The bloody light that reached the sky filled the room with a rich smell. Qi Yulan felt the cold blood dripping on her face, covered her mouth and screamed.
Qi Wu's eyes flashed, his throat felt itchy, and finally he couldn't help but hold on to the pillar and vomited. Xiao Wu took back his dagger, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, with an intoxicated look on his face, "It feels so comfortable!"
The screams continued, irritating people's eardrums like an awl. Han Baihang frowned impatiently and said to Xiao Wu: "You did it, you have to solve it yourself."
Xiao Wu opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly, "If I had known, I wouldn't have saved you. You really treat people like servants."
Having said that, Xiao Wu still walked towards Qi Yulan, and the short knife suddenly touched Qi Yulan's chin.
"This beautiful big sister, could you please shut your mouth?"
Qi Yulan felt the coldness on the dagger, as if countless wronged souls were emerging from the dagger, roaring and rushing towards her with their teeth and claws.
Subconsciously, Qi Yulan suppressed her voice, or she had forgotten how to speak.
As soon as Qi Yulan shut up, the whole world seemed to quiet down. Han Baihang winked at the soldiers behind him, and the two men walked out of the queue, catching Qi Wu, who was still vomiting, in front of Han Baihang.
Han Baihang found a sofa and sat down, looked at Qi Wu and said, "Let me ask you, do you have the key to the police station's weapons depot?"
Qi Wu was still immersed in Pan Yuxun's death. His whole body was shaking constantly, his stomach began to twitch in circles, his throat rolled, and he spit out another mouthful of bitter water.
Han Baihang frowned and looked at Qi Wu, took a short knife from the soldier, and inserted it directly into Qi Wu's shoulder.
The overwhelming pain made Qi Wu's entire nerves tense up and he screamed at the top of his lungs. He finally escaped from Pan Yuxun's death and stopped vomiting.
Han Baihang's sword was very well measured, allowing Qi Wu to experience unparalleled pain without causing him too much damage.
"Do you still want a knife?"
Han Baihang raised the knife and was about to drop it when Qi Wu suddenly reacted and covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound, shaking his head desperately.
"That's good. Now you can answer my question. If it satisfies me, maybe I will let you two siblings live!"
Han Baihang played with the dagger in his hand casually. The blood on the tip of the knife was in the air. As the dagger flew, it drew a beautiful circle, and then fell towards the ground. After making a soft sound, it broke into countless pieces on the ground.
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"I can get it, I can get it!" Qi Wu nodded hurriedly, but couldn't take his eyes away from the flying blade.
Han Baihang nodded with satisfaction, called two soldiers who were less seriously injured, and said to them: "You two will go with him to the warehouse of the police station to move ammunition later. Remember not to use too much, just enough, and the speed must be fast.
, Do you understand? Go to Qi Wu’s house, get two police uniforms and then go on board.”
The two men stood at attention, and after saying they understood, they dragged Qi Wu who was lying on the ground and walked towards Qi Wu's home.
After Qi Wu left, Han Baihang looked around and saw that Xiao Wu was still teasing Qi Yulan, but he knew that Xiao Wu had no lust for Qi Yulan at all. Xiao Wu just wanted to raise Qi Yulan to the age of
Tomorrow, we will just take his life again.
This is killer, a really boring and disgusting industry.
Ignoring Xiao Wu, Han Baihang found Zhao San. After a long period of running and fighting, the soldiers were already exhausted. After simply bandaging each one, they sat on the ground and fell asleep.
At this time, Zhao San was leaning on the sofa, not sleeping, and staring at the sleeping Li Si. Han Baihang sat opposite him and asked in a low voice: "Do you have any good ideas?"
Zhao San turned his head and did not immediately answer Han Baihang's words. Instead, he glanced at Li Si again and said, "Do you really want to know what I think?"
Han Baihang was stunned for a moment. In the past, Zhao San would have been able to rattle off a lot of plans and ideas, but why was he speaking so weirdly today?
"Of course I want to know, otherwise, why would I ask you?"
Zhao San turned his head and adjusted his glasses, stared into Han Baihang's eyes and said, "I want to leave with Li Si."
Han Baihang heard something different from his tone. You must know that Zhao San was extremely resourceful and Li Si was extremely brave. With this civil and military force by his side, Han Baihang undoubtedly had two extra hands.
Now that Zhao San actually said such words, Han Baihang couldn't be surprised. Moreover, he also thought of another terrible idea. Could it be that they had found someone more suitable to assist them, or that they wanted to stand on their own?
Han Baihang never likes to speculate on others with the greatest malice, but for some reason, such thoughts are like bamboo shoots after the spring rain, trying their best to grow upwards, unable to hold them down.
"What happened to you?" Han Baihang thought about his words for a long time before asking.
"Nothing happened, I just felt like I made a wrong decision."
"I thought we were brothers!"
"We are brothers, but Li Si is also my brother. I can't destroy him for my own selfish desires." Zhao San suddenly raised his head. The reflective lenses made Han Baihang unable to see his eyes clearly, but he could feel it.
Seeing the loneliness and self-blame in his eyes, "Everything is my decision, and all the consequences should be borne by me, not him."
Han Baihang pondered: "Have you made up your mind? Do you have to go?"
"We have to go!"
Seeing Zhao San's firm look, Han Baihang also knew that all this was irreversible. He took a deep breath, swallowed back all the truths in his mouth, and sighed: "When are you leaving?"
"We will leave when Li Si wakes up."
Ever since Zhang Renkui's incident, the three of them had shared adversity, life and death together. Han Baihang even imagined that the three of them would join forces to capture Yihuaxia, but he never thought that the two of them would leave his side.
Maybe he had thought about it, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly and suddenly, and he was not prepared at all.
"I understand." Han Baihang stood up and turned his back to Zhao San and said, "I hope that when we meet again in the future, we will not be enemies."
Zhao San lowered his head and remained silent, looking at Li Si quietly. He was silent for a long time before saying a word: "Before I leave, let me tell you a secret. I am Liu by nature, Liu Bowen's Liu."
Han Baihang's body trembled slightly, but he didn't respond. He just walked aside silently, leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
