C213 The Final Blow
C213 The Final Blow
And this group of people seemed to have noticed this as well. They focused on Feng Ziyu, forcing Feng Ziyu to only focus on dealing with the people who were attacking him.
As time passed, Feng Ziyu and Yun Xiangxiang also pulled a lot of distance between them. However, both of them only cared about themselves and did not have the energy to care about each other.
After a period of time, most of the people in the group attacked Yun Xiangxiang. Feng Ziyu left six or seven people who were difficult to deal with on his side. Feng Ziyu also realized that he wanted to help Yun Xiangxiang. However, these people attacked Feng Ziyu even more fiercely and forcefully stopped him from thinking.
On Yun Xiangxiang's side, her eyebrows were tightly knitted together. Perhaps she had learned some Taekwondo before and barely managed to cope with the people who pounced on her. However, as more and more people gathered towards her, Yun Xiangxiang gradually felt that it was strenuous.
Unable to dodge, her arm was swung by the edge of the stick. The pain quickly spread to Yun Xiangxiang's nerves. However, before she could even let out a breath, even more people were swung.
Who on earth found this group of people? Moreover, it seemed that they were mainly targeting her. More than a dozen people were gathered on her body. Her Taekwondo was not strong to this extent. She could deal with more than a dozen people!
Yun Xiangxiang clenched her teeth and desperately dodged the incoming stick. At this time, it was no longer important whether she could cope with it or not. She could only rely on her willpower and instinct to move.
At this moment, she could only pray that Liuzi would quickly bring his men back!
As for Feng Ziyu's side, although there were only seven people, But it wasn't that he couldn't. It was because he could clearly feel that these few people who were fighting him were very difficult to deal with. Moreover, they had a strong training foundation. There was no way for him to shake them off.
One of his clones had hit Feng Ziyu in the stomach. Feng Ziyu forced himself to bear with it and kicked the person who was attacking him.
These people didn't intend to fight Feng Ziyu to the death. Their mission was to keep Feng Ziyu occupied. Because of this, Feng Ziyu couldn't get rid of these people.
On Yun Xiangxiang's side, her face was covered in sweat. The cold wind that blew over could not even dry her sweat.
She panted heavily and her movements slowed down. There were already several wounds on her body, but she could only deal with the person waving the stick numbly.
Perhaps because they noticed that Yun Xiangxiang's movements were much slower, the group of people gave each other a look and swung at Yun Xiangxiang even more fiercely.
At this time, Yun Xiangxiang already had no strength. In a daze, her leg was fiercely hit by a stick. Yun Xiangxiang could not help but fall to her knees and the stick was still swung towards her.
Yun Xiangxiang no longer had the strength to resist. She gritted her teeth. Although she was very unwilling in her heart, she could only use her arm to block all the attacks. At this time, more than ten people surrounded Yun Xiangxiang and all of them waved the stick in their hands, intending to give Yun Xiangxiang a final blow.
Feng Ziyu saw Yun Xiangxiang's situation and kicked two people away. When more than a dozen sticks were about to land on Yun Xiangxiang's body, he rushed in and blocked the last blow for Yun Xiangxiang.
The pain that she expected did not come, but there was a sticky liquid dripping from Yun Xiangxiang's hand and face. Yun Xiangxiang opened her eyes and saw blood flowing out of Feng Ziyu's forehead. It could not be stopped.
"Director Yun, are you. . . Alright?" After saying this, Feng Ziyu's consciousness became hazy and fuzzy. He fainted and his body heavily pressed on Yun Xiangxiang's body.
Yun Xiangxiang opened her eyes wide in shock. Her heart seemed to have been hit hard. Her lips kept trembling. She wanted to say something but could not say anything.
"Director Yun!"
Following Ye Xiuwen's shout, Ye Xiuwen, Liuzi and more than thirty people arrived at the door, but they saw this soul-stirring scene.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help!" Ye Xiuwen shouted loudly.
When the people in the roof saw this scene, they quickly put away the sinister smile on their faces. They lifted the whistle on their necks and blew, then quickly escaped from this place.
Yun Xiangxiang subconsciously looked over and only saw a blurry figure jump down.
When this group of people heard the whistle, they threw the wooden sticks in their hands towards Ye Xiuwen and the others who were coming over. Then they quickly ran towards the back door of the courtyard and escaped from this place.
"Stop chasing! Hurry up and send Feng Ziyu out of this place!" Seeing that they were about to chase after them, Yun Xiangxiang immediately stopped them. The most important thing right now was Feng Ziyu's injuries.
In an instant, everyone stopped in their tracks. Ye Xiuwen quickly came to Yun Xiangxiang's side and pulled the unconscious Feng Ziyu up. He put Feng Ziyu's hand on his shoulder with one hand and carried him on his back. He shouted to the people beside him, "Protect the Director Yun and leave this place quickly!"
"Yes!"
With a loud sound, one or two bodyguards came over to support Yun Xiangxiang. Although Liuzi and the others were unwilling, they could only follow Ye Xiuwen and the others and leave this place.
In half an hour, Yun Xiangxiang and the others left Vagrant Street.
While Liuzi and the others were looking for Ye Xiuwen, they came back and explained to them about Yun Xiangxiang and Feng Ziyu along the way. They also said that they would leave with their grandaunt. When Ye Xiuwen heard that, he contacted people from the outside world and sent a few cars over.
Therefore, Yun Xiangxiang and the others got into the car and quickly drove towards the hospital in the city center. On the way, Yun Xiangxiang had fainted in the car due to fatigue.
. . .
After an unknown amount of time, Yun Xiangxiang opened her eyes in a daze. What entered her eyes was the white ceiling. Feeling the strange feeling on the back of her hand, Yun Xiangxiang looked over and saw that she had shot a needle.
At this time, Yun Xiangxiang completely woke up. This was the hospital and she was wearing a hospital gown. It was currently night time, and the intense pain that came from her body was because she and Feng Ziyu were attacked.
In an instant, Yun Xiangxiang recalled the scene of Feng Ziyu blocking more than ten strikes for her, and the blood flowing down from Feng Ziyu's forehead. Yun Xiangxiang quickly sat up. She wanted to go and see how Feng Ziyu was doing!
"Director Yun, you are awake. Don't move!" Ye Xiuwen walked in with a serving of food. Seeing Yun Xiangxiang about to stand up, he quickly pressed her back onto the bed.
"Cousin, where is Feng Ziyu? I want to see him!" Yun Xiangxiang asked Ye Xiuwen anxiously. If it wasn't for her, Feng Ziyu wouldn't have been so badly injured.
"Don't move. Eat the food first. Feng Ziyu is fine, but his injuries are serious. He has already woken up. His life isn't in danger. " Ye Xiuwen replied, but his eyes became deeper.
In an instant, Yun Xiangxiang heaved a sigh of relief, and then said, "Give me the food. After eating, I will go and see him. "
Seeing Yun Xiangxiang settle down, Ye Xiuwen passed the food to her.
Yun Xiangxiang took the food and opened it. It was a bowl of porridge that was hot. Yun Xiangxiang took a spoon and a spoonful of porridge and put it into her mouth. She ate it in an unsavory manner.
She recalled the scene of the fight in her mind. After a long time, she looked at Ye Xiuwen and said, "Cousin, who are those people? Why would they attack us?"