"Are you crazy?"

Without thinking about anything, Wu Yang rolled to the side in a sorry state and narrowly avoided Jiang Manyao's full-force attack.

"I'm not crazy!" Jiang Manyao pulled out the knife from under the quilt and smiled ferociously, "I just understood one thing. As long as you die, everything I want will be available!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Manyao raised her saber again and stabbed down fiercely.

Wu Yang couldn't find a chance to snatch the saber for a moment, so he could only dodge as much as he could and shout loudly.

"No one will come to save you." Jiang Manyao laughed proudly, "If I can kill your sister, I will definitely kill you today!"

"Sister … Sister …"

Wu Yang curled his fingers tightly, and his eyes gradually slowed down a little crazily.

If he took this opportunity to kill her, wouldn't it be considered revenge for his sister?

After being suppressed for so many days, Jiang Manyao finally found her lofty position in front of Wu Yang again and was not in a hurry to kill her.

"If you two sisters are alive, you will cause trouble for others. Your sister's flesh and blood will scatter on the ground. With a bang, you will be everywhere, and you won't be able to sweep it clean."

Jiang Manyao waved her hands, the reflection of the knife falling on Wu Yang's eyes from time to time, stabbing her eyes red.

"Shut up!" Wu Yang shouted loudly, and the veins on his neck bulged out one by one.

"Don't worry, I already have experience. I will definitely do it this time!"

Before she could finish her sentence, the knife in Jiang Manyao's hand was snatched away by someone, and she was even kicked back several steps by Wu Yang with a kick on her chest.

"I'm going to kill you!" Wu Yang lowered his head and walked towards Jiang Manyao step by step.

The roles of the cat and mouse were suddenly reversed, but Jiang Manyao was not as calm as Wu Yang. She was soon pressed down on her throat by Wu Yang with a knife.

The sharp blade was ice-cold and bone-piercing. Wu Yang pointed his finger, and he could see the blood slowly flowing out from the dent in the blade. It was bright red, no different from an ordinary person.

"Wu Yang! If you dare to touch me, the Jiang Clan will not let you off!"

"I'm just joking. Quickly move the knife away!"

"Please!"

…

In Wu Yang's silence, Jiang Manyao gradually changed from being stern and cowardly at the beginning to pleading, her snot and tears pouring down her face. She was not as dignified as the beggar she looked down on.

Wu Yang's gaze was deep and deep, and there was not the slightest bit of brilliance in it.

"I'll buy it …"

Yan Lang pushed the door open with something in her hand and saw the scene in front of her. The color suddenly changed.

He swallowed his unfinished words and turned to close the door.

Yan Lang wrapped her hand in his palm and pulled her back bit by bit.

The coldness in her throat gradually disappeared. Jiang Manyao's entire body softened and she heavily fell to the ground, gasping heavily for breath.

Yan Lang did not look at her. He only held Wu Yang in his arms and gently took out the dagger from her hand.

"That rotten man isn't worth dirtying your hand." Yan Lang said softly.

After a long time, Wu Yang blinked his eyes and his rationality slowly returned.

"You're right, she's not worth it, and it's too easy for her to die just like that."

She stood upright, walked step by step in front of Jiang Manyao, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"Sister is looking at me from above. I will definitely avenge her."

There was no emotion in Wu Yang's eyes. It was like a thousand-year-old piece of ice. Jiang Manyao's heart turned cold and she subconsciously looked away.

"I will find all of you to settle the score one by one. No one will be able to escape."

Yan Lang's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered in his heart.

"Now, scram!"

Jiang Manyao's previous fear gradually dissipated, and she couldn't help but want to regain her face in front of Wu Yang.

"You actually told me to scram? You scoundrel! Not only did you kill your sister, you almost killed Wen Zhan now! And you!" She turned to look at Yan Lang and said, "Be careful so that you don't accidentally get killed by her!"

"Shut up!" Yan Lang's expression was gloomy as he stepped forward and kicked her forcefully, "Can you arrange my little sister Yang?"

Seeing more scenes of Yan Lang squinting her peach blossom eyes and teasing other women, Wu Yang couldn't react for a moment. As for Jiang Manyao, she was so painful that she couldn't speak.

"Do you want me to take care of her for you?" Yan Langyu smiled, but her gaze at Jiang Manyao was surprisingly cold.

"No need." Wu Yang waved his hand, his gaze spinning twice between the knife and Jiang Manyao, "I'll do it myself."

…

"I remember this position." Wu Yang murmured, and then he directly attacked, allowing the tip of the knife to pierce into her arm.

Jiang Manyao's face twisted in pain, and her entire body twitched uncontrollably.

Yan Lang applauded from the side and said that he was going to use his saber in Wu Yang.

"As expected of a doctor that I have seen in my eyes!"

"This is a reward for what you said before," Wu Yang lowered his eyes and slowly placed the bloodstained saber beside him. "It's a pity that the arrangements you made earlier gave me an advantage."

…

Jiang Manyao was scared out of her wits by Wu Yang. She didn't even dare to bandage herself and ran home. She just happened to meet Jiang Manling, who was dressed in a new outfit.

"What's going on with you? Why don't you take care of yourself? Did anyone else see that?"

She asked a lot of questions, but she didn't care much about Jiang Manyao.

"Speak!" After waiting for a while, Jiang Manling scolded impatiently.

Jiang Manyao was shocked and hurriedly told her everything that had happened before.

"You said that you swaggered to kill Wu Yang and almost got killed by him. You even ran back from the hospital in a sorry state?" Jiang Manling raised her voice, her eyes wide open.

Jiang Manyao could not say anything else, only stressing, "I must kill Wu Yang!"

Jiang Manling gritted her teeth and instructed the people beside her, "Send her back. Find a doctor to bandage her up and then close the door. We'll talk about it when I get back."

Jiang Manling ignored the struggles and cries behind her back and walked out with a gentle smile on her face.

…

In the hospital, Yan Lang shook the food he had bought before, pretending to be annoyed. "The food is cold. I want to go down again."

Wu Yang rubbed his face and took the initiative to walk out, saying, "Don't bother, I'm not hungry anymore."

Yan Lang stretched out her arms and blocked her way, retorting, "No, you can't. You usually talk to patients like that, so why did you forget all about it?"

"The patient is qualified to be willful."

Seeing that Yan Lang still wanted to persuade him, Wu Yang rubbed his forehead and said, "I'll go see Wen Zhan, and then I'll go eat with you."

"The doctor forbids …"

"I know." Wu Yang interrupted him, "I only looked at him once."

'"Yan Lang knew that he couldn't stop her, and there was no reason to stop her. He could only withdraw his arm that was blocking her." I'll help you over. "

Wu Yang smiled at him and did not refuse.

"Thank goodness you're my little sister, otherwise, I wouldn't be bothered to care …" Yan Lang muttered, her pair of peach blossom eyes extremely deep.