost bursting out, and his face was covered in blood and fell to the ground.

Yang Shouwen took the opportunity to grab the steel knife in his hand, swung the knife forward, and the steel knife was stabbing another assassin's stomach.

He raised his foot and kicked the assassin to the ground, and took two steps at a time to reach Yang Chenglie.

He reached out and pulled out the tiger swallowing spear from the corpse. He bent his legs and shortened his body. He turned his body and roared, and the spear penetrated into the chest of an assassin who was rushing towards him.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"Be careful of the archers!"

"It's okay, Abusjeddah will deal with him."

Yang Shouwen talked to Yang Chenglie, but his hands were not paused at all, and he became more and more fierce.

He pulled out the big gun, held the middle part of the big gun, turned his body again, roared, and threw an assassin to the ground.

At the same time, Yang Chenglie also became energetic.

The broken dragon sword flew up and down in his hand, and another assassin was cut down in a pool of blood.

In the alley, the sound of gold and iron clashing came. It was obvious that the archer and Abusjda had already begun to confront each other. In this way, the assassin lost the archer's cover, and Yang Chenglie and Yang Shouwen and his son were not as hindered by the archer.

In the blink of an eye, the assassin had lost most of it.

In the direction of the city gate tower, Guan Hu's shout came: "Don't leave the thief."

The fire flashed, it was obvious that the Minzhuang Wuhou discovered the situation here and rushed over to prepare for support.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin quickly whistled, and the remaining six or seven assassins turned around and left without saying a word.

Yang Shouwen wanted to chase him, but when he saw Yang Chenglie falling to the ground with a thud, he was immediately panicked and rushed forward and hugged him in his arms.

"Can the county magistrate be safe, can the county magistrate be safe?"

Guan Hu and his men had already run to the street corner. When he saw Yang Chenglie lying in Yang Shouwen's arms, he was shocked.

"Yizi, what's going on?"

"Assassin, there are assassins!"

Yang Shouwen spoke and pointed his hand in the direction where the assassin escaped, "The assassin ran over there... Look for sir, my father is injured."

Guan Hu did not dare to neglect, so he quickly divided up some of them to pursue Wuhou Minzhuang.

At this time, a commotion came from outside the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of gold and iron clashing came. Yang Shouwen looked up and saw Abusjda coming out of the alley.

Several Wuhou rushed up to capture Abusjda, but did not want to be shot back by Abusjda.

"Stop, it's your own people."

Yang Shouwen said, and picked up Yang Chenglie with both hands.

Abusjda also ran over and gestured at him twice, which meant that the archer ran away!

If it were normal, Yang Shouwen said he would not ask. But now, he was no longer in the mood to take care of the assassin's affairs. He hugged Yang Chenglie and ran home, shouting loudly: "Uncle Guan, don't let the assassin go."

Guan Hu responded quickly when he heard this.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a harsh whistle coming and going in Changping County, and teams of civil and brave Wuhou also quickly gathered towards the city gate. The entire Changping County suddenly became boiling, and Wuhou patrol soldiers could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Abusjda, carrying a big gun in one hand, followed Yang Shouwen in a panic and came to the gate of Yang Mansion.

Song, Yang and Lao Hutou also heard the movement and rushed to check the situation. But when they saw Yang Shouwen running in with Yang Chenglie covered in blood, they were panicked and rushed forward one by one.

"Yizi, what's wrong with Alang?"

"Don't worry, my mother, my father was ambushed on the road just now, but there will be no danger."

After saying that, Yang Shouwen rushed into the wing room and placed Yang Chenglie on the couch.

Yang turned the oil lamp to the brightest, and at the same time brought a few torches to make the wing room transparent.

"Where is sir? Why haven't the sir come yet?"

Song shouted loudly, and was already crying.

And in the yard, people shouted and barked, and it was a mess.

Yang Shouwen did not dare to slack off. He took a dagger and disinfected it on the fire, and cut off the bloody clothes on Yang Chenglie's body. Yang Chenglie had three knife wounds and an arrow wound. The wound was very deep and the blood flowed continuously. Yang Shouwen took out the hemostatic medicine from his carry-on bag and sprinkled it on Yang Chenglie's wound. "Don't be afraid, Father, this hemostatic gold-canceling medicine is made by Tianmura. It is said to be the prescription left by the old immortal Sun. I tried it and the medicine is very effective and will be fine soon."

Yang Chenglie was a little drowsy at this time, but he was generally able to remain awake.

He looked pale, but with a smile, he whispered: "Boy, thanks to you today, otherwise I would have fallen."

"How could it be, Daddy, you are so powerful, some thieves are not worth it at all."

"Hehe, do you know I'm awesome?

Today, I killed at least four thieves... If it weren't for the damn archer, I would definitely not be so embarrassed."

"That's, that's..."

Yang Shouwen carefully dealt with the injuries on Yang Chenglie, and at the same time turned his head and said to Yang: "Auntie, take the bandage I had cooked before."
Chapter completed!