Mr. Yun carried the peony all the way back to the Peony Pavilion. The moment he entered the room, he put the peony down.
Peony hugged him shyly: "Master, why are you... tonight?"
"Shh."
Mr. Yun covered Mudan's mouth with one hand to silence her, and put his other hand around Mudan's waist. His actions seemed to be intimate, but his eyes were calm and steady, and he did not appear to be confused by the female sex at all.
Mr. Yun looked solemn and listened attentively to what was going on around him.
Just when Mudan was surprised, Mr. Yun picked her up and rolled her onto the bed.
At the same time, the candles in the house with Zhang Feng were extinguished.
The moment he rolled onto the bed, Mr. Yun picked up the sword standing beside the bed.
He hid behind the bed curtain, unsheathed his sword, and cautiously looked out through the gap in the bed curtain.
A moment later, three figures entered through the window, holding weapons and menacingly surrounding the bed.
The night was dark and it was difficult to see the faces of the three people clearly, but by looking at their feet and the way they held their weapons, they knew they were no ordinary young men.
Mr. Yun's lips curled up slightly. As soon as the three men came closer, he suddenly flashed out of the bed tent and forced the three men back with fierce moves. At the same time, he turned over and landed at the window, blocking their way.
The expressions of the three people changed slightly, and the leader shouted angrily: "Damn it, you brat, you defrauded us?"
They were going to take advantage of the fact that there was no one in Baihua Alley tonight and this brat was in bed with a woman again and kill him with one strike.
But looking at the neatly dressed man with sharp eyes, it was clear that he was in trouble!
Mr. Yun said coldly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
These three people had fought with the young master before, and not only suffered a great loss, but also lost a brother. This time they came to avenge their brother.
They knew very well how powerful this person was, and he also had some connections with the imperial court. Since today was the end of the game, there must be another plan.
The three of them looked at each other, reached a consensus, and immediately wanted to retreat.
But it's obviously too late.
The window was blocked by Mr. Yun, and footsteps could be heard faintly downstairs.
Mr. Yun said coldly: "Zhongshan Wolf, you can't run away today. If you are captured without restraint, I will take your life directly and give an explanation to the innocent people you killed!"
"Damn it!" the boss of the Zhongshan Wolves shouted angrily, "Fight them!"
They were in the business of killing people and selling goods, and they couldn't even remember how many crimes they had committed. Being arrested without mercy was tantamount to courting death. Naturally, they had to fight against the odds and maybe save their lives.
The three of them attacked Mr. Yun at the same time.
The room was pitch dark, and the three of them were brothers. They had a perfect understanding and their moves were fierce and murderous.
But the young master was alone and guarding the position of the window, so the three of them could not get any benefit at all.
Snap.
The door was kicked open, and a young man shouted: "Sir, I have brought people from the Yamen to help you!"
Torches illuminated the room, and two teams of Chuzhou government officers rushed in.
The three of them were unable to deal with Mr. Yun. Now that there are so many people, it is even more difficult to escape.
At this moment, a woman whispered from the bed.
It turned out that the third child of the Zhongshan Wolf was swept by Mr. Yun's sword and fell to the bed, frightening the Peony girl on the bed.
The man reacted immediately, holding the peony on the bed as a hostage, "Let us go, and we will let this woman go, or I will kill her immediately!"
The other two Zhongshan wolves also quickly moved closer to Lao San, holding swords and glaring at Mr. Yun and the government servants sinisterly.
The man in green clothes who came up from behind was obviously Mr. Yun's entourage.
He quickly walked to Mr. Yun's side to protect him, and said in a cold voice: "You can't run away even if you take the hostages today. If you have the sense to let them go, you can still have a whole body!"
"Young Master, Young Master!" Mudan exclaimed: "Save the Nu family, please save me——"
Mr. Yun frowned slightly: "Let him go!"
"It's a joke, who do you think I am? You step aside from the window and let us go. We will let this girl go immediately, otherwise I will take this girl to be buried with her!"
Peony has never been able to defeat such a battle.
She knew that her life depended on Mr. Yun's thoughts. Fear spread, tears flowed down her face, and she looked at Mr. Yun pleadingly.
The attendant lowered his voice: "Young master, you can't let me go. We have been chasing these people for more than half a year, and now we have finally lured them out. If we let the tiger go back to the mountain, we will never be able to catch them again!"
Mr. Yun pondered for a long time and then opened the window: "You can go and leave her behind."
