Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Jiangzhou Central Hospital.

The corridor outside the ICU ward was dimly lit and the air was cold.

The clock on the wall ticked away.

Every second felt like a countdown.

Lin Xuan sat on a bench in the corridor.

There was blood on his clothes; it belonged to Sister Liu.

After drying, it turns dark red, like ugly scars.

He had just finished making a call, put his phone away, and leaned back in his chair.

The corridor was quiet, with only the occasional footsteps of a nurse passing by.

The ICU doors were tightly closed.

The red light on the door was on.

Yu Tong sat next to him, curled up in the chair, wearing Lin Xuan's coat.

Her face was still streaked with tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and her lips were chapped.

Her hands and feet were covered in bruises, and the marks from the strangulation were shocking.

After the little girl woke up, she insisted on waiting here.

No amount of persuasion could change anything.

The nurses came to persuade her to go to her ward to rest, but she shook her head.

Lin Xuan tried to persuade her to take a nap, but she shook her head.

She was going to wait here, waiting for her mother to come out.

Lin Xuan knew.

Sister Liu and her family came to Jiangzhou from their hometown to make a living, and they have no relatives here.

I was worried about leaving her there alone.

I thought about it for a moment.

He made a phone call to Zhao Xueli.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"Xiaolin?"

On the other end of the phone was Zhao Xueli's somewhat worried voice.

Making a phone call so late.

She was afraid something might happen.

"I'm fine, Sister Zhao."

Lin Xuan stood up and walked to the side.

"But I need your help. Could you come to the hospital now?"

"Hospital?!"

Zhao Xueli's voice immediately became tense.

"It wasn't me, it was a friend, from Jiangzhou Central Hospital," Lin Xuan immediately explained.

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

Zhao Xueli didn't ask any further questions and hung up the phone decisively.

Lin Xuan put away his phone and sat back down next to Yu Tong.

Looking at the little girl's appearance.

Lin Xuan felt a pang of heartache.

A girl who was seventeen or eighteen years old.

They should be in school, studying, laughing with friends, and dreaming about a bright future.

Now I'm sitting here, waiting for my mother to come out of the ICU, not knowing whether she'll live or die.

"Tongtong..."

Lin Xuan spoke softly, trying to keep his voice gentle.

"Your mother will be fine. You should go back and rest. I'll stay here and keep watch. I'll let you know immediately if anything happens."

Yu Tong lowered her head, looking at her toes.

She shook her head gently, without saying a word.

She doesn't want to go.

I dare not leave.

She was afraid that if she left, she would never see her mother again.

She was afraid that if she left, something might happen to her mother inside, and she wouldn't be there to help.

She was afraid that if she left, this family would really be gone.

Lin Xuan didn't try to persuade him further; he knew that at this point, nothing he said would make a difference.

He gently patted her thin shoulder.

One after another, like soothing a child to sleep.

Yu Tong's shoulders were very narrow, her bones were hard to the touch, and she was too thin, so thin it was heartbreaking.

I just stayed with her slowly like that.

Time passed by, second by second.

After half an hour.

A series of rapid high heel sounds came from the end of the corridor.

Zhao Xueli quickly arrived here.

She was wearing a long trench coat.

Her hair was loose and she wasn't wearing makeup.

There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, clearly indicating that he had jogged all the way up.

The moment she saw Lin Xuan, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xuan is fine.

"Sister Zhao!"

Lin Xuan stood up and walked over quickly.

Zhao Xueli looked him up and down to make sure he wasn't injured before she was finally relieved.

"What happened?" she asked hurriedly.

Lin Xuan quickly recounted the events.

Zhao Xueli listened.

An angry expression appeared on his face.

Her brows were furrowed and her lips were pressed tightly together.

"How could there be such a father?! Is he even human?!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word trembled.

Lin Xuan rarely saw Zhao Xueli lose her temper.

She has always been gentle and understanding.

Like a pool of clear water, it never gets angry easily.

But at this moment, she was truly angry.

"Sister Zhao, could you stay here and keep Tongtong company for a while? I have some news about that person, I'm going..."

Lin Xuan didn't continue.

He was afraid Yu Tong would hear him.

Zhu Huan.

He didn't want to mention that name in front of Yu Tong.

Although that man no longer deserves to be called a father.

Zhao Xueli nodded.

His gaze fell on the thin figure in the chair, his eyes filled with heartache.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of Tongtong."

She paused for a moment, then asked, "Should we bring some bodyguards?"

Lin Xuan shook his head:

"Need not."

After saying that, Lin Xuan went to give Yu Tong a few instructions.

He crouched down, looked her straight in the eyes, and whispered:

"Tongtong, Brother Lin has gone out to take care of some things. This sister will stay here with you. Be good, and Brother Lin will come back when your mother comes out."

Yu Tong raised her head, glanced at him, and then looked at Zhao Xueli.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just nodded.

Lin Xuan stood up and quickly left.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, gradually fading into the distance.

"Zhu Huan, you'd better not fall into my hands."

Lin Xuan clenched his fists tightly.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

He wasn't a violent person, but this time, he really had murderous intent.

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It was past midnight.

Fujia Village.

The night was originally quiet.

I was woken up by the roar of a group of bread trucks.

More than a dozen vehicles drove up from the dirt road.

The roar of the engine echoed through the silent valley.

The car stopped, and the door opened.

Groups of people poured out of the car.

They carried sticks, steel pipes, and machetes, which gleamed coldly under the car headlights.

They were all menacing and menacing, clearly up to no good.

soon.

Dozens of people rushed out of Fujia Village.

They emerged from every corner and quickly gathered in a large group.

They were also carrying weapons, some even holding homemade crossbows.

Two groups of people.

A dark mass, facing off in the night.

"Wang Tianhu?!"

Ma Zi stood in front, looking at Wang Tianhu, and instantly realized why they had come!

Zhu Huan!

How did the news spread so quickly?

"Hey, Ma Zi, long time no see! Where's your third brother?"

Wang Tianhu glanced at Ma Zi and gave him a casual greeting.

He had his hands in his pockets, his expression calm.

"Tiger, what do you mean by this? Are you looking for trouble?!"

Ma Zi pretended not to understand.

The henchman shouted directly:

"Hey, freak, why waste time talking to them! Let's just get to it!"

"That's right! Those who dare to cause trouble in Fujia Village, we'll make sure they don't leave alive!"

"Fuck him!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianhu's men also grabbed their weapons and started shouting.

"Come on! Who's afraid of who!"

"Let's do it! I've had my eye on you guys for ages!"

"Damn it, so what if it's Fujia Village!"

The two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, the voice of the third brother came from behind.

"Tiger, what brings you here?"