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"Is Dad here?" Ye Xiaolou's voice trembled, and even his eyes became uneasy, "Brother, is Dad in danger?"

"What are you thinking about! Dad will come, can there be less people around? If you are worried, we will go to him quickly!"

The bodyguards of the Xiang family had already run over, at this moment Ye Xiaolou suddenly pushed Xiang Shaochen hard.

Xiang Shaochen was pushed and staggered, and before he could stand up straight, he heard two gunshots.

A bodyguard fell to the ground in response, and another bullet almost brushed against Ye Xiaolou's arm, because he turned sideways in an instant, then sprinted a few steps to the side, and jumped up on the wall.

Ye Xiaolou flew up to the wall almost flying over the eaves, then twisted his waist, volleyed in the air and landed on the two people with a side somersault.

The sight of one of them followed Ye Xiaolou's movement, but his thinking could not keep up with the movement at all, and before the gun in his hand could even be lifted up, Ye Xiaolou kicked him fiercely. When he was kicked across the head, he was kicked to the head with almost no resistance at all, fell to the ground and twitched non-stop, and lost consciousness after a few seconds.

When Ye Xiaolou landed on the ground, he turned his waist, followed by another swift roundabout kick, kicking the other person into the air!

Xiang Shaochen felt his world spinning for a while, the picture in front of him was the same as the slowed-down movie footage he saw in the projection room at home, but in fact the time interval was very short, almost giving him an unreal feeling.

Ye Xiaolou didn't give him a chance to react, he staggered suddenly after his feet hit the ground, almost fell to the ground, then ran over with a limp, pulled Xiang Shaochen up and left, and said sharply: " Those two are not from our family!"

"It's really not ours!" A bodyguard next to him exclaimed, "Young Master Lou is amazing!"

Xiang Shaochen couldn't care less about whether those two people belonged to them, and how did Ye Xiaolou see that they weren't? Ye Xiaolou's movements just now were too fast. 30 seconds of time!

Xiang Shaochen's restlessness only lasted for a short time, the road was a mess, glass shards were everywhere on the ground, and two cars were still smoking in the distance.

"Brother." Ye Xiaolou's eyes were blank for a moment, "Dad didn't come."

"He will come."

Xiang Shaochen hugged his shoulders hard, Ye Xiaolou's feet seemed to have twisted just now, and now he is walking a little staggeringly.

"Let's go home together." Ye Xiaolou turned pale, and smiled at Xiang Shaochen: "Actually, I don't want Dad to come at this time."

Xiang Shaochen touched his head.

At this time, Ye Xiaolou is the one Xiang Shaochen is most familiar with. No one can see the fragility in his eyes, but no one knows better than Xiang Shaochen. In fact, he wants to see his father now more than anyone else.

There was a loud bang not far away, as if a car had been knocked into the air again, followed by the rumbling sound of a helicopter overhead.

Xiang's support troops have arrived.

In fact, the time between Xiang Shaochen's accident and the arrival of Xiang's support troops is not long, but there are stray bullets everywhere in this place, and a huge danger may occur every minute. Xiang Shaochen's side Several bodyguards had already died, and when Ye Xiaolou saw it, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." Xiang Shaochen hugged him tightly in his arms, and the Xiang family's car drove towards this side quickly, and the strong headlights made people unable to open their eyes.

Ye Xiaolou seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, so Xiang Shaochen hugged him horizontally in his arms, pressing his head tightly into his chest.

The bodyguards of Xiang's family rushed down from the car, and the hail of bullets reached its peak.

The sound of the Xiang family's motorcade approaching was getting closer and closer, countless bodyguards of the Xiang family quickly approached them, and the rumble of the helicopter overhead was also gradually receding.

Ye Xiaolou was in Xiang Shaochen's arms, opened his eyes and looked in one direction.

"dad?"

"Father is there." Xiang Shaochen said softly, "He's here."

The black bulletproof Hummer stopped not far from them, and Xiang Yan got off before the bodyguard opened the door.

Xiang Shaochen looked down at Ye Xiaolou, and found that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his lips were bleeding from his bite. The bright red lips against the pale skin gave a shocking feeling.

But Ye Xiaolou suddenly struggled to go down, just as Xiang Shaochen put him down, Ye Xiaolou ran over there.

He can still run.

Xiang Shaochen heaved a sigh of relief, and then he heard the bodyguard who rushed to his side exclaim in surprise: "Master, have you been shot?"

Xiang Shaochen stretched out his hand to touch it, and there was blood on his hand. Although he was not hit by the bullet, the wound was quite serious.

