"Girl, if you are offended, please don't say anything. I will definitely not hurt you."
A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Ye Jintang whispered, "What a coincidence, hero."
Only then did the man in black lower his head and see Ye Jintang's face clearly.
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and he never expected that by such a coincidence, he would meet Ye Jintang when he was running for his life.
"Jiang Mo, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble the girl again this time."
Ye Jintang couldn't help laughing when he heard the name of the man in black.
Jiang Mo = Jiang Mo?
She also has green onions, which is a very interesting name.
Ye Jintang's smile relieved a lot of the embarrassment between the two of them. At the same time, she also discovered that the man's injuries this time were more serious than last time. In addition to the old wounds on his arms, there were two sword wounds on his back.
These two sword wounds were more terrifying than the last time. The flesh was turned outwards, which made Ye Jintang feel uncomfortable.
"Mr. Jiang, do you want to take care of your injuries now?"
"It's okay, let's wait for a while."
Jiang Mo took out a stick of incense from his arms, lit it, and inserted it on the incense burner by the window.
From a distance, there is a faint scent of mugwort. Those who don't know it think it is an incense stick to smoke mosquitoes.
But Ye Jintang didn't believe that this incense was only used to smoke mosquitoes.
"Someone is hunting me, and incense is used to cover up the smell of blood."
After finishing his words, Jiang Mo blew out the candle with a pop.
"somebody is coming."
The room suddenly entered darkness. He took Ye Jintang's hand and hid behind the canopy bed.
This position just makes it possible to see everything in the yard, but the people in the yard cannot see the people in the house.
Jiang Mo and Ye Jintang were very close to each other. Ye Jintang could even smell the smell of blood on Jiang Mo's body, but also a faint medicinal fragrance.
It seems that the injury last time has not fully healed.
What on earth does he do and why does he get hurt every three days?
Not long after, Ye Jintang vaguely heard slight footsteps coming from the yard.
Under the moonlight, a dozen people could be seen coming into the yard.
Judging from the figures, they should all be men. They were dressed in black, their faces covered, and they were holding weapons such as swords.
Ye Jintang was filled with anxiety. With so many people coming at once, Zhou Cong and Zhou Wuwei couldn't handle it.
Even if there is an injured Jiang Mo, they can only let the mermaid eat.
Ye Jintang, who felt very unhappy, stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Mo's waist hard.
"You are really powerful. You have attracted so many people to my yard. Do you want to kill me?"
Ye Jintang lowered his voice and wanted to bite Jiang Mo's neck twice.
"I didn't bring these men in black. There are only two people chasing me."
Ye Jintang was a little dumbfounded? So what's going on with these dozen men in black?
He can't be a gangster who robs people's homes.
But this was in Yuezhou City. If there were three or two thieves, she believed that if there were more than a dozen at a time, they were not as simple as thieves.
The man in black was obviously targeting the main house, the room where Ye Jintang slept.
"Boss, should we go directly to the main house to arrest people?"
"Well, please move quickly. Just capture Ye Jintang and kill everyone else."
"I have seen the two little girls next to Miss Ye. They are both very charming. Why don't we take these two little girls back too? I just need a wife."
"Go away, wait until you have money in your hand, what kind of wife can't you marry?"
"Move quickly. It's not like you don't know what kind of person Governor Song is. If you mess up his affairs, none of you will feel better."
When Ye Jintang in the room heard the word "Governor Song", he really felt a toothache from hatred.
It seemed that she was still too slow. She should have poisoned Governor Song earlier, and there would be no trouble today.
"Mr. Jiang, can we fight our way out?"
Ye Jintang calmed down quickly. She had to survive today. She ordered Governor Song to be cut into pieces and thrown into a mass grave to feed the dogs.
"That depends on how good their kung fu is."
At this moment, Jiang Mo had a long sword in his hand. If the men in black outside dared to rush into the house, the long sword in his hand would kill them immediately.
Ye Jintang's heart was in his throat. With so many people in black, it might not be easy to get away today.
Just as the men in black quietly surrounded the main house, two more men in black came to the yard.
Both groups were dressed similarly. The only difference was that the swords held by the two men in black looked more expensive.
The two sides met each other and started working without saying anything.
"Damn it, these two guys dare to ambush us. Come on, let me chop them all into pieces."
I don't know who shouted.
Ye Jintang felt that the two boys in that man's mouth should be Zhou Cong and Zhou Wuwei.
Did he mistake the man in black for the Zhou brothers?
The dozen or so men in black who came first, relying on the large number of people on their side, did not take the two men in black that followed seriously at all.
But once the two sides met, their superiority was immediately apparent.
The later two men in black were obviously more powerful in kung fu, and killing people was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
"Hard stubble, run quickly."
In the darkness, someone threw a poisonous smoke bomb in the yard. The few men in black who were still alive ran away without caring about collecting the bodies of their friends.
And the two men in black didn't expect that the other party would use these despicable methods, and they would fall for it without even noticing.
Jiang Mo, who had been hiding in the house, seized the opportunity. Two small flying knives instantly cut through the night sky and landed between the eyebrows of the two men in black.
The two of them didn't understand until their death that they died suddenly because they were obviously excellent in martial arts.
All this happened very quickly, there was not much sound of swords in the yard, and it didn't even wake up Zhang Juren next door.
When the smoke dissipated and the courtyard returned to calm, Zhou Cong and Zhou Wuwei, who lived in the wing, lit lanterns and came out.
"Master, it's nothing. Please don't come out. Wuwei and I will clean up the yard."
Zhou Cong's voice was slightly trembling, which showed that he was hiding in the room just now and saw everything, and he was very frightened.
"I'm not afraid."
Ye Jintang brought the fire sticks and lit the candles in the room.
"A total of several people died outside."
"Five."
Zhou Cong pretended to be calm, walked around the yard, and even reached out and pulled off the man in black's mask.
"Do you know them?"
"It's very embarrassing."
Ye Jintang opened the door to the inner room and saw Luzhu and Forsythia shivering in the outer corner. They covered their mouths for fear of making any sound.
Not far away, Grandma Liu was holding a pair of scissors in her hand, ready to fight the gangster at any time.
Luzhu and Forsythia heard Ye Jintang's voice and wanted to stand up, but their legs were weak and they couldn't stand up.
It was Aunt Liu who stepped forward to support the two of them before they managed to stand up.
"Mother Liu, don't go out yet. Wait until I go out and take a look."
Five people died at once in the small yard. The smell of blood could be smelled even standing in the house. She didn't want the three of them to see such a horrific scene.
"Girl, don't go out, let Zhou Cong handle it."
"It doesn't matter."
Ye Jintang smiled bitterly. The Zhou brothers were only half-grown children. How could they handle such a difficult matter.
Jiang Mo in the room did not expect Ye Jintang to be so courageous. With so many people dying outside, she was not afraid at all and even went out to check it out herself.
He looked at Ye Jintang in the yard through the window with some curiosity.
She was obviously as weak as a little kitten, but a gentle pinch could kill her.
But nothing she did was like what a weak little girl could do.
