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Although Sima Xuan was still conscious while lying on the ground, he looked weak all over, his mind was muddled, like a dying patient. Xiao Xiaolong's punch just now had broken all of Sima Xuan's teeth, but the current Sima Xuan was covered in blood, in a sorry state.

Xiao Long walked to Sima Xuan's side, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up. The first punch landed right on his nose, causing blood to spurt out. His nose was tilted to the side, like an oil shop, where all the salty, sour, and spicy parts rolled out. The second punch landed on his eye socket, causing it to crack even harder. After a flurry of fists, Sima Xuan's forehead, nose, and cheeks were covered in blood, as if his face had been smeared with purplish-red pigment.

"This punch, is for Muyu!" Xiao Long shouted angrily as he punched Sima Xuan hard on the nose, immediately striking him until blood spurted out from his nose. The tall nose looked like it had already collapsed.

"Xiaolong... This is my territory... You... "You won't be able to leave, just give up …" Sima Xuan struggled to finish his words, he opened his mouth that was filled with blood, and forced out a smile, letting out a deep and sinister laugh.

"I told you to laugh again!" The dragon was furious, he punched Sima Xuan in the eye again, turning him into a panda.

Afterwards, Xiao Long found a rope and tied Sima Xuan's hands behind her back, then said to Muyu: "Yu, put on some clothes and wait for me here. I will go out to check on the situation, and I will be back soon."

Xiao Long carefully opened the door and stretched out his head to inspect the surroundings. He discovered that this was a construction site, there were eight men guarding downstairs, some whispering, some leaning on the stone pillars to smoke, and some gambling with their hands showing tattoos. It was clear that they were gangsters on the streets, and were Sima Xuan's henchmen.

Of course, Xiaolong didn't care about talking about a few people, but what made him feel bad was that one of them was actually a pistol. No matter how fast a fist was, it wouldn't be faster than a bullet. It wouldn't be easy to break out of the encirclement, not to mention the fact that he still had Lan Muyu with him. Unless he took care of the man with the gun first, the rest would be easy to deal with. He didn't want to take the risk because he knew he was injured.

Xiao Long immediately made up his mind. He closed the door, walked to Sima Xuan's side and grabbed the sharp knife that was dropped on the ground. He then pulled Sima Xuan up and placed the knife on's neck, ready to use him as a cover.

"You think you can get out of here like this?" Sima Xuan said with a mocking tone of voice.

"If I can't escape, you won't be able to survive either!" Xiao Long was fearless as he forcefully pushed Sima Xuan forward, and continued to say to Muyu: "Yu, follow behind me, don't move too far away from me."

At this time, Muyu had already put on her clothes, and nodded towards Xiao Long, showing that she understood.

Thus, Xiao Long grabbed Sima Xuan, opened the door and walked out of the room with Muyu following closely behind him.

"Don't act rashly with your boss in my hands, or I'll cut his throat!" Xiao Long slowly walked down the stairs as he announced to the crowd below.

Those eight claws were all intimidated when they heard this, and they all looked towards Xiaolong. Sure enough, no one dared to make a move, and some of them looked at each other in dismay, at a loss of what to do.

"That bald guy, throw your gun over here. Hurry!" Xiao Long held the tip of his blade tightly against Sima Xuan's throat, and shouted at the bald man with the spear.

Hearing that, Sima Xuan immediately replied: Don't listen to him, he doesn't dare to kill me, I'm ordering you to shoot him in the head!

The bald kid was hesitating. He was holding a gun in his hand. He could neither throw it nor shoot it. He didn't know what to do.

"I don't dare to kill you? "Are you sure?" After Xiao Long finished speaking, he used a little strength and the blade tip went into Sima Xuan's skin, causing a trace of blood to seep out from Sima Xuan's neck.

"You … "If you kill me, you'll end up in jail …" Sima Xuan wanted to use the punishment to scare Xiao Long.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Long did not have any fear on his face, hearing him say, "Killing you is like pinching a bug, killing a scum like you is to eliminate harm for the sake of the common people, even if it costs me my life!"

Hearing that, Sima Xuan was speechless, and could only maintain his silence.

Seeing that Sima Xuan did not dare to say anything, his imposing manner became even stronger, and he shouted at the spearman: "I told you to throw the spear over!"

