After all calculations, Yang Chengjun failed to calculate that Xiao's father was also a very reasonable and emotional person. Xiao Kai's death was not Lu Xuan's fault at all. Taking a step back, if Lu Xuan had not killed Xiao Kai
, Xiao Kai is still going to die, and it will implicate the entire vanguard force. So even if Xiao Kai dies, he will be infamy for thousands of years. Father Xiao hopes that Xiao Kai will die with honor, instead of dragging so many comrades into support. ?
Therefore, Xiao's father and Xiao's mother had never blamed Lu Xuan, and they knew everything that happened on the battlefield. As for why they knew it, it was because someone specifically explained it to them.
However, Father Xiao and Mother Xiao sympathized with Lu Xuan's experience. God wanted to kill their son, but he wanted his son's good brother Lu Xuan to be the executioner.
Sometimes, Father Xiao and Mother Xiao both hate God for being so cruel...
Yang Chengjun laughed loudly and said: "Come on, come on, kill me quickly, and Xiao Kai's son can be buried with me, haha..."
Despicable! Mu Qingcheng couldn't stand it anymore. Yang Chengjun was clearly confident and his heart was filled with anger. Such a person was actually worthy of being a soldier!
Lu Xuan clenched his fist, which made a crackling sound. Even though he had a hundred impulses to kill Yang Chengjun, he slowly loosened his fingers and put him down from the sky. He couldn't.
In doing so, even if it cost him his life, he would keep Xiao Kai's son safe.
"Tell me what you want," Lu Xuan said coldly.
Yang Chengjun's treacherous plan succeeded, his smile became colder and colder, and he sneered: "I want your life!"
"Yes, as long as you ensure the safety of everyone in the Xiao family, I can die!" Lu Xuan replied without thinking.
When Mu Qingcheng heard Lu Xuan's words, her pretty face turned pale. Lu Xuan's image once again grew a lot taller in her heart. He was really stupid. Xiao Kai's death obviously had nothing to do with him. He just did his best.
A soldier's duties.
"Lu Xuan..." Father Xiao wriggled his mouth and said tremblingly: "How can I exchange your death for Xiaolong? If you do this, I will never forgive myself in my life."
But just now, Xiao's father really didn't have the courage to shoot, let alone kill Lu Xuan, because Lu Xuan really had no fault at all, and his life was worse than death. The most pitiful and saddest person was
he.
"Uncle, this happened because of me, and it must end because of me," Lu Xuan shook his head and said.
For a moment, Father Xiao and Mother Xiao shed tears. They no longer knew what to say. This was a difficult choice. It felt really uncomfortable to have their fate in the hands of others. They thought again.
Grandson Xiao Xiaolong, the only flesh and blood of the Xiao family is still alive, but he doesn't want Lu Xuan to die because of this.
"I hope you can fulfill your promise," Lu Xuan said without hesitation.
Yang Chengjun smiled ferociously and said: "Don't worry, I will do what I say. After all, the Xiao family does not pose any threat to me at all."
In fact, this is also true. Yang Chengjun only wants to kill Lu Xuan. He doesn't care about the Xiao family of three. Lu Xuan can also understand this.
What is a great hero? At this moment, Lu Xuan perfectly demonstrated that he was fearless of life and death and stood tall. Under his stern face, his ambition shone as if he was ready to die. At this moment, everyone who saw Lu Xuan's knife-like face felt like a hero.
It makes it difficult to breathe...
Yang Chengjun pulled out a military spur from his waist. Even though he was retired from the army, he still liked to use this cold weapon of the special forces that killed people and drank blood. His eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and he yelled: "Take your life!"
"Poof!" A sound broke through the air, showing Yang Chengjun's strength. The military thorn was pointed directly at Lu Xuan's throat, trying to pierce his throat directly and kill him with one blow!
Mu Qingcheng's pupils suddenly widened, she shook her head, crystal tears fell down, but she didn't want Lu Xuan to die, she really didn't want to.
Father Xiao and Mother Xiao were in tears and closed their eyes tightly. They couldn't bear to see this scene of blood splattering. Lu Xuan, he is so great. Even if he is killed by gangsters, he still wants to save the blood of the Xiao family.
And he still had the ability to kill this group of Ax Gang people, but he didn't. He only wanted to save Xiao Xiaolong.
"Die!" Yang Chengjun roared, his eyes bloodshot. Lu Xuan was so powerful that it exceeded his imagination. He had to kill Lu Xuan, otherwise he would only die.
Lu Xuan slowly closed his eyes. He had no regrets. He was willing to give everything to save Xiao Kai's son.
At the moment when the military thorn was about to pierce Lu Xuan's throat, Mu Qingcheng's delicate body trembled and she closed her beautiful eyes. There was a buzzing sound, and suddenly, a sound of strings suddenly burst out!
"Buzz!"
The huge sound shook the silent night, and with a crash, the glass on the bar window shattered!
Boom! Everyone couldn't help but cover their ears. Only Mu Qingcheng, who was tied up by Wuhua Da, couldn't cover his ears and was knocked unconscious. This shows how powerful this sound wave is.
At the same time, a sound wave of true energy shot out of the window at the same time. Yang Chengjun endured the disturbance of the sound wave and did not give up his desire to kill Lu Xuan. However, when the military assassin was only one centimeter away from Lu Xuan's throat, the sound wave was fierce.
Hit him hard on the lower abdomen.
"Poof!" Yang Chengjun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then flew out like a kite with its string broken. Bang! His body hit the bar of the bar, and he could no longer move. His seven orifices were still bleeding, but
As you can imagine, that sound wave severely injured him directly.
What kind of martial arts is this? Yang Chengjun looked horrified, and who did it?
At this moment, Lu Xuan looked out the window and saw Zuo Qingyue standing outside. Her features were picturesque, her clothes were as beautiful as snow, and her white skirt fluttered, making her look as elegant and refined as a fairy from the Nine Heavens.
Zuo Qingyue's pretty face was still neither cold nor indifferent. She was holding a guqin in one hand and her right hand was still touching the strings. What made Lu Xuan pay more attention was that there was a little boy about 2 years old standing behind her.
Boy, the little boy covered his ears and hid behind her in fear. He was also stunned by Zuo Qingyue's hand.
When the sound wave subsided, Lu Xuan opened his eyes wide and asked tentatively: "Xiaolong?"
The little boy standing behind Zuo Qingyue slowly lowered his hands covering his ears. He had a chubby face and was wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket. He was very cute. He looked at Lu Xuan, his eyes full of doubts. This uncle
know me?
It was really Xiao Xiaolong! Lu Xuan rushed out, stepped out of the shattered window, picked up Xiao Xiaolong, and held him tightly, and said in surprise: "Are you Xiao Xiaolong?"