This is said lightly, how could Yuan Mao be willing to die here?

If he had this shame and courage, he would not have chosen to surrender at all.

Yuan Mao tried his best to thrust his body, and hit his head hard, and the back of his head hit Lao Han's face. A bunch of blood immediately splashed around.

Lao Han was dizzy when he was hit, and he couldn't help but scream in pain, and his hand holding the wire couldn't help but relax.

Yuan Mao seized the opportunity and immediately pulled the wire away hard, and the pain and pressure on his neck were finally relieved.

However, looking at the eyes of the people around him, Yuan Mao knew that if conditions permit, these people might really kill themselves.

So as soon as he got a breather, he immediately shouted, "Come on! Help!"

The soldiers guarding the gate then realized something was wrong, and immediately kicked open the door and rushed in with swords and guns.

They were surprised by what they saw.

A big hole broke into Yuan Mao's neck, like a terrifying mouth, and blood kept flowing out.

Only then did Yuan Mao realize that the wire in Lao Han's hand was not ordinary wire, it should have been specially customized and extremely sharp.

Just in just a moment, it has caused huge damage.

Yuan Mao covered his neck with his hands in horror, but to no avail.

Feeling the blood flowing down his fingers, his heart was filled with fear.

Yuan Mao shouted loudly, "Come here! Save me! Save me!"

Old Han climbed up from the ground and rushed towards Yuan Mao again. His eyes were full of determination.

Yuan Mao is too dangerous for Guan Chushi to live, and he must die here today!

Yuan Mao, who covered his neck with both hands, dared not let go, and had no way to protect himself. Seeing that the metal wire in Lao Han's hand was about to be strangled to Yuan Mao's neck again, suddenly, a whoosh!

A long arrow shot through Lao Han’s chest!

It turned out that the captain of the city guard had arrived at the door, and he took action in time to stop Lao Han.

Yang Man roared angrily, "Don't you take action?" He also pounced on him.

The city guard soldier who had already reacted shot his body from behind.

Yang Man fell in a pool of blood, his face pale but his expression was very calm.

The city guards outside the gate soon rushed up.

Everyone around had different faces, and many people had their eyes flashing and swaying, and obviously their minds had been repeated.

The captain of the city guard raised his bow and ordered, "Don't move! Squat down on the spot and raise your hands! If you don't listen, kill me, don't worry!"

With the influx of the city guards, almost everyone squatted down as required.

But the captain looked at the mess in the room and the dying Yuan Mao, but his heart was full of anger.

"Where is the doctor! Why haven't you arrived yet?" he asked loudly.

"Here's here!" The untidy doctor rushed over.

In the middle of the night, he was sleeping soundly, but someone pulled out of the bed. His stomach was also full of anger, but he didn't dare to make a sound. He could only smile and go up to see Yuan Mao's injuries.

The team leader stood aside and urged impatiently, "Hurry up! Hurry up! This person must not die!"

The doctor stared at Yuan Mao's wound and said with a frown, "Sir, his injuries are too serious. I, I can't guarantee that he will be alive!"

"No! If you can't save this person tonight, you can die here!" The captain roared.

When the captain handed over this person to him, he explained in person that such a person is really important and there must be no accidents.

If Yuan Mao died at his hands, the captain would not let him go!

Thinking of this, the team leader looked at Lao Han and Yang Man with cold eyes.

"Do you want to be a hero? OK! Then I will fulfill your wish!" As he said that, he pulled out his long sword and stabbed Yang Man's leg.

Yang Man screamed in pain, and blue veins on his forehead and neck burst out.

The anger in the captain's heart subsided a little, and his eyes turned to Lao Han who was shot through the chest with an arrow.

"Sir, I can only do so much first." The doctor turned his head anxiously, "I can't be sure that I can stop the blood with such a big wound."

The white cloth wrapped around Yuan Mao's neck had been penetrated by blood in such a short time.

It can be seen that the amount of bleeding in the wound is extremely large, and the hemostatic drugs do not play much role.

Yuan Mao's face looked like white paper, his eyes were filled with fear, and his blood-stained hands clutched the doctor's arm tightly, and he was very difficult to speak, "Doctor, you must save me!"

Seeing the team leader coming, he seemed to have seen a life-saving straw. "Sir, I also know a lot of Guan Chushi's...internal secrets. As long as you save me, I will... tell you..."

Old Han leaned against the wall, and the arrow in his chest had not been pulled out yet. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but spit out, "Bah! Yuan Mao, you shameless person!"

"Just wait...wait for Lord Zihe's punishment!"

He coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of blood, "Mr. Zihe will avenge us!"

After saying that, the old Han turned his head and lost his breath.

Yang Man laughed loudly.

This time, death was near, but he was not as scared as he imagined. On the contrary, his mood was extremely quiet at this moment.

"Yuan Mao, you should die here today." Yang Man murmured, "When I become a ghost, come and take your head, dig your heart and lungs, and throw it to the wild dog..."

Yuan Mao felt chill all over, not sure whether it was because he lost too fast blood or because of Yang Man's gloomy curse.

A city guard sneered, "You Bei'an dog are about to die, and you are still talking so much nonsense here!"

The team leader looked at Yang Man with a look like a knife, "Prepare the carriage and horse immediately and take Yuan Maojun to Zhongshuo Mansion!"
Chapter completed!