After the New Year, the weather was sunny for a few days, and most of the snow on the road melted. But a bigger sleet covered the road, and the wheat seedlings and leaves that had just emerged were buried under the snow again.
The old people in Yanziwu shouted that the auspicious snow meant a good harvest and that there would definitely be a good harvest this year.
No matter what their identities are in the outside world, in Yanziwu, they are simple and pure farmers.
Click, click------
The car rolled over the hard and convex frozen soil, and every time the tires rolled, there was a sound of ice and snow being crushed into slag. This beautiful elf is so tenacious and fragile.
The car Fang Yixing was riding in was driving very slowly. The dark black Buick sedan was like a giant turtle slowly climbing on the snow.
Fang Yixing is very busy these days, as his art exhibition will be held at the Yanjing Linlang Guild Hall. After Fang Yixing gave up martial arts and turned to literature, he put all his thoughts on writing poetry and painting, and was therefore always criticized and ridiculed by the people of Yanziwu.
After years of hard work, I am finally able to achieve something in this area, which is indeed a happy thing.
"If you can't be a skilled warrior, then become a skilled painter." Fang Yixing had a kind smile on his face. "That way you won't be embarrassed by that kid, right? You don't know that our old man is so excited when he talks about that kid that he almost wants to sing a song."
"We brothers have disappointed our master so much that he has placed more hope on Fang Yan. When the exhibition is held, I will invite my sister-in-law and Fang Yan to have a look." Wang Dong said with a smile. "They will definitely be proud of you when they see your works."
Wang Dong is Fang Huwei's apprentice and Fang Yixing's junior. Later, because of excessive practice, his Qi Sea was torn, causing the Qi to leak out, and he almost exploded and died. Fortunately, Mo Qingdi discovered it in time, and used the Da San Gong technique to release the violent Qi in his body through the acupuncture points and countless hairs all over his body, thus saving his life.
However, from then on, Wang Dong was cut off from martial arts and could no longer gather his energy. Even using too much energy would cause pain all over his body.
Wang Dong still stayed in the Fang family and became a member of the Fang family, helping the Fang family to manage some family businesses. With the paralysis of Mr. Fang Huwei and the sudden death of Mo Qingdi, the Fang family's business plummeted, and most of the market share was swallowed up by others.
Wang Dong had no place to use his talents in Yanjing, so he could only help Fang Yixing with his exhibition. When Fang Yixing was traveling between Yanjing City and Yanziwu, Wang Dong served as his temporary driver.
"We have to take them to see it." Fang Yixing said with a smile, but there was a lonely look on his face: "If we don't give that kid a good shock, I'm afraid we can't control him. I heard that he is in love with a child of the Ye family. Isn't he afraid that the Ye family will break his legs?"
"Let the children handle their own affairs." Wang Dong consoled them, "If this really happens, they will be a match made in heaven for Yanziwu. I have always felt that Fang Yan and Miss Ye look like a good couple. The attitude of the Ye family is important, but not the most important. The key still depends on Miss Ye's choice."
"Yeah, I am very satisfied with the appearance of the Ye family women. I have a lonely personality, and I’ m too high. I ’m afraid that Fang Yan will be bullied.” Fang Yixing remembered that every time his son had a miserable situation with Ye Wenhe, he could n’t help but worry about his son ’s future marriage life. Five days of fighting
Wang Dong laughed and said, "Brother, there's no point in worrying about this kind of thing. Miss Ye is very proud and arrogant, and there are many young men in Yanziwu who like her. But Fang Yan was able to succeed, so he must have his own strengths. Besides, maybe this is someone's private matter, and Fang Yan is enjoying it."
Fang Yixing was secretly angry and thought, could it be that his son was born to be a masochist and liked to be beaten to survive
Snapped!
The car window was hit by a huge object, making a dull sound.
Ah!
Wang Dong slammed on the brakes, and the heavy car body slid on the ice and snow for several circles before it stopped.
Wang Dong did not immediately open the car door and get out to check, but sat in the driver's seat and looked around with a vigilant look on his face.
The red and white object had slid to the ground, leaving shocking brown-red bloodstains on the car window glass.
Judging from the color of the blood, the thing has been dead for a long time.
"What is it?" Fang Yixing asked.
"I don't know." Wang Dong said. "I'll go down and take a look."
"No need. Let's drive away." Fang Yixing said with a serious expression. "There might be trouble."
Wang Dong stopped talking and prepared to start the car and leave this dangerous place quickly. Something must be wrong when things are abnormal. He has practiced martial arts for many years. Although all his energy has been dissipated, his intuition about danger is still quite sharp.
