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Chapter 72: The Death of Aunt Zhang (Part 2)

"Zhang..." Sun Xiaoyue was about to open her mouth, but immediately realized something was wrong. Almost at the same time, Chen Han's hand was already pressing on her mouth.

Chen Han glanced at her, shook his head slightly, indicating that she could not exhale.

Chen Han grabbed Sun Xiaoyue's hand and wrote with his finger on her hand: "After following me, don't make a sound. When I left just now, I saw Aunt Zhang. If something really happened, the other party should be still nearby. Perhaps, at this moment, he was watching us ready to take action. Now we can't retreat. Instead, we give him a chance. We have to pretend that we don't know. If something really happened, you can act a normal person."

After writing, Chen Han continued to walk towards the villa as if nothing had happened, and at the same time chatted with Sun Xiaoyue: "Your injury has recovered almost. I think it's time for me to go back to the hospital. I'll prescribe a few more medicines for you and you can take care of yourself."

Chen Han turned too fast, and he was just like a real thing. He said it casually, as if it was really something was going on.

"Oh... OK." Sun Xiaoyue also has a certain ability to control herself, but she is much worse than Chen Han. She nodded and looked a little stiff.

My heart was in chaos at this moment, and I kept praying. Aunt Zhang must not have any trouble. Since childhood, Aunt Zhang brought her to the top like her mother. The so-called raising grace is greater than raising grace. The feeling with Aunt Zhang is a real inseparable family affection.

Care is confusion. If it weren't for Chen Han, Sun Xiaoyue would definitely not have walked into the villa so peacefully.

"Ah...Aunt Zhang..." As soon as she entered the villa, at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, Aunt Zhang was lying in a pool of blood. A lot of blood was flowing from the ground, and the pot of vegetables was pressing under her body.

There was no need to pretend at all. Sun Xiaoyue's tears had already flowed down and she rushed forward.

Chen Han also pretended to be very panicked and stepped forward: "...what is wrong?"

Sun Xiaoyue picked up Aunt Zhang, and Chen Han's hand was pressed on her major artery. It was too weak, so she looked at the bleeding. Even if there was a blood coagulation pump around her now, it was useless. The other party directly stabbed her heart artery, and it was not fatal, allowing the other party to clearly feel the blood flowing out and slowly die.

"Woo...Aunt Zhang, you can't die, woo...Aunt Zhang, I'm Xiaoyue...Aunt Zhang...Woo..." Sun Xiaoyue shouted desperately.

Although her family is very powerful, her birth is not very popular. The person she has loved the most since childhood was Aunt Zhang, but now Aunt Zhang has been killed because of herself.

Chen Han immediately took out a few silver needles and inserted them into Aunt Zhang's body. She still had the last trace of breath and vitality. Stimulating her can make her awake for a minute or two, and then she will die.

Chen Han's needles are famous, and were originally called "returning needles", which means returning to light.

After these few needles, Aunt Zhang's body immediately became energetic and her eyes gradually opened.

When Aunt Zhang saw Sun Xiaoyue, she ignored her wounds and the rapidly lost blood. She actually raised her hand and pushed Sun Xiaoyue: "Xiaoyue...Xiaoyue...Run...I didn't tell him...I didn't tell him you were there, run..."

"Aunt Zhang... Woo... I'm sorry for you..." Seeing that Aunt Zhang was still thinking about her safety at the last moment of her life, Sun Xiaoyue's heart hurt like she was torn apart.

Chen Han couldn't like Aunt Zhang because she was too nagging and kept talking. But she couldn't say it was annoying, because Chen Han saw it very clearly that Aunt Zhang was not meant to be bad-hearted, just like an elder caring for the younger generation. Maybe you don't like her way, but her starting point is definitely good.

At this moment, Chen Han was also very moved, but he could not feel distracted. The other party might take action at any time. He held Sun Xiaoyue's dagger in his cuffs.

"Xiaoyue... be good... obedient, run quickly... hurry..." Aunt Zhang had used up her last trace of strength. Her hand pushing Sun Xiaoyue slowly fell down, her eyes gradually lost their luster, and her chest no longer rose and fell.

"Mom..." From childhood to adulthood, Sun Xiaoyue shouted at the top of her lungs.

At this moment, with a "bang...", there was a storage room under the stairs on the second floor. Someone suddenly broke through the wooden stairs and cut two scimitars in his hand towards Chen Han and Sun Xiaoyue's throats.

Although Sun Xiaoyue still remembers what Chen Han said, knowing that the other party did not leave here and knowing that the other party would take action, she did not dodge the other party's attack as Chen Han said at this moment and let Chen Han deal with it.

The two handfuls of sand that had been secretly held in his hand were raised directly.

"Swoosh...swoosh..." The man moved the scimitar in his hand, and instantly it was like a knife-light mirror. All the sand was blocked, and his offensive was weakened.

Sun Xiaoyue was covered in blood because she was holding Aunt Zhang. At this time, the other party came out and started fighting. She calmed down a lot. Seeing that the sand was ineffective, she put down Aunt Zhang's body and suddenly rolled out.

After all, the other party stopped the sand, and Sun Xiaoyue was ready to react much faster than before, so she directly avoided it.

The man was very surprised, and what surprised him even more was that on the other side, Chen Han was like a magic trick, and a dagger in his hand had already blocked his scimitar.

"Do..." The sound is amazing. Chen Han used the dagger made by Sun Xiaoyue, but it was not a special one.

With all his strength, Chen Han felt his wrists numb, and his body had to lean back slightly to remove the force, and the scimitar almost cut off the dagger.

Xie Scorpion was in his early forties, tall and long, and his arms were much longer than ordinary people. I don’t know if it was innate or acquired cultivation. The two scimitars in his hand were already superb. Last time, his head was scratched, probably for the sake of stitching. All the hair on his head was shaved, and a stitched wound was still there, like a big centipede hanging on his head. In addition, his anger seemed even more ferocious: "Looking for death..."

Seeing that the doctor Chen Han actually blocked his own knife, Xie Si shouted angrily, and as soon as the scimitar in his hand rotated, he wanted to cut off Chen Han's wrist.

His movements were fast, and Chen Han's movements were not slow either. Chen Han's hand suddenly turned, and he actually gave up the dagger in his hand, moving with the rotation of his wrist with the rotation of the scimitar.

"Well..." Xie Si suddenly felt a loss of strength in his wrist, and suddenly there was a severe pain in his hand. He hurriedly retracted his scimitar and slashed it with another knife.

At this point, Chen Han suddenly retreated.

"Bang..." Before Xie Sha continued to pursue, Xie Sha felt that the hand he was about to cut Chen Han's wrist suddenly became powerless and the scimitar fell to the ground.

"Ah..." The pain was trembling, Xie Scorpion covered his wrist in pain.
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