After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

After entering the room, Xiao Yan sat casually on the edge of the bed and pulled Ye Xiaowu to stand between his spread legs.

Ye Xiaowu is not a professional doctor, but his common sense is not to be underestimated.

First, I disinfected my hands and tweezers with alcohol, then used tweezers to hold a medical cotton ball soaked in iodine, pressed it on the wound on his right cheek and rubbed it gently several times.

She leaned in very close to him and asked him if it hurt.

He responded in a possessed manner and said it hurt.

She blew on the wound on the right side of his face.

Xiao Yan didn't really understand this confusing behavior. He stared at her profile and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ye Xiaowu said as a matter of course: "You said it hurts, so blow on it and it won't hurt anymore."

"..."

Terrible.

What are you blowing?

Her waist felt tight, and she was pulled over by a big hand and fell onto his lap.

Xiao Yan looked at her with a smile, "Ye Xiaowu, did you do this on purpose?"

"What's the purpose?"

"It's blowing out a reaction, what do you say we should do?"

Cold!

Her face flushed, and she quickly leaned forward to get the antibiotic ointment, changing the subject: "Who are those people who want to kill us today?"

us?

The word sounds fresh and intimate.

Xiao Yan stared at her. Her eyes were inexplicably vague and evasive. He looked down at the ointment in her hand and teased, "Using hormone ointment on gunshot wounds? Are you really afraid of curing me?"

"..."

Got the wrong one.

Who made him stare at her? She was so panicked!

Xiao Yan's troublesome face suddenly approached her, and suddenly called her seriously: "Ye Xiaowu."

"What are you doing?"

"Why have you been so absent-minded these past two days? What bad things have you done behind my back?"

His sharp and piercing gaze looked into her eyes inch by inch, as if he wanted to see her thoroughly.

Ye Xiaowu: "No, no..."

Not really.

I still remember the first time I woke up in the hospital and saw Xiao Yan's face, my heart was moved, but that kind of heart-moving was more like an unconscious gaze and pure appreciation of a top handsome guy.

Stunning and overly dazzling, it perfectly suits her aesthetic point and can easily attract all eyes and attention.

But that kind of appreciation does not contain any selfishness or hidden emotions.

But now, that face is still the same face, and he is still as bad as before, but for some reason, when this person's breath approaches her, her heart beats faster and her first reaction is still to hide.

She wanted to hide before because she was afraid that he would kill her.

She wanted to hide now because... if she didn't hide, her heartbeat would get louder and louder, so loud that she could clearly feel the slight vibration of her heart hitting her chest.

When did this start?

Was it him who stepped on the landmine for her in the Savage Mountains in northern Myanmar?

Was it on the Mexican prairies where they rode in a hot air balloon together and looked at the stars with night vision goggles?

Or hiding behind him in the Guanyin Temple today?

It seems to be, but it seems not to be.

While Ye Xiaowu was applying ointment on his face, he asked, "Are those people Su Fang's men?"

Is it because he killed Su Fang's spy Li Yuan last time, so Su Fang couldn't wait to take revenge?

Those people are so cruel and ruthless that even someone like her gets shot while lying down.

Even worse than Xiao Yan.

Speaking of Su Fang, Xiao Yan suddenly remembered something.

No wonder the road to Guanyin Hall was cleared. It was probably because the Yan family had joined forces with Su Fang.

After all, the Su family had roots in Southeast Asia. Even if it fell, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. They could just use their connections and knock on the door with gold bricks, and there would still be a lot of people willing to work for the Su family.

……

On the other side, inside the hotel conference room.

Bai Xiao and his group were reviewing the failed gunfight that had just taken place.

Half of the thirty Black Fox mercenaries were killed by Xiao Yan and Old Eagle. Whether in firepower, manpower, or actual combat effectiveness, they were inferior to Xiao Yan, so they had to join forces with the local forces in Nanyang.

Su Fang looked at Bai Xiao and Yan Chen, and said straight to the point: "I can use the power behind me to help you rescue people. My purpose is very simple. This Xiao Yan killed my eldest brother and is the mortal enemy of my Su family. I need you to join forces with me to kill Xiao Yan."

Bai Xiao had no objection. "There is no contradiction between getting rid of Xiao Yan and rescuing the hostages. The two are issues on the same line. Only by killing Xiao Yan can we successfully rescue the hostages."

Su Fang nodded and said, "Commander Bai is right. Speaking of which, the hostage you want to rescue once teamed up with my eldest brother to kill Xiao Yan, but failed. After the incident was exposed, Xiao Yan killed my eldest brother."

Yan Chen was startled and a little shocked: "You mean, Haoyue once teamed up with your eldest brother to try to kill Xiao Yan?"

"Yes, as far as I know, she was raped and beaten by Xiao Yan many times. She wanted to escape back to Country C, but was repeatedly caught and tortured by Xiao Yan. By chance, she met my eldest brother and reached a common goal. But unfortunately... she still failed."

After Su Fang finished speaking, he sighed, with a hint of sadness and grief on his face.

He said it lightly in just a few words, but as a half-relative of Yan Haoyue, Yan Chen felt uncomfortable listening to it, and his brows subconsciously frowned.

Yan Haoyue's personality is not very likable. Most of the time, she is always sharp and prickly. As her adopted brother, he does dislike her when there are disagreements and conflicts in daily life and work, and he even gets annoyed by her as his adopted sister.

But no matter how arrogant she was, she was just a young girl. Being treated like that...at best she would be traumatized, at worst she would become depressed and commit suicide.

While feeling distressed and worried, Yan Chen couldn't help wondering: "She teamed up with your eldest brother to kill Xiao Yan, and the matter was exposed. Since Xiao Yan killed your eldest brother, why did he keep her?"

Su Fang knew how to manipulate people's hearts. He said inconspicuously, "If she were a man, Xiao Yan would have killed her immediately. But your sister is a beautiful woman, with a pretty face and a good figure. Instead of killing her, it is better to keep her as a toy and torture her. After all, a woman with no physical strength will not pose any threat if she is kept alive. Instead, it will add a lot of fun."

What Su Fang said made Yan Chen extremely uncomfortable, but also made him believe it without a doubt.

The hands hanging by the edge of his trousers clenched unconsciously.

Su Fang glanced at him calmly and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Boss Yan, as long as we cooperate, I believe we can rescue your sister soon, and I can also avenge my brother's murder. Once Xiao Yan dies, both of us will be happy."

Having said that, Yan Chen no longer had any reason to refuse.

Bai Xiao said: "We lost the battle with Xiao Yan Guanyin Hall completely. Does Su Shao have any better deployment and ideas?"

Su Fang's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance and murderous intent, and he said slowly: "Maybe this time we have to work with your sister from inside and outside."

Yan Chen said: "But now we can't contact Haoyue at all, and if we contact her, it will be easy for Xiao Yan to find out."

Su Fang said with difficulty: "This must be considered in the long run. I have to think about it carefully. As long as you two trust me, I will do my best to achieve our common goal."

He extended his hands to Yan Chen and Bai Xiao one by one.

Both sides shook hands.

"We are allies and have a happy cooperation."

……

At night, Ye Xiaowu lay on the fence at the top of the base mountain, fiddling with the night vision goggles in his hand.

The starry sky in the South Sea tonight is far inferior to the starry sky I saw on the prairie that night.

Ye Xiaowu was sighing and putting away the night vision goggles.

A familiar female voice came from behind: "You look so happy now, you don't want to go back to Country C, right?"

"Ye Xiaowu, you are in love with A Yan, right?"