The guard sighed secretly, but didn't say much. He gestured from behind to indicate to the government officials to act accordingly.
But the three Chinese mountain wolves have been killing people and setting fires for many years, and they are not vegetarians either.
The second brother sneered, "You all retreat outside and prepare three fast horses for our brothers. You only have half a cup of tea, so hurry up!"
"That's unreasonable!"
The guard shouted angrily and stepped forward.
Zhongshan Lang Laosan drew his knife and struck Mudan's neck, leaving a bloody trace.
The peony's face turned pale and she fainted from fear.
The third child shouted: "I'm not kidding, hurry up!"
Mr. Yun's face was extremely ugly, "Go prepare your horse."
The entourage gritted his teeth and glared at the group of ferocious Zhongshan wolves, then led the guards to prepare their horses.
Zhongshan Lang's rough and fat palm touched Mudan's face, and he smiled obscenely: "You are such a handsome boy. Last time you were a girl from the Shui family, and this time you are an oiran... tsk tsk..."
Mr. Yun warned coldly: "Think about how your boss died."
The faces of Zhongshan Lang and the other three people suddenly changed.
Their boss...had his head cut off by the kid in front of him!
Even though this guy is young, his kung fu is ridiculously good.
The second child glared at the third child and signaled him not to anger Mr. Yun.
It's important to escape now.
The third child gritted his teeth and snorted, and indeed took his hand away.
After a while, there was the sound of horse hooves tapping outside the window. Mr. Yun glanced outside, then turned back to Zhongshan Wolf, "The horse you want is here."
"Get out of the way!"
The third child fiercely pointed the knife at Mudan's neck.
Mr. Yun had a cold face, clenched the sword in his hand, and stepped back step by step.
The three Zhongshan Langs moved closer to the window step by step.
The third child held Peony hostage, the second child stared at Mr. Yun and the police team leader in the house, and the fourth child jumped down to check the horses.
After a while, the fourth child shouted: "No problem, jump down quickly!"
"good!"
The third child responded and looked at Young Master Yun warningly, "Don't chase her, otherwise this woman will be dead."
As soon as he finished speaking, the third child jumped out of the window with Peony in his hand.
The moment he landed on the horse, he threw the peony in front of the saddle and shouted toward the window: "Second brother, hurry up -"
There was a faint sound of breaking wind, followed by screams and horses neighing.
Mr. Yun frowned and raised his sword towards the second child who had not had time to jump down.
The second child was overwhelmed and his veins were severed. He screamed and fell to the side.
Mr. Yun flashed out of the window and saw the horse carrying Peony running wildly, while his entourage and another person besieged Zhongshan Lang's fourth son.
Without thinking too much, he tapped his toes, used Qinggong to catch up, stopped the crazy horse, and rode back.
In the night, a woman in red was fighting with the fourth child of Zhongshan Wolf.
The woman's swordsmanship is fierce, and the dim yellow lanterns in the corridor reflect a bit of the cold sword light.
The woman's sword was merciless, and after a few blows, the fourth child's hands were cut off, his hamstrings were severed, and he fell heavily to the street without any resistance.
Whoosh!
The sword was sheathed, and the woman held it behind her back with one hand, standing quietly in the night.
Her long hair was half bundled, with only a red hairband as a simple embellishment. The hair on her cheeks rose and fell in the night wind. Her face was cold and beautiful, and it remained the same as before.
The noisy voices in the distance seemed to suddenly disappear, and the swaying lanterns on both sides of the street gradually became blurred.
Mr. Yun stared at the woman, his face seemed calm, but his mind was buzzing.
"Miss Wu, Wushuang!" The young master's entourage looked at the woman with a complicated expression, "I really didn't expect to meet you again!"
"Um."
Wushuang nodded politely towards Qingfeng, then turned his eyes to the young master sitting on the horse, with a smile on his face: "You're fine."
The young master on the horse, Yun Zimo, pursed his lips tightly.
I never thought we would see each other again, let alone at this time, and I didn’t even know what to say.
"Um……"
At this moment, Peony on the horse made a sound, opened his eyes, and realized that he had walked past the gate of hell. After that, the belated fear came into his heart, and he suddenly struggled and was about to fall off the horse.
Yun Zimo pulled her up reflexively.
The peony threw herself into Yun Zimo's arms and hugged him tightly, "Young master, I scared the slave family to death."