City: Counterattack from the villain

For dialect, after so many years of cultivation on the mountain, there may be some flaws in dealing with the world, but in terms of xinxing, dialect is a one-to-one existence in the world.

In other words, when encountering a problem, dialect will use a relatively calm mind to solve it without falling into a panic.

But when it comes to some emotional issues, the dialect is not so calm, this is also a normal phenomenon, after all, Lu Xiyao is one of the few women who can make the dialect's heart move, and Lu Xiyao's own weakness His temperament is even more deadly for dialects.

Perhaps this is also the reason why dialects feel guilty towards Lu Xiyao.

So this time when Lu Xiyao proposed to meet her, Fang Yan immediately agreed without thinking about it.

……

Lu Xiyao asked Fang Yan to meet at the door of his original clinic. This place has a very special meaning for both Dialect and Lu Xiyao.

However, the clinic is now closed.Because Dialect is now the Xing family's personal doctor in name, and now has an additional title of Feng Shui consultant, so naturally there is no need to open any more clinics.

When Fang Yan arrived at the clinic door, Lu Xiyao was already waiting for him at the door. Lu Xiyao's clothes today were very youthful, a simple pair of light blue jeans, white sneakers, a clean white shirt, and a comb. Wearing a vigorous single ponytail, but the expression on his face made people feel a little pity.

A pang of apology suddenly rose in Fang Yan's heart. Of course he knew why Lu Xiyao was so lonely, it was all because of the attacks on words during this period!And for rumour's sake!
"Sorry, there was a delay!"

Hearing the dialect voice behind her, Lu Xiyao turned around and said with a smile:

"It's okay, actually I have nothing else to do, I just want to come...to see you..."

Dialect sighed and said in a low voice:
"It was indeed my problem before. I failed to stand up in time. I was in Yunhai City during that time, and there were some things that I couldn't avoid, but I hope you... can forgive me!"

The corner of Lu Xiyao's mouth moved slightly, and finally said in a low voice:
"You don't owe me anything, but I owe you a lot. You paid for my mother's medical bills and cured her illness. I should say sorry! I'm sorry for affecting your life!"

Having said that, Lu Xiyao lowered her head slowly, and said in a deep voice:
"Actually, one of the rumors on the Internet is correct. I really don't deserve you... From now on, we should not meet again..."

When Fang Yan heard Lu Xiyao's words, he stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Lu Xiyao's hand, but Lu Xiyao took a step back subconsciously, and said in a low voice:

"I came this time to tell you that I will pay you back the money I owe you in the future! I'm sorry!"

After saying this, Lu Xiyao was about to turn around and leave, but Fang Yan took a step forward, grabbed Lu Xiyao's hand, and said in a deep voice:
"What's said on the Internet is all nonsense! There is nothing worthy of it! What do these people know? Listen to me, what you have to do now is to calm down! You don't owe me anything! The reason why you met For me, this is all chance! This is fate!"

Just as Lu Xiyao was about to say something, at this moment, a motorcycle sped up in the distance. The people on the car, wearing black suits, flicked their tails beautifully in front of Lu Xiyao and Fang Yan. With his hands in his arms, he said in a deep voice:
"Dialect, someone wants your life!"

After saying this, the thing in his arms also revealed its true face!

It turned out to be a black M1911!

Fang Yan's eyes widened immediately, and just as he was about to dodge, he was shocked by the scene in front of him!
It turned out to be Lu Xiyao, at this moment she immediately pushed away the dialect, followed by two gunshots, and then two beautiful blood-colored flowers appeared on Lu Xiyao's chest!
Dialect was about to burst into tears, and he threw out a dart with a shake of his hand, which was directly nailed to the arm of the gun and hand!

The gunman/man snorted, and immediately left the scene on a motorcycle.

Dialect frowned. I don't know why. The figure and voice of this spear/hand are men, but the muffled snort just now carried a bit of lightness!
But then Fang Yan's attention was attracted by Lu Xiyao who was lying on the ground. Fang Yan didn't panic, but sealed some acupuncture points on Lu Xiyao's body. Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and then called Xing Chuan after putting the silver needles on Lu Xiyao's important acupuncture points.

I have seen the Xing family's medical facilities in dialect. They are more reliable than hospitals, and the speed is faster, so the Xing family's private clinic is currently the best choice.

"Hello? Brother Fang, I was looking for you just now, where are you?"

The dialect said in a deep voice:

"Send someone to...my clinic right now, a friend of mine is wounded! Gunshot wound! I need your help! Quick!"

After Xing Chuan heard the serious voice in the dialect, he immediately reacted, turned around and said to the assistant:

"Send a car right away! Get someone to go to the old clinic! Now! I have to pick someone up within 5 minutes!"

Afterwards, Xing Chuan continued to say:
"Brother Fang, listen to me, don't worry, my people are leaving now!"

Fang Yan answered, hung up the phone, and then tightly held Lu Xiyao's hand. Although she pursed her lips and said nothing, the hatred in her heart had reached its peak!
The moment Lu Xiyao blocked the gun for him, Fang Yan knew that Lu Xiyao's figure would always be deeply rooted in his heart and could never be erased, and Fang Yan didn't want to erase it again!

Thinking of the gun/hand before, Fang Yan slowly narrowed his eyes!

This matter must not stop here!

……

The road around the mountain, in the tunnel.

Mo He leaned against the outside of the railing of the road with a pale face, and pressed the wound on his left arm with his right hand. He only has a thin shirt on his body.

According to Mo He's judgment, dialect's knife should have pierced the artery of his left arm, but luckily it wasn't the aorta, otherwise Mo He would have gone to see God by now.

There are cameras all along the road, Mohe can't go to any hospital, and can't go back to the Shangri-La Hotel, because Dialect will definitely use the power of the Xing family, and it's too easy to find her trace.

So Mo He could only come to a road tunnel without cameras, dispose of the car, and make plans later.

However, injuries have become the biggest problem.