Wu Yang's body was faster than his brain, and he hugged Wen Zhan before blocking his path.

The steel rod smashed into her shoulder with a muffled sound, and half of her body went numb.

Wen Zhan saw that her injuries were worse than his own injuries. At this moment, Big man, who was under his feet, also took advantage of the gap to break away from Wen Zhan and stand up.

He rubbed his neck uncomfortably, then coughed dryly and spat out a mouthful of sputum.

"F*ck, you dare to touch me!" He stared at Wen Zhan with wide eyes. However, this time, he had a long memory. He did not make a move on his own. Instead, he had his subordinates teach Wen Zhan a lesson.

Wen Zhan gave him a cold glance before turning to look at Wu Yang.

"Are you alright?" He knitted his brows tightly and protected Wu Yang in his arms in fear.

Wu Yang shook his head and whispered, "I used the phone in the car to make an emergency call. They will arrive in half an hour."

This group of bandits had already rushed forward in the time it took to speak. Although Wen Zhan had kung fu, his fists were hard to defeat four hands after all. Very quickly, he was at a disadvantage.

Wu Yang was protected by him, and she was struck down like a gale with a stick, but she was not injured in the slightest.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on any longer, Wen Zhan hurriedly turned his head to Wu Yang and shouted, "Let's go!"

Wu Yang hesitated and looked at him. It was precisely because of this hesitation that Wen Zhan received a heavy blow on his back.

Wen Zhan felt a blur in his eyes and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the group of bandits sneered and walked towards Wu Yang.

Wu Yang stared at this group of extremely vicious fellows. His heart skipped a beat and he raised his syringe. "Don't come over, or I'll make a move!"

When the leader saw this, he was stunned for a moment, then he covered his stomach and laughed loudly.

"Pfft, what are you holding here, syringes? You want to use this damn thing to kill us?!" Big man ridiculed Wu Yang for overestimating himself and sarcastically walked towards her.

Wu Yang's thigh was not as thick as his own arm. He thought to himself that if he couldn't even defeat a girl in a movie, his life would be in vain.

Wu Yang watched Big man nervously swallow her saliva. She stood there motionlessly, seemingly frightened, but her eyes quickly swept across Big man's body. She found his life door within three seconds.

Big man quickly walked in front of Wu Yang and raised his hand, wanting to gather her up.

However, the moment he raised his hand, Wu Yang found the right time to grab Big man's arm and insert the needle into his throat nucleus. There was a cartilage here that connected the esophagus and trachea. Wu Yang's action directly broke his throat nucleus, which was equivalent to blocking his breathing.

Moreover, Wu Yang's technique was extremely coincidental. The needle had even cleverly pierced through Big man's carotid artery. Just as she pulled out a syringe, arterial blood spurted out like a fountain.

One second ago, Big man looked at Wu Yang with disdain. The next second, his expression changed and he directly knelt on the ground.

He covered the bleeding wound with one hand and grabbed his throat with the other, wanting to take a big breath.

Big man didn't even say a word. In just two minutes, he died from excessive hemostasis and suffocation.

His face was flushed red as he curled up on the ground, and his face was extremely ferocious.

Wu Yang looked at his unhappy eyes and took a step back with a pale face.

Although this was a life-and-death battle, it was the first time she had killed someone.

Because of her "flowing clouds and flowing water" operation, no one dared to move, afraid that their fate would be as miserable as Big man's.

Wu Yang clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails sunk into his flesh, and the pain in his palm made her slightly sober.

Seeing that everyone else was afraid of her, she heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly helped Wen Zhan up.

Although Wu Yang didn't seem to be afraid at all, only Wen Zhan knew that her hand was trembling so much that she couldn't even hold the syringe.

"Don't be afraid." Wen Zhan gently held Wu Yang's hand and protected her behind him. "I'll do the rest."

He gritted his teeth and picked up the steel rod on the ground. He looked at them coldly, "If you don't want to be as miserable as him, I'll give you a chance to scram!"

"Heh, if he dies, it doesn't matter to us. Brothers, don't listen to this guy. We'll still have money if we kill him!" A sturdier man walked out of the crowd. He looked at Wen Zhan greedily, thinking that if a person died, they would still get less money.

Then, he spat on the ground, looked at everyone, and rushed towards Wen Zhan again.

However, Wen Zhan did not fight with them like last time. Instead, he pulled Wu Yang's hand and turned around to run.

"Take off your coat." As he ran, he threw the steel rod in his hand towards the calf of the person behind him. That person did not react for a moment and was directly knocked down.

He collapsed, implicating the people behind him. Soon, four or five people fell to the ground like bowling pins.

This gave Wen Zhan a chance to cushion himself. Immediately after, Wu Yang took off his coat and handed it to Wen Zhan. Wen Zhan took out a lighter from his pocket and lit his coat. As he passed the car they parked, he opened a gas hole and stuffed the coat inside.

He calculated that only after they had run far enough did the flames in his coat ignite the car's fuel tank.

Just as the bandits were about to catch up to them, the car rumbled and a flame burst out.

The explosion didn't give them any time to react. The huge wave of fire sent them flying, and everyone was rushed three meters away.

The person closest to the explosion was even more unlucky. His body was stained with burning gasoline and he rolled on the ground.

Wen Zhan turned his head and looked back. Seeing that the flames had split them apart, this group of people finally couldn't catch up to him. Only then did he relax and slow down Gao Xuan's heart.

Just now, when his nerves were tense, he did not realize that there were many wounds on his body. Now that he stopped, it was so painful that he could no longer walk.

Drops of blood fell from his sleeve. Wen Zhan took off his shirt and half-dried flesh stuck to his body. He took a deep breath in pain as he tore it.

When Wu Yang saw the wound on his back, he covered his mouth and cried out in alarm. He hurriedly helped him to the side of the road, "Wait for me, I'll go get someone!"

However, there were no shops in front of the village, let alone passers-by, not even a single car could be seen passing by!

Wu Yang was so anxious that his head was covered in sweat as he stood in the middle of the road and paced back and forth.

Just as she didn't know what to do, a silver car sped over from afar. Jin Wei, who was the co-pilot, hurriedly leaned out and waved his hand at her when he saw Wu Yang.

"Why are you here?" Wu Yang looked at Yan Lang and Jin Wei in surprise. He never imagined that they would arrive faster than the rescue team.

"I heard Yuanyuan say that you and Wen Zhan left the hospital, so I hurriedly asked Jin Wei to locate his car. Only then did I find this place." Yan Lang's family also had relatives in the media, so the news was very well-informed.

Their appearance was like sending charcoal in the snow. Wu Yang hurriedly led them to where Wen Zhan was resting.

However, just as they arrived, they saw a rustle.

Wu Yang immediately became alert.

"Go to hell!"

A furious roar rang out. A bandit who had escaped from the fire had a ferocious expression. He was holding a ruler-long knife in his hand as he viciously stabbed towards Wen Zhan!