After being yelled at, the baldy's defense line immediately collapsed. No one dared to disobey, so they obediently followed orders.

Xiao Long received the gun with his left hand and immediately pushed Sima Xuan forward, firing a shot into Sima Xuan's left calf that caused him to completely lose his mobility and at the same time had the effect of intimidating.

"Whoever comes will die!" Xiao Long threw away his blade, held his spear in his right hand and waved it in all directions, indicating for everyone to retreat. Then, he pulled Muyu and quickly ran away.

Xiao Long held Muyu's hand, ran all the way to the end, then jumped down from a height of three meters, turned around and told Muyu to jump down.

Muyu was a little afraid of heights, and her legs went soft for a moment, not daring to jump down.

"Yu, don't be afraid, I will accept you! Hurry!" The little dragon opened up his arms, waiting for Muyu.

Muyu kept shaking her head, not daring to jump. In fact, not to mention a weak young girl, even a seven foot tall man, if not trained, would often not dare to rashly jump from a height of more than three meters.

"If you don't jump again, you can just wait for those beasts to catch you and let you enjoy yourself slowly!" In a moment of desperation, Xiaolong could only threaten him.

Hearing this, Muyu's heart palpitated, and she gathered her courage to jump down.

Xiao Long stretched out both his hands, steadily caught Muyu, and then put her on the ground. He pulled her down and continued to jog.

There were no more obstacles along the way. Xiao Long and Muyu finally left the tiger's den and returned to the street.

"They shouldn't be chasing us anymore." Xiao Long heaved a sigh of relief and slowed down his pace. After walking a few steps, he suddenly fell to the ground. His chest was already dark red. It turned out that the knife wounds on his chest were very deep. In addition to vigorous exercise, his blood energy was surging upwards, so he could not stop the bleeding. As a result, he lost a bit too much blood, and his body was extremely weak.

"Xiaolong! How are you? " Muyu walked forward in shock, wanting to help Xiao Long up, but she was not able to withstand Xiao Long's weight. She could only squat beside him, and asked anxiously: "Can you still walk?"

Xiao Long laid prone on the ground. His body was limp, and his eyes were lifeless. He weakly said, "I … I can't walk anymore. You should leave first, don't worry about me …"

"You … "Don't scare me." Muyu was so anxious that she almost cried, and continued: "I won't abandon you, I'll go find someone to help me."

It was already late in the night, and the place was far away from the city. There were few pedestrians on the streets, so Muyu could only shout for help as she walked, trying to attract the nearest passerby to him so that she could help send Xiao Long to the hospital.

In the end, the Heavens did not disappoint those who were willing. A young man was lured over by Muyu's cry for help, upon learning that someone was severely injured, he called for the white carriage, and even tore off his clothes to bandage Xiao Long's wound, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

Not long after that, the ambulance arrived, and several paramedics helped Liao Long into the ambulance.

Muyu thanked the warmhearted young man, and followed him into the ambulance, accompanying Xiao Long as they walked towards the hospital.

Old Hu immediately called Mr. Yuan to inform him when he found out that Xiaolong was injured and was in the hospital. On the second day, Mr. Yuan came to the hospital early in the morning to visit Xiaolong.

The small dragon's upper body was wrapped in gauze. Its body was fine, just that it was a little weak. When he saw Mr. Yuan coming in, he sat up on the bed and said: "Mr. Yuan, you're here."

"What happened?" Mr. Yuan's expression turned gloomy, he opened his mouth wanting to know the whole story.

"Last night, Muyu and I were attacked and escaped with great difficulty. Xiao Long said in displeasure.

"Who did it?" Mr. Yuan asked.

"It was Sima Xuan who did it!" Muyu, who had been waiting beside Xiao Long, quickly said.

Mr. Yuan could not help but curse in a low voice. "Fuck!" He continued, "I can't do it on the surface, but in the dark. I think that brat must be tired of living!"

"Mr. Yuan, it's fine if Yu and I can return safely, but don't take such scum seriously." The dragon said so.

"No, if I don't give him a warning, he will harass you guys again." Mr. Yuan said.

"What are you going to do?" Xiaolong asked.