210. Chapter 210 Thorns [6]
Bai Feiyuan's eyes only stayed on me for a second, and then Si Tiao slowly sorted out his somewhat messy clothes, gently brushing his fingertips across his cuffs. Even though he was surrounded by a group of people at this moment, he was still so calm and turned a blind eye to the eyes that were obviously murderous intent on all sides, and his eyes were so lazy that he didn't even bother to look at those people.
I picked up Nian'er and protected her in front of me, lowered my voice and said in her ear: "Don't be afraid, don't worry, don't care what my sister says or does. If you are afraid, close your eyes and go home later."
Nian'er nodded obediently in my arms, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck, but her eyes were still blinking and looking at Bai Feiyuan.
Someone asked, "Bai Feiyuan, what else do you have to say?"
Bai Feiyuan rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "It's really hard for you to chase after you for so long. It seems that Fang Chaoyang is still capable, but that's all." He retreated slightly with his right leg, stretched out his left hand straight, and then slowly clenched into a fist.
I hugged Nian'er and stepped back without hesitation, glanced at Bai Feiyuan. He would not give in easily when he saw this attitude. However, facing so many people and he was injured, no matter how capable he had, I would not think he could get out.
This is the first time I have seen a boy fighting with his own eyes. It seems different from what I imagined. Maybe it was because the moonlight that night was too soft, so it looked surprisingly gentle on Bai Feiyuan's face. Even though his clothes were covered with blood, it made people feel that it was not a bit scary. Instead, because of his side face, I suddenly felt that boys could look so beautiful when fighting.
Bai Feiyuan's movements gradually became a little slow. In my direction, I could clearly see more and more cold sweats on his forehead, the color of his chest became stronger, and the smell of blood in the air became heavier. Perhaps because Bai Feiyuan's movements were also cracked, so blood flowed out again, covering the already faint red color.
The hand holding Nian'er was a little tight, not because she was afraid or because she didn't want to intervene. It was just a subconscious thing. She had clearly retreated to a relatively safe position, but her steps were trembling, and she still couldn't help but want to step forward.
"Stop." A cold voice suddenly sounded, and it was particularly clear on this night. As soon as the sound sounded, the group of people stopped automatically, and took a few steps back to surround Bai Feiyuan in the middle, but no one dared to take another step forward.
Bai Feiyuanyun gently wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead. He straightened his back very straight, and a bruise broke out on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still so playful, and there was still a light flashing in his eyes. Although his face was pale, the momentum bursting out from his body was not weaker than anyone in front of him. Instead, it had an unshakable sense of strength. He was facing everything in the form of a winner from beginning to end, as if no matter what the process was, he would eventually be the one who enjoyed victory.
The man walking step by step from the opposite side stood not far away from Bai Feiyuan. He looked at Bai Feiyuan coldly stirring the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully: "Bai Feiyuan, I didn't expect you to be so embarrassed when we meet again. Is this still the eldest master of the Bai family?" His tone was filled with unconcealed mockery and a hint of cold hatred, and the hatred was obviously in the bones.
Bai Feiyuan looked up at the person coming, raised his eyebrows, and said in a steady tone: "I think you are the one who is in a mess. I sent so many people to kill me? But Fang Chaoyang, I want to remind you, you should know very well what kind of person I, Bai Feiyuan, are you. If I walk out of here alive today, the person who will stand in this position in the future will definitely be you."
The person coming towards him was Fang Chaoyang. He curled his lips and smiled coldly, saying, "So today, I don't have the intention to let you get out of here alive."
Fang Chaoyang wore a black coat, and the blackness completely integrated him into the dark night. If it weren't for the street light being too white and too dazzling, I think I wouldn't be able to see him clearly even if Fang Chaoyang stood in front of me.
"Is that true?" Bai Feiyuan snorted coldly and said solemnly: "I'm afraid you, Fang Chaoyang, don't have such great skills yet."
Bai Feiyuan, who had already been unable to support it, suddenly stood up again when he saw Fang Chaoyang. He held his hands tightly. Although he still couldn't see through the true emotions in his eyes, the murderous intent that suddenly appeared was naturally not fake.
I think there must be some connection between Bai Feiyuan and Fang Chaoyang. There is probably an indescribable past between them, but the past is not very friendly and beautiful.
Chapter completed!