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"Hehe." Ye Shuang thought he was joking, pretended to laugh twice, and said, "It's not funny at all."

But Yang Kang still said seriously: "When I become a great hero, I will accept you as my younger brother and lead you to punish evil and eradicate adultery."

Ye Shuang said disapprovingly, "Hmph, let's wait until you become a hero."

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yang Kang didn't say any more.

When I returned to the tofu shop, it was already high in the sun, and the blacksmith shop next door had already opened.

Ye Shuang remembered the matter of making the sword, and said, "Akang, you go back first, I'll go to the blacksmith's shop to have a look."

Before Yang Kang could reply, Ye Shuang ran away in a gust of wind.

Yang Kang smiled helplessly and had to let him go.

Ye Shuang came to the blacksmith's shop alone.

The shop was very messy, with all kinds of ironware and iron materials mixed together, and a raging fire was burning in the furnace in the middle, but there was no blacksmith.

"Is anyone there?" Ye Shuang called out.

"Here we come!" A thick male voice sounded from the inner room, followed by a series of du, du, du, sounds, as if something was constantly beating the ground.

Ye Shuang looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a young man walking slowly out of the inner room with an iron crutch, he couldn't help but be surprised.

This young man looks to be in his early twenties, because he has been scorched by the flames all year round, his face is dark, but he is very handsome, and because he is leaning on crutches, his figure is slightly hunched, but it can still be seen that if He can straighten his waist, and his posture must be very tall and straight.

If he met him elsewhere, Ye Shuang would think that he was a son of some family, and he was limped due to some misfortune, but he never imagined that he was actually a blacksmith.

The blacksmith walked up to Ye Shuang, raised his head, and asked indifferently, "Guest officer wants to..."

After only saying these three words, the blacksmith suddenly stopped, his starry eyes fixed on Ye Shuang's face, full of shock and astonishment.

Ye Shuang was taken aback by his strong gaze, she took a step back unconsciously, and said, "What... what's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

While speaking, the astonishment in the blacksmith's eyes had completely turned into burning anger. He suddenly shouted violently, swung his iron crutches, and slammed straight at Ye Shuang's face. Put him to death!

Thanks to Ye Shuang's alertness, he quickly bent over and tilted his head, and the crutch flew past his cheek.Even so, Ye Shuang's face was still cut with a long and thin cut by the protruding thorns on the iron crutch, and blood gushed out immediately.

Ye Shuang didn't care about these things, kicked back with her right foot, her body flew out like an arrow from the string, landed in the middle of the long street, and immediately shouted for help: "Akang! Help me!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Kang rushed out from the tofu shop, and saw Ye Shuang standing on the street with blood on the left side of his face.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Kang had already flown in front of Ye Shuang, and said anxiously, "Shuang'er..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Shuang saw the blacksmith rushing out of the blacksmith shop, describing it as crazy and terrifying, and hurriedly shouted to Yang Kang: "Be behind!"

Yang Kang suddenly turned around, and saw the blacksmith rushing towards him, a snow-white flying knife suddenly popped out from the raised crutch, and shot straight at Ye Shuang!

Yang Kang remained motionless, before Ye Shuang could see how he was moving, the flying knife was caught between his fingers and could not hurt him at all.

If it weren't for the dire situation at the moment, Ye Shuang would really applaud him.

Another flying knife flew towards him, and in an instant, Yang Kang also caught it between his fingers, and then turned his hand and threw it, and the two flying knives shot towards the blacksmith not far away.

The blacksmith raised his crutch to block it, and the flying knife hit the crutch, making a piercing sound of impact.

Before he could fall to the ground, he was kicked in the chest.

The kick was so heavy that the blacksmith's blood surged up immediately, his throat was sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body also flew out, hitting the ground hard.Originally, both his legs were completely broken, and both crutches were already out of his hands, so this fall became more difficult.

Yang Kang picked up an iron crutch from the ground, calmly came to stand beside the blacksmith, looked at him condescendingly, and pressed the tip of the crutch to his throat.

"Akang! Don't!" Ye Shuang rushed over and grabbed Yang Kang's arm, "Don't hurt him."

Seeing that the blood on his face had meandered into his neck, Yang Kang's eyes were stained with blood, and his face was terribly cold.

Ye Shuang called him in a low voice: "Akang..."

Yang Kang was silent for a moment, and finally threw away the iron crutch in his hand.

The blacksmith straightened up with difficulty, put his hands on the ground, crawled backwards, and leaned his body on the steps in front of the blacksmith shop, his chest heaving violently.

Without saying a word, Yang Kang pulled Ye Shuang to leave, but Ye Shuang stood still, "Akang, what are you doing?"

Yang Kang looked back at him, "Heal the wound."

Ye Shuang said: "It's just a small slit, it's okay, I have something to ask him."

"No, I'll ask after the injury is treated." Yang Kang insisted.

Ye Shuang begged softly: "Akang..."

Yang Kang simply picked him up and walked away.

Ye Shuang kept bouncing in his arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Hey! What are you doing?! What kind of rascal are you playing in this blue sky and broad daylight! Put me down quickly! Yang Kang! If you do this again, I really want to Angry!"

Yang Kang didn't say a word, but hugged him even tighter.

Seeing passers-by pointing fingers at them, Ye Shuang was so ashamed that she could only bury her face in Yang Kang's arms, pretending to be an ostrich, "Damn Akang! I hate you so much!"

Yang Kang carried him to a medical center on West Street.

Mr. helped Ye Shuang clean the wound, and Yang Kang stood by.

"Does it hurt?" Yang Kang asked.

"It doesn't hurt." Ye Shuang said without thinking.But it still kind of hurts.

Ye Shuang disliked him, "Hey, go over there, it's in the way."

Yang Kang moved half a step to the side.

After cleaning the wound, he applied medicine again, and wrapped it with a muslin cloth, and he was fine.

Ye Shuang was thinking about the blacksmith, and after paying the money, she rushed back.

Yang Kang followed him closely, and only then remembered to ask the whole story, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. When I entered the shop, before I even said a word, he came to beat me with a cane." Ye Shuang was also confused, paused, and then said: "Is it because I Drinking too much offended him, but I don't remember?"

Yang Kang shook his head, "No."

"That's really evil." Ye Shuang said.

Yang Kang said: "Go back and ask and you will know."

Ye Shuang said angrily, "I was going to ask him just now, why did you drag me to heal the wound?"

Yang Kang said: "Your injury is more serious than anything else."

Ye Shuang felt warm in her heart and stopped answering.