frightfiction Chapter 224: The Weak Scholar
Chapter 224: The Weak Scholar
A group of people suddenly rushed out, holding sharp blades. Le An quickly threw the crying kid into the car, then said to Xia Yang, "Go in, don't come out." Then he turned around and started fighting with the group of people.
Xia Yang chatted with the little crybaby in the car: "Where are your dad and mom?"
"At home." The little crybaby pointed to a high-end villa area not far away.
"Why are you here?"
"I want to eat candy. My parents are mean and won't let me eat it." The little crybaby became more and more aggrieved: "I took my own New Year's money and secretly went out to buy it myself." The tightly clenched little hand opened, revealing a wrinkled banknote.
Xia Yang sighed: "Why come here to buy candy? There is no supermarket here."
The little crybaby started crying again: "The supermarket was lost! I met an uncle, and he said the supermarket was out for a walk, and I could take it and look for it. Then I found myself here."
Xia Yang looked at the battle outside the car and patted the little crying boy's head: "Are you afraid of fighting?"
"Don't be afraid!" the voice was loud.
"Don't be afraid, but you can't look. Cover your eyes. If I find out you're peeking, I won't hug you." Xia Yang threatened.
The little crybaby immediately covered his eyes with his two chubby hands, and then, as if that wasn't enough, he turned around, stuck out his butt, and buried his face in the seat.
Xia Yang patted his head amusedly and said softly, "Good boy, brother will be here soon."
Then he took out two daggers from the car and hid them in his sleeves.
There were especially many people this time, and even Le An was a little overwhelmed. Xia Yang got out of the car, and Le An just managed to dodge a knife and retreat to Xia Yang's side. Xia Yang raised her hand to support him.
"Young Master..." Before Le An could finish his words, Xia Yang gave him a look, and then he shut up. He coughed lightly and collapsed against the car, "Young Master, go ahead and leave me alone!" He coughed a few more times. Xia Yang's mouth twitched barely noticeably. This kid, who watches TV shows every day, has learned this? Such exaggerated acting skills are probably only enough to fool the little crybaby in the car.
"Leave? None of you can leave today!" the leader laughed.
Xia Yang's eyes twitched again when he heard this. Compared to him, his Le An was more knowledgeable. These people didn't usually watch dramas, yet they believed such exaggerated acting.
"Wait." Xia Yang interrupted the person who was about to rush over: "Why do you keep coming to trouble me? Who sent you here?"
"No one sent us, we just don't like you."
Xia Yang smiled and said, "Are you so cautious? Since you chose to act here, it means that the surrounding surveillance systems are ineffective. I just want to understand."
The other side remained silent. Xia Yang glanced at them sideways and continued, "Forget it, then make your move. You've already rewarded my men, and I, a weak scholar, can't resist you." Xia Yang leaned against the car as if resigned to his fate. "It's just that Ying Beiyun probably only wants to capture me alive to hold Fu Xiuyan hostage, not to kill me. I can go with you, but you have to let my men go."
The leader snorted coldly: "We must take you away alive. I'm afraid he won't get away alive."
"Oh? So they were really sent by Ying Beiyun." Xia Yang said lightly. The few people realized that they had been tricked by him. Then they remembered that the surveillance here had been destroyed long ago. The two people in front of them had lost their fighting ability. The frustration they had been holding back for a while was finally released at this moment: "So what if it is. If you cooperate, I can make sure you don't suffer any more."
Xia Yang yawned lazily: "It's good that you admitted it. It's worth my while to accompany you to act out this show. Acting is really tiring. I don't know how he has persisted for so many years." Xia Yang muttered softly.
"What?" The people on the opposite side gradually approached. But the young man who had just been idle and resigned to his fate suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes and moved quickly. He took a big step forward, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, the leader's right eye was bleeding profusely.
The scene happened so suddenly that they even maintained their mocking expressions. Before they could react, Xia Yang slashed several more people's eyes. When they tried to resist, they were completely defeated by Xia Yang. They had followed this young man for a long time, but they had never known he had such skills. With such skills, why did he hire such a powerful bodyguard?!
Le An and Xia Yang joined forces and knocked several people to the ground in less than a quarter of an hour.
This was the scene Fu Xiuyan saw when he hurried over. His voice trembled: "Xia Xia?"
Xia Yang turned around and saw the person who should have been in the crew: "Why are you back?"
Fu Xiuyan said nothing. He strode over to Xia Yang and touched her cheek with his fingertips. His hands were cold, the coldness of fear. Xia Yang shrank back at the coldness of his hands. "What's wrong?"
The next moment, Fu Xiuyan's thumb gently touched his brow, and then Xia Yang heard him let out a long sigh.
Xia Yang didn't understand what was going on. She grabbed Fu Xiuyan's hand and took it away from his face. She saw red blood on his thumb and frowned: "It's not mine."
"Fortunately it's not yours." Fu Xiuyan said in a deep voice, checking Xia Yang's other parts to see if they were injured.
There was a commotion not far away. Soon, a group of uniformed men arrived, escorting a number of people and apprehending those lying on the ground.
"Wait." Fu Xiuyan said. Then he gritted his teeth and whispered to Xia Yang, "I'll settle the score with you when we get back."
Xia Yang shrank his neck.
Le An leaned over and said, "Why would he want to settle accounts with you? Aren't you a victim? He should feel sorry for you."
Xia Yang looked up at the sky, his words flickering: "Maybe he's jealous of my fighting ability."
Le An looked at those people. Each of them had a wound on his face. The wound was not deep, but now it looked bloody and scary. He nodded and said, "Well, you are quite a fighter. But you can't hit me in the future."
Holding a dagger, Xia Yang acted like a wolf cub, decisive and ruthless. And that look in his eyes, he seemed to see Fu Xiuyan in the army back then. It was so scary. He was completely different from the Xia Yang he had seen sparring with Old Man Yu before.