Ye Xiaolou didn't suffer any injuries, but this run exhausted almost all of his physical strength this year, so it's a good thing he didn't pass out.

When Xiang Yan carried him into the car, he checked him up and down to make sure he was not injured, but he didn't say a word, put him away, turned around and left.

"father!"

Xiang Yan turned his head, Ye Xiaolou pulled his clothes tightly, his fingertips turned white from exertion.

"Be obedient." Xiang Yan's face was cold and gloomy in the shadow of the car door. He held Ye Xiaolou's hand in his and patted his face lightly. you."

"Where are you going?" Ye Xiaolou's voice was hoarse, his pupils were trembling slightly, obviously trying to hold back the tears, "Dad, there are many dead people outside, I seem to have accidentally killed a person, he fell on the ground When I was on the ground, I didn't move... my brother was bleeding a lot..."

Ye Xiaolou sat on the leather back seat of the car, he looked very fragile, his thin body seemed to be engulfed by shadows at any moment.

Xiang Yan held his hand only to realize that his body temperature was very cold, and even his face was pale and abnormal. Xiang Yan turned around and ordered the driver to turn up the air conditioner, then got into the car and hugged Ye Xiaolou. In my arms.

"Don't be afraid, Dad will take you home, okay?" Xiang Yan held his face with one hand, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Ye Xiaolou closed his eyes and nodded.

Xiang Yan sighed and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Someone knocked on the car window twice, after the driver lowered the car window, Xiang Shaochen's face appeared outside, his forehead and chin were covered with blood, it looked quite scary at first glance.

"Father." Xiang Shaochen grinned, but was frightened by Xiang Yan's face and shut his mouth tightly again.

——Sure enough, it's differential treatment. He obviously didn't look like this when he got out of the car and saw Ye Xiaolou just now.

"Injured?" Xiang Yan said.

"Small injury, it's okay, how is my brother?"

"I'm fine..." Ye Xiaolou said sullenly in Xiang Yan's arms.

"It's fine, I was really scared to death just now."

"Let's talk about this matter when we go back." Xiang Yan said lightly, "Let Ye An take care of the rest. You can go in another car."

At the same time, another car got on.

Xiang Rong glanced out of the car window, not far from the place where Xiang's bodyguards gathered.

After a while, he picked up the phone.

I don't know who said what on the other end of the phone, Xiang Rong frowned slightly.

"Where are you?" Xiang Rong asked coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the car window on the other side twice, and Xiang Yan hung up the phone with a blank expression.

The windows were lowered.

"I'm right here."

Because it was almost night and the light was too dark, he couldn't see his face clearly, but only heard the man's faintly smiling voice.

Xiang Rong looked at him, didn't speak, and said after a long while: "Drive."

This incident caused quite a commotion. Although the place was not a downtown area, it was also a place where people gathered. Not long after the Xiang family's convoy arrived, the siren rang.

Although Ye Xiaolou didn't suffer any injuries, he was overly frightened and his face was still ugly when he got home.

He hasn't run so much since he came here, let alone running like that desperately. Not only is his foot sprained, but the soles of his feet are even covered with blisters. The faces of these people changed in fright.

After Xiang Yan sent him home, he left in a car in a short while, and Ye Xiaolou lay on the bed alone for the doctor's examination.

The butler knew what he was worried about, and brought Mufasa and Milk over to him to have a look.

Looking at the two furry ones, Ye Xiaolou finally felt a little more relaxed.

Ye Xiaolou picked up Milk, put his forehead against his own, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Milk, I left you in the car today, didn't I scare you?"

"Meow..." Milk narrowed his eyes, obediently and motionless.

"Fortunately, you have Mufasa protecting you." Ye Xiaolou smiled and said, "If you were the only one here, I would not be willing to leave you in the car."

"Young Master Lou was shocked." The housekeeper also had lingering fears, and said from the side: "It's really lucky, you were not injured this time, and the young master is fine."

"Yeah, luckily it's all right."

This day is really tiring, not only physically, but also mentally, it is a double torture.

When he closes his eyes, he can still think of the corpses lying on the ground. It is the first time he has experienced such a scene after coming to Xiang's house for so long. It was real blood and human life, and the sound of stray bullets was everywhere, as if If you don't pay attention, you will be hit by a bullet and become one of the corpses lying on the ground.

The danger was so close that he barely had time to think.

That speed reminded him of that day a few years ago, when he was running in one direction like today, when there was still drizzle in the sky, and there was no one on the street.

But when he ran home, it was already too late.

Ye Xiaolou raised his hands to cover his eyes, and tears slowly overflowed from the corners of his eyes.