"It's too late." Fang Yixing said.
It was indeed too late. In front of their car stood a mysterious man covered in a black robe.
He appeared like a ghost, like a spirit wandering in the wilderness.
"Playing tricks."
Wang Dong gritted his teeth, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the man in black robe.
boom-----
The car ran over where the man in black was standing, but the man in black disappeared without a trace.
Wang Dong didn't dare to slow down, the car continued to move at high speed and rushed towards Yanziwu.
As long as they returned to Yanziwu, or as long as they got close to Yanziwu, they would be truly safe.
He believed that no one would dare to act wildly in Yanziwu.
Because the ground was too slippery and the car was going too fast, the tires slid left and right on the ground and occasionally ran into the ditch nearby.
Wang Dong gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to control the direction of the car's movement to prevent it from jumping into the ditch or overturning.
Wang Dong was sweating profusely, and his hair stood up all over his body. The palms and backs of his hands, which were constantly adjusting the steering wheel, were also soaked with sweat.
They had already sprinted a long distance, but Wang Dong was still very clear that they had not escaped danger yet.
That feeling of fear follows you like a shadow, as if as soon as you turn around, that mysterious man in black robe is standing behind you, looking at you with a sneer.
Fang Yixing's face was as gloomy as the color of the sky at that moment, and his eyes searched around for the whereabouts of the man in black robe.
The man in black robe couldn't be a ghost, and he didn't believe that there were any ghosts in this world.
There is a notorious killer organization in Arab countries named Ghost, but Fang Yixing knew that the man in black robe they saw was definitely not a member of that killer organization.
He had already appeared once on the night of New Year's Eve. At that time, he wanted to use Zhou Fan to take away the lives of all the people in the Fang family.
Now he appears again, and this time, does he just want to take his life
Fang Yixing's nerves were on edge, and he knew very well in his heart that the danger was not really over.
He had seen a lot in Yanziwu, and he didn't think that he could definitely leave the black-robed man behind just by sitting in the car. Because there were many people in Yanziwu who could actually start faster than the car.
He suddenly appeared and disappeared, proving that the man's speed had reached the limit. And Fang Yan also said afterwards that when he fought with the black-robed man, he escaped in order to save Zhou Fan. Not everyone can escape from Fang Yan, especially from the current Fang Yan.
Snap-----
A crisp sound came from above.
The hard iron sheet of the car roof was cut open by the sharp blade, and the sharp blade pierced Wang Dong's head.
Wang Dong leaned forward to avoid the most dangerous part of his head.
"Jump out of the car." Wang Dong shouted loudly.
The black-robed man was on the roof of the car, above their heads. As long as he wanted, he could stab them down a hundred or eighty times at any time. In such a small space for movement and hiding, each stab could cause fatal damage to them.
He shouted loudly for Fang Yixing to jump out of the car first. After Fang Yixing jumped out, he drove the car with the man in black robe towards the deep ditch on the side of the road.
Perhaps, that would give Brother one minute to escape.
Thirty seconds is fine.
Snapped!
Fang Yixing opened the car door and jumped out without any hesitation.
His body rolled on the snow, then he got up and rushed towards the car.
He didn't run away. He wouldn't abandon his brothers and run away alone.
Besides, he knew very well that even if he wanted to escape, the chances of success were very slim. Standing with his brothers and gathering all the weak strength together, perhaps he could still fight for a glimmer of hope.
After hearing the sound of a car door opening behind him, Wang Dong turned the steering wheel and rushed towards the deep ditch on the side of the road with the black-robed man above him.
Don’t you like to hitchhike? He wants to lead the black-robed man into the ditch.
Snap----
Another knife came down from the roof of the car, still piercing the top of Wang Dong's head.
Wang Dong leaned towards the back seat, but because he was moving too slowly, the blade cut off a piece of his nose.
Blood gushed out, and the bright red blood quickly dyed his mouth and clothes red.
There were large gulps of blood coming out of his mouth, and even his coughing could cause blood to spurt out.
He stepped on the accelerator with all his might, determined to drag the man in black down even if it meant death.
Snap-----
Another knife stabbed down.
The knife was so fast and fierce that it went straight into the top of Wang Dong's head.
Wang Dong opened his eyes wide with reluctance, his hands drooping weakly. The twisted steering wheel quickly returned to its original position, making a humming sound.
At this moment, the car leaped up and plunged into the deep ditch on the side of the road.
Finally, he bought a minute for his senior brother.
Even if it was just thirty seconds, he was willing to sacrifice his life. (To be continued)