Chapter 952: The Leftover Watch (9)

It wasn't until some blood fell on the ground and made a ticking sound that the middle-aged man woke up suddenly. Looking at the blade piercing Lu Bancheng's leg, he was slightly stunned, then smiled, stretched out his hand, and clapped his mouth. Said: "I didn't see it, you are still an infatuated kind, it's really touching..."

The middle-aged man made an expression of being moved, and excitedly read a poem: "...Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death..."

After he stopped clapping his hands, the middle-aged man changed his tone, and his tone became sharp again: "...However, we agreed on three swords, and there are still two swords left, let's continue..."

Lu Bancheng's fingertips holding the handle of the knife trembled slightly because of the pain, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips lost their color.

The middle-aged man waited for about a minute. Seeing that he hadn't made any follow-up actions, he gave the man with the knife a look without being too lazy to talk.

Before the man with the knife exerted any force on his hand, Lu Bancheng gritted his teeth and pulled the knife out of his leg.

The blood flow became more violent, and after a while, the pants were dyed red.

Facing the middle-aged man's watching eyes, he raised his hand firmly again, and stabbed his thigh twice, making him grunt in pain, and then he pulled it out, holding the knife in his hand Luo stabbed in for the third time.

The pain made him gasp, and then he held his breath, slowly raised his head, and met the eyes of the man with the knife. After a while, he shook his teeth, and the words were clear and every word asked: "Can you take the knife away from her?"

The man with the knife looked at the middle-aged man.

I have become like this, and I still think about this woman... The middle-aged man sneered in his heart, and nodded at the man with the knife.

The man with the knife put away the knife, put it in his pocket, let go of Xu Wenwen's collar, and she fell limply on the ground again.

The middle-aged man glanced at the stabbed three times on his leg, and obviously couldn't hold on any longer. Lu Bancheng, who knelt down slowly on the ground, said to the man who had been kicked twice by Lu Bancheng: "Find a rope, put him Bundle up."

"yes."

Hearing the response, the middle-aged man took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked leisurely as if he had solved a serious problem in his heart.

He couldn't just fall down, he had to ensure her safety.

What's more, whether Wu Hao can rescue Xu Wennuan from these three people is unknown, and he can't leave her in such an unknown danger.

So, even if he falls, he will save her...

Lu Bancheng endured the pain, while turning his mind in his heart, he observed the three people in the room.

Except for one man who was looking for a rope, the other two had already started chatting about other things.

Sure enough, as he had just thought, if he was not injured, the three of them would not relax their vigilance. The reason why he gave himself three swords so hard was to protect her, and the second was to let the three of them relax their vigilance.

Only in this way can he find the flaw.

He had an injury on his leg, and he couldn't last long. He had to take her to the safest place in the shortest possible time.

The safest place... Lu Bancheng's eyes fell on the glassless window behind Xu Wennuan. Outside the window was the river. Through the whistling wind, the sound of the river flowing could be faintly heard.