A tall figure emerged from behind the trash can.

If Gu Zhihuan was here, he would definitely take out the communication orb mercilessly, slap it at him three hundred and sixty degrees, and then send it to Qin Yu to frantically mock the miserable situation of Young Master Han.

Han Yue's robe had been torn before he left the Punishment Division, and the two sleeves hung on his arms, revealing bloodstained forearms.

There was something wrong with his posture, and he was bent over abnormally.

The robe at the back of his waist was cut open by a sharp weapon, revealing a hideous wound.

Every time I moved, it was an unbearable pain.

Han Yue gasped, I don't know if the night was too cold, his expression looked extremely indifferent, and there was no emotion in his black eyes.

There was only an elusive dead silence.

As if he couldn't feel the wound on his body, he stood out from behind the trash can with an expressionless face, and was about to leave, and his body was like a beating.

Behind him, the sound of scolding gradually approached again.

Han Yue's eyes were cold, he lowered his head, and he didn't dare to run directly, this road was too quiet, the footsteps were a little heavier, and its echo could be heard across the two alleys.

Therefore, Han Yue had to lighten his pace, try to make his pace a little bigger, and walk forward.

Just go out of this alley and turn right to get to the place where he parked his carriage.

Han Yue rarely disliked his luxurious carriage, otherwise he would not have been forced to stop outside and enter the alley alone.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer.

When those people turned around the alley, they happened to see Han Yue's back when he was about to walk out, and immediately yelled: "Damn, there are people!" Pursue! ”

Han Yue frowned and strode straight away.

In the middle of the action, the wound on the back opened again.

Fiery, bright red blood soaked half of his robe through the wound.

With too much blood loss, Han Yue's body involuntarily began to turn cold.

Accidentally, he stumbled under his feet, Han Yue's body shook, and his running action instinctively stopped.

"Run? Haha, for Lao Tzu to stop! The man in black was overjoyed and accelerated his rush forward.

Han Yue looked down at the thing that stumbled under his feet and narrowed his eyes.

This is the long knife that the group of people dropped when they chased after him.

It was about twenty centimeters long, and the blade was still stained with his blood.

Han Yue bent down and picked up the knife.

The elegant and neat movements seem to be just picking up the documents that he accidentally dropped.

He didn't smile, the corners of his mouth tense.

The tough facial features are covered with a layer of cold evil aura.

"Yo, the little bunny still wants to fight hard? Big young master, hahahaha, don't be funny, have you ever killed someone, and you still have a knife? Don't hurt yourself. When the man in black saw it, he couldn't help but laugh.

Han Yue lowered his head and buttoned the buttons of his robe one by one, rolled up the cuffs that had been tattered, hooked his lips, showed a somewhat solemn smile, and spit out two words in a short manner: "Really?" ”

He was smiling, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

The whole person is like a beast on the verge of predicament, patiently licking its paws, ready to burst out at any time.

The man in black subconsciously shuddered.

"How do you know I haven't killed anyone?" A layer of inconspicuous blood qi floated in Han Yue's eyes.

The man in black was stunned and then felt that his reaction was too ridiculous, how could Han Yue, a noble son who grew up in a honey pot, really kill someone.

"When you die, you still have a hard mouth. Brothers, come on! As soon as the man in black raised his hand, the five people immediately rushed towards Han Yue in unison.

Han Yue lifted the knife in his hand, closed his eyes, and was about to raise the hand holding the knife when he was held down from behind.

The man's hand was very hot, in the middle of winter, like a fire, covering Han Yue's hand holding the knife, and the other hand hugged Han Yue's waist directly from behind.

This action gives people the illusion of hugging.

The next moment, Han Yue was directly picked up by the man, thrown behind, and simply snatched the knife in his hand neatly, and stood in front of him.

"Young Master Han, didn't your brother Qin tell you that children will wet the bed at night when they play with knives?" Gu Zhihuan's voice sounded in the dim with a sense of playfulness.

To put it mildly, it was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, shattering the blood in Han Yue's eyes.

When the man in black saw someone appear, he was stunned for a moment, and then when he saw that the person who came was a woman, he instantly showed a malicious smile.

They quickly exchanged an extremely inferior look, and several people rushed towards Gu Zhihuan.

Gu Zhihuan sneered, moved his neck, kicked his feet, Ling Feng jumped up, and kicked heavily on the chest of the person wearing the big gold chain at the front.

Her strength was extremely strong, and the big gold chain was defenseless, and she was kicked and stumbled a few steps, and fell into the trash can behind her, and her two feet were supported by ghosts.

The rest of the people glanced at each other, and immediately became vigilant, and one of the bucktooth brothers had even taken out a dagger that was bright and dangling, scolded in a low voice, and stabbed Gu Zhihuan in the chest.

His speed was fast and ruthless, and he was obviously murderous.

I don't know if I have learned this specifically, or if I have experience in fighting, Brother Luoya is accurate and ruthless, and a few knives are almost close to Gu Zhihuan's body.

If it weren't for the fact that Gu Zhihuan had not been transferred to work in the Criminal Division of Yuzhou in his early years, he had practiced a body that would never be touched by the elderly, and he would have been poked into a sieve at this moment.

Gu Zhihuan took a few steps back one after another, avoiding Brother Luoya's attack, and at the same time did not forget to put one hand in front of Han Yue and push him to the corner of the alley by pressing him.

With the help of his brothers, the big gold chain crawled out of the garbage can, and with a face full of anger, he found an iron rod the thickness of a palm, and laughed evilly.

The sound of the iron rod rubbing on the ground irritates the eardrum of the human body.

Gu Zhihuan didn't have time to escape at all under Brother Luoya's attack, she squinted her eyes and slammed a left hook into Brother Luoya's mouth, breaking his two buckteeth alive.

When he covered his mouth, Gu Zhihuan took the opportunity to pick up the half-cut brick that was thrown on the ground and smashed it the top of Brother Luoya's head.

Brother Luoya was smashed squarely, and after his eyes were dull for half a second, his body went weak and he fell.

Gu Zhihuan stepped on his body, took the lead in rushing to the big gold chain, grabbed his forearm skillfully with one hand, and pressed his five fingers hard, but he didn't know where he pressed the big gold chain, the big gold chain only felt that his small arm was instantly sore, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the iron rod in his hand had changed hands.

After getting the weapon, Gu Zhihuan was like a tiger with wings, and knocked these people to the ground in a few blows.

She stepped on the face of the big gold chain, bent down, groped on her waist, and then found that she had forgotten to bring the spirit rope when she went out, and she couldn't help but move.

The mouth of the big gold chain was almost on the ground, his wrist was already dislocated, and he stared at Gu Zhihuan in a cold sweat, as if he wanted to eat people: "Don't let go of me yet, which way are you, do you know who we are doing business for?" ”

"She's not on the road." Han Yue leaned against the wall, his face pale, but he hadn't forgotten to maintain his personable appearance at such a time.

The big gold chain frowned.

Han Yue grinned: "You can't mix her like this on the road." ”