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Chapter 017

The reinforcements from the Duke's Mansion were all personal soldiers who were taken in by the Duke's house for many years and injured for the rest of their lives during the battles. Although there were only 30 people, they had the momentum of thousands of troops when they came over. Under the leadership of the eldest lady, they were like tigers going down the mountain, and the assassins killed were like rolling soup and pouring snow, and the soldiers collapsed in a blink of an eye.

When the two assassin leaders saw that they were not allowed to do anything, they immediately ordered decisively: "Correction of the beginning and retreat."

The enemy withdrew their troops, but instead of hiding into the alley, they ran along the way. Along the way, they did not forget to finish the fight for every companion lying on the ground, whether the injured or the dead. They escaped all the way, and they really killed people to silence them. From this we can see that this is the real organized desperation.

The fat man was more afraid of pain than ordinary people. Although his identity was special and the enemy did not dare to really kill him, he had no eyes. In addition, in order to protect his brothers behind him, he was willing to use his special identity to block the enemy's swords and guns. In the end, both sides had to fight to the death, the wounds on his body were no less than Zhao Xing.

At this time, when I saw my sister, I was discharged and collapsed to the ground. I don’t know if it was really painful or I was deliberately wronged in front of my sister, and my screams were similar to slaughtering pigs.

When his sister saw it, she was so scared that she almost lost her soul. She didn't even bother to pursue the enemy. She flew down from the war horse and rushed to her younger brother. She looked up and down with a panic look on her younger brother's injuries.

Fortunately, the little fat man is flexible and fleshy. Although he is covered in blood, he is covered in skin trauma and cannot kill his life at all. Although he screams like killing a pig, it is not hindered for a while.

Seeing his brother's injury, the eldest lady was relieved and suddenly gave his brother a big mouth: "Shut up."

The little fat man's scream stopped abruptly, and he covered his cheek and looked at his sister blankly: "I am the injured, why are you still hitting me?"

The young lady stood up and scolded her coldly: "Our British Duke is a general. The children of the generals shed blood and do not shed tears. I will beat you, a coward who is not good at doing well."

The little fat man shut up immediately.

The young lady inspected the battle group and walked to Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing was gently slashing his casualties. Two of the twelve guys died, and all of them were injured, one of them had a broken arm. The shopkeeper Gao Sheng was also cut at some point. Fortunately, the knife was not big, and he was just exhausted alone, but he did not cry out for pain. This made Zhao Xing praise him. Unexpectedly, the timid guy who was usually a charlatan is also a strong man.

Fortunately, Guo Guangsheng's granddaughter and Xiufen were safe and sound, and finally achieved Zhao Xing's goal.

Seeing the eldest lady approaching her, Zhao Xing insisted on bowing and thanking her: "Thank you, the county lord, for helping her."

The eldest lady looked at him coldly and said in a calm tone: "I'm not saving you, but my brother. Let's talk about the trouble you caused to my Duke's Mansion in the UK later."

This attitude made Zhao Xing a little embarrassed. The eldest lady was right. When she decided to rush to the Duke's Mansion, it was equivalent to pulling the Duke of England into this muddy water. But if this was not the case, could there be other ways?

Just as he was embarrassed, the eldest lady said again: "Trial ten good players, go to Zhao Xing's house and take his family into the Duke's Mansion immediately. If there is anyone who dares to stop him on the road, he will be killed without mercy. If the enemy is powerful, set off fireworks for help."

Ten veterans immediately agreed to the promise. Just these ten people stood there and stood up with the momentum of thousands of troops charging into battle.

Zhao Xing was stunned, but immediately understood the heart of this young lady on the outside and on the inside. In fact, he fought all the way, but he had long been intoxicated by worrying about his family. At this time, he had such an arrangement. He was very grateful at the time and went up to thank him again.

Guo Guangsheng came out and suggested: "Mr. Zhao still has important matters to report to the Duke of China. Should he send a familiar friend to lead the way?"

Gao Sheng came out and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes." Then he said to a guy who had given something to Zhao Xing's family with a slightly injured person: "Wang San, you can go there."

Everyone had already been exhausted, and they were injured, so it was difficult to move at all. However, Wang Sanyi heard that he was leading the way to pick up Zhao Xing's family, so he took the call without hesitation. Because in their hearts, Zhao Xing had already become their leader since the oath of not giving up.

In Wang San's opinion, it was an honor to be able to serve the leader, so he called the man from the Duke's Mansion and ran towards the Zhao Xing family.

The British Duke stood at the top of the living room, looking at the fat man covered in blood with his hands behind his back. Although his eyes were full of love and pain, he just held his hands so proudly, looking at the fat man reluctant to leave, carefully observing every scar in his mind, and assessing the severity of the fat man, but he heard the process of Zhao Xing's lightly telling in his ears without missing a word.

Seeing that his daughter had carefully cleaned and bandaged his son's wounds, Zhao Xing was just finished speaking. The British Duke stood up and said lightly: "Silly, arrogant, what a tough backstage."

Then he said to Zhao Xing: "It's late tonight. Let my housekeeper arrange your residence and bandage your wounds. Well, let's get here today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The Duke of the State naturally made a decision, but he didn't need to tell a small Jinyiwei that he was not even qualified to discuss with him. Although Zhao Xing caused this unpredictable disaster this time, he would give him more generous gifts in the future.

This is the typical mentality of the superior.

When Zhao Xing was taken to a secluded cross-yard, he saw the calm mother, the panicked little girl, and the little puppy in Xiao Ya's arms who was curious about the fresh environment. This finally made Zhao Xing completely relieved.

When my father was in the Jinyiwei, he was responsible for detectives. Moreover, he was a loyal and outspoken person and often went out. Almost every time he came back, he rarely had any scars. My mother was used to such things, but it was the first time she needed to be taken to the Duke's Mansion to take refuge.

Seeing Zhao Xing standing in front of him, my mother was relieved with a calm expression. Seeing Zhao Xing paying him a favor, she was full of concern. She grabbed her son's arm and observed the bandaged injuries up and down while asking with concern: "What's going on? Why did such a big noise happen?"

"Mom, don't worry, it's all skin trauma. The knife wound medicine from the Duke's Mansion is indeed a mistake. At this time, the swelling and no pain are gone." Then Zhao Xing carefully supported his mother to walk to the arranged dormitory and said apologetically: "Mom, I'm really sorry, the child got into trouble that he didn't want to get at all. This trouble is still very big. So, I had to startle my mother and my younger sister here in the middle of the night." Zhao Xing could only say this because he didn't want the truth to scare her mother.

It seemed that I saw my mother a little nervous, so I explained it as if nothing had happened: "But with the help of the hot Duke of the dynasty, there might be no subsequent danger in this matter."

My mother sighed, but comforted her son and said, "Actually, my mother has become accustomed to this kind of worry and fear. Your father was like this back then, but it was not as big as you. Well, since it is safe, you can have a good sleep. Tomorrow, there must be many things that you need to do. Maintaining strong physical strength and spirit, and cope with future crises is what you should do now."
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