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 never blamed Lu Xuan, and they knew what 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.
Mu Qingcheng's pretty face turned pale when she heard Lu Xuan's words. 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 tried his best.
fulfill the duties of a soldier.
"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, Father Xiao really didn't have the courage to shoot, let alone kill Lu Xuan, because Lu Xuan really didn't have any fault, and his life was worse than death. The most pitiful and saddest person is
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 alive, but he doesn't want Lu Xuan to die because of this.
"I hope you can fulfill your promise," Lu Xuanyi said without hesitation.
Yang Chengjun said with a ferocious smile: "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 just wants to kill Lu Xuan. He doesn't care about the Xiao family of three. Lu Xuan can understand this.
What is a great hero? At this moment, Lu Xuan perfectly demonstrated that he was fearless of life and death, standing tall and firm. Under his stern face, his ambition shone like death. At this moment, everyone who saw Lu Xuan's knife-like face felt like a hero.
It's hard to breathe when you look at it——
Yang Chengjun took out a military spur from his waist. Even though he was retired from the army, he still liked to use this cold weapon of special forces that kills people and drinks 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, and 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 yelled, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. Lu Xuan was more powerful than he imagined. 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, all the people in Mu Qingcheng's body trembled and closed their beautiful eyes. There was a buzz, and suddenly, a sound of strings suddenly broke out, "Buzz!" The huge sound shook.
In the silent night, there was a crash, and 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 nuisance 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 struck fiercely.
It hit him 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 Nine Heavens fairy.
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 with doubts in his eyes. He knew this uncle.
I?
It was really Xiao Xiaolong! Lu Xuan rushed out, stepped out of the shattered window, hugged Xiao Xiaolong, and hugged him tightly, and said in surprise: "Are you Xiao Xiaolong?"