Wen Xinyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the distance was calculated, just after the other party sent a sharp sword at his snow-white neck, the two plain white fingers quickly and accurately clamped the sword body, and the other party was shocked by his inner strength while holding the sword weapon, and then he looked at him in surprise.

It's not that he hasn't fought before, and obviously at that time, this man didn't show his true strength.

And now, the two parties are against each other, he is almost defeated without suspense, and he can't help but have a trace of happiness in his eyes, fortunately the other party is a cripple, otherwise if he moves freely, he is afraid that he will not be able to go back alive.

"I think I can't kill you like this."

When Wen Xinyuan spoke, his tone was always flat, even at this time.

Ran Heya, a layman, didn't see anything exciting, but he saw that the sword sent by the assassin seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't move an inch further.

And Wen Xinyuan was still relatively relaxed, and he was able to free up another hand and gently patted the armrest of his wheelchair.

Who would have thought that this would turn out to be a mechanism.

After Wen Xinyuan's hand was raised, the mechanism under the armrest suddenly activated, and the honeycomb sprayed out a lot of hidden weapons in the direction of the man in black, the man was taken aback, and he couldn't care about the sword in his hand, and his short body rolled on the ground in embarrassment, which saved his life.

The sword fell on Wen Xinyuan's hand like this, Wen Xinyuan played with it with no interest, his fingertips were slightly forced, and the long sword that seemed to be sharp after all broke into two in his hand, and he lightly opened his thin lips: "It's a pity." ”

It's a pity that it's not that the sword is broken, but that the other party's movements are a little slower, and he should be a dead man now.

The man watched as his saber was broken, his eyes were red, and his muscles were bruised, and he did not dare to move even if he was full of resentment.

Because he was sitting in a wheelchair with a cold and fairy-like appearance, his hand was put on the place where the mechanism was activated again, and he looked at him boredly, and after a short fight, the situation between the two had been completely reversed.

"Look at your surprised look, why, didn't the person who sent you tell you that I am strong?"

The assassin did not speak, but frowned tightly, his face full of reluctance to be humiliated.

He's really strong.

The rampant Jin family wants to be afraid of him,

It seems that the professional killer is also played by him.

What is the identity of this person?

Ran Heya, who witnessed all this, was silent, and now if she felt that Wen Xinyuan was just a businessman in a medical hall, then she would be a big fool!

"If you want to live, you have two choices, either tell the master behind you, or tell the whereabouts of the Nine Turns Needle Method, or die."

What kind of bullshit choice is this, the assassin's eyes widened in protest, he wanted to live, but the master behind the scenes was noble, and it was a dead end to say it, and what kind of bullshit nine-turn stitch method, he had never heard of it at all!

From Ran Heya's angle, you can see that this person is dishonestly smiling.

The smile was sinister, and she chuckled in her heart, vaguely guessing that he was trying to cheat.

"Isn't this the female doctor of your medical center?"

Hearing the other party mention Ran Heya, Wen Xinyuan reflexively looked back in the direction he had misled, and it was by taking advantage of this brief opportunity that the assassin swooped down and rushed towards Wen Xinyuan, Wen Xinyuan felt the approach of the killing intent and wanted to guard against it too late.

The man was already holding a dagger and stabbing Wen Xinyuan in the eyes.

He played well with his calculations, if Wen Xinyuan was blind, how could he control those hidden weapons, wouldn't he be tortured by himself.

"Be careful!"

At the critical moment, the petite figure that came out of nowhere blocked in front of Wen Xinyuan without hesitation, and the dagger stabbed into her chest, and the assassin was shocked by this sudden change.

His mouth really opened up, and the female doctor really appeared.

"Heya!"

In a hurry, Wen Xinyuan slapped the assassin who was close at hand, Ran Heya's body thought to be a kite with a broken string, and it staggered and fell into Wen Xinyuan's arms, Wen Xinyuan hugged the person tightly in his arms, maybe he didn't even notice it himself, he had always been light and self-controlled, and he was extremely flustered at the moment.

Seeing that the other party was in a mess, the assassin was happy and said that this was a good opportunity, grabbing the dagger and going up again, but he was shocked by the coldness behind him, and instinctively avoided it, and actually dodged the fatal sword by mistake.

The mysterious man who once saved Ran Heya is back.

He was originally asked by Ran Heya to chase people, but he didn't come back until he was halfway through the chase, and he was afraid that he would fall for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and when he rushed back, he happened to see the scene of Ran Heya's serious injury.

"Take her away."

Holding the sword in front of Wen Xinyuan and Ran Heya, the mysterious man said concisely and terrifyingly.

Ran Heya really wanted to ask others if they had caught it, but now that pain had occupied all her senses, as long as she wanted to speak, there would be a suffocating pain coming to her.

Grandma's, where is this poke?

Wen Xinyuan skillfully pried open Ran Heya's mouth and stuffed a pill into Ran Heya's mouth, his movements were quite calm at the moment, if he ignored the thin sweat on his forehead.

"You gave me food—" Ran Heya felt that the pain in her body seemed to ease a little, so she didn't ask.

Wen Xinyuan hugged him, and was about to take her down the mountain with a wheelchair in one hand, Ran Heya asked weakly in his arms: "Let's leave him like this?" ”

For the mysterious person, Ran Heya still has a good impression, after all, he saved himself three times and twice, and he is a reliable life-saving benefactor.

Wen Xinyuan's face turned cold, but for the sake of Ran Heya's injury, he still opened a simple explanation, "He is very good at kung fu." ”

So, can't die.

How does it sound like you know the mysterious man very well?

"Childe!"

Ran Heya's spirit was shocked, because she heard that this loud voice was Xiao Xu's voice.

When Xiao Xiang saw that their son-in-law was covered in blood, the whole person was about to go crazy, but when he looked closely, the blood seemed to be Miss Ran's, and he was much calmer.

Observing this, Ran Heya wanted to explode very much.

"Save people."

Wen Xinyuan calmly commanded, Xiao Yu understood, picked up the seriously injured Ran Heya, and then pushed their son-in-law down the mountain, but there was little nagging on the road.

"Childe, what do you say you are trying to do, I said that I was going to find Miss Ran, but you didn't let it, but you were good, you sneaked out to find it alone, you are golden, in case something goes wrong......"

"Shut up!"