Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Chapter 50 This guy is here to assassinate Lang Zhuo

"Second girl!" Yan Qing was so frightened that her face was livid, but she didn't dare to move forward.

Orfeng and Qingyang chased after them, followed by Lang Zhuo, who was staggering over and clutching his shoulders.

Beisheng suddenly understood that this guy was here to assassinate Lang Zhuo, and he was unlucky enough to be bumped into by him and became a hostage.

When the man saw Lang Zhuo and his entourage chasing after him, he pushed Bei Sheng back and shouted: "Lang Zhuo, give me a fast horse and take me out of the capital. As soon as we get out of the city, I will let her go!"

Lang Zhuo actually smiled and said easily: "You want to run away? Don't you want to wait for Tuoba Zhao and Chang Yu?"

"Stop teasing me, they are all dead!" The man yelled loudly, and the hand holding the knife couldn't stop shaking.

Bei Sheng was afraid that his knife would cut through her throat, so she just held her breath and followed the man's steps back step by step.

"Who said they are dead?" Lang Zhuo slowly followed the guy and said, "Now the people from the capital's government office are chasing the traitors everywhere, and they can't send you out of the city, so they have to let Tuoba Zhao and Changyu hide first. , Puran sent people around to look for you, thinking that he would wait until the people from the capital's government offices had evacuated and the army that was out for disaster relief returned to the court before sending you back to Shengle, why did you want to hurt people?"

"You're talking nonsense!" The guy's eyes widened, and every nerve was trembling nervously, "Tuoba Zhao went to look for you that day, and we waited all night for him to come back. If he wanted to hide, why didn't he tell us? "

"I don't need to lie to you." Lang Zhuo continued to approach him: "Put down the knife, and we will take you to see them."

"I don't believe you! I want to leave the city."

Lang Zhuo said: "Now the city gate has been unlocked. If you want to go out, you have to wait until tomorrow."

This guy was not familiar with the roads in Beijing, so he actually retreated into a deserted dead end, and got into a corner with no way out.

Bei Sheng broke into a cold sweat, and she silently prayed that Lang Zhuo and the others could act faster and rescue her.

"Don't follow me! Get out! Or I'll kill her!" The guy's nerves were stretched to the limit. The skin on Bei Sheng's neck had been cut and blood was oozing out.

Lang Zhuo did not retreat. The swords in the hands of Ao Feng and Qing Yang were also pointed at the assassin. Yan Qing followed closely behind them, staring at Bei Sheng nervously.

Blood dripped from the palm of his arm. The injured arm this time was the same as the one injured last time. Lang Zhuo frowned in pain. It looked like this arm was going to be disabled. He would have to use his left hand to write in the future.

Lang Zhuo put the blood under the tip of his nose and smelled it, then smiled bitterly, "Poison me again!"

"Sir!" Pu Ran came with a team of men in black after hearing the news.

"Don't come over here!" The guy held Bei Sheng's neck tightly with one hand and pointed angrily at Boran and the others with a knife in his other hand.

Puran shouted: "Qianyi, put down the knife!"

Lang Zhuo raised his left hand to stop them from approaching.

His eyes passed over the frightened Bei Sheng, and his eyes turned cold. Something popped out from the fingers of his left hand towards the assassin. Bei Sheng only heard the person behind him scream in surprise, and something hot splashed on him. Her neck and face.

The assassin behind him was stunned for a moment before falling to the ground.

"Beisheng!" Lang Zhuo rushed over in one step and pulled Beisheng to his side.

Bei Sheng looked back with lingering fear. There was a dark hole between the man's eyebrows, with red and white liquid gushing out. His eyes were wide open and he couldn't close his eyes!
  "Don't look!" Lang Zhuo raised his wide sleeves and blocked Bei Sheng's sight.

Puran looked at the woman hiding in Lang Zhuo's arms and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He suppressed the sadness in his heart and then ordered his men to clean up the body. Lang Zhuo lowered his head and glanced at the trembling kitten-like person in his arms, and said: "Ofeng will help Puran handle everything today. Qingyang will send us back home!"

This "we" includes Bei Sheng, Qingyang immediately said: "The master and Miss Xu will be here later, and the carriage will be here soon."

Yan Qing was still trembling and said tremblingly: "That little man will go back to his hometown to report the news first!"

Lang Zhuo said: "Yan Qing was also frightened today. Let's go together later."

The back of Beisheng's head was bloody, and she couldn't help but vomit. Puran came over and said, "Miss Xu Er can't go home like this. It's better to take a bath and change clothes in Zuixian Tower before leaving. The adults are also injured, so let's go together Let’s go to Zuixian Tower to get bandaged.”

Lang Zhuo said coldly: "No need!"

His eyes fell on the blood on the back of Bei Sheng's head. After staring at it for a moment, he handed out a handkerchief.

Just now, something popped out of this hand and killed the assassin, and then the assassin's blood and brains splattered on her body.

Beisheng's heart was horrified!

Her horrified eyes fell on Lang Zhuo's face. That rough, wild yet handsome face was calm and compassionate. His outstretched hand was waiting for Bei Sheng to pick up the handkerchief.

After hesitating for a while, Bei Sheng lowered his eyes, and then carefully took the handkerchief from the hand that had killed people. He moved his lips, wanting to say thank you, but in the end he didn't say it.

Lang Zhuo didn't say much, he just raised his hand to cover his injured shoulder.

The handkerchief was already stained with Lang Zhuo's blood. Beisheng held it in his hand without moving, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes without speaking.

When Qingyang drove the carriage over, the two of them got on the carriage one after another. Yan Qing and Qingyang sat on the carriage outside and walked all the way out of the alley.

The corpse has been moved away, and plant ash has been poured on the blood-stained area. The men in black quickly cleaned up the place, making it impossible to tell that a bloody disaster had just occurred here.

However, Puran still stood where she was. The cold wind made her shiver. She looked at Lang Zhuo's carriage and smiled to herself.

The tense nerves just now were completely relaxed now. Lang Zhuo felt that the wound on his shoulder was getting more and more painful. He leaned against the car wall with his back bent, frowning and closing his eyes tightly.

Bei Sheng had no external injuries except for the stinging pain from the knife mark on his neck.

She lifted the curtains and took a look outside. She turned a corner and reached the Duke's Mansion. She said outside: "Qingyang, let's go to Lang's Mansion. Yan Qing, you go back to the house and help me get the medicine box, and then let Lu Zhu Send me some clean clothes."

She was afraid of Lang Zhuo, but she couldn't let him go. One last time, she thought in her mind.

The carriage stopped by the roadside. After Yan Qing jumped off the carriage, Qingyang turned around again and quickly headed towards Lang's house.

Bei Sheng carefully picked up his left hand and gently placed his fingertips on his wrist, holding his breath to feel his pulse.

It jumps very fast, and is different from the poison from the last time, but more poisonous. The last time it was on her wrist, the bleeding was stopped in time, but the toxin didn't travel so fast, so she had to put in so much effort to get rid of it.

This time, the injury was on the shoulder, very close to the heart, and it had been delayed for so long. Beisheng was not sure whether he could save him again.

I thought he was a weak scholar, but I didn't expect him to be a ruthless person who kills people without batting an eyelid and kills at will. Such a person is actually afraid of death.

What will happen to him if she is unable to save him this time? Will you still force her?
  (End of this chapter)