RPAGF Chapter 357 Sneak Attack
Chapter 357 Sneak Attack
The Duan family finally left the yacht.
Jiang Huiyi knelt there motionless, like a clay or wooden sculpture.
Duan Ye was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly shouted, and rushed forward to jump into the sea, but Duan Chengfang grabbed his trouser leg.
Duan Chengfang's tone was unusually calm. "Duan Ye, calm down. Go call someone and inform Jia Renlu that we need to leave here as soon as possible."
Duan Ye turned around and looked at his brother in disbelief.
Although Duan Chengfang looked embarrassed, his tone at the moment was very similar to Duan Hongji's. He was no longer the calm and elegant nobleman he used to be.
"Let's go." Duan Chengfang said, "I need to heal my wounds. Let Jia Renlu take care of the woman on the ground. He is more anxious than us about something like this happening at the auction."
"Second brother, you--" Duan Ye took a step back, the astonishment in his eyes even overwhelmed the panic and sadness.
"Grow up, Duan Ye." Duan Chengfang ordered in an unquestionable tone.
Duan Ye suddenly fell silent.
He leaned his head over the railing, took one last look at the vast sea, and then stood up straight.
"I understand, second brother."
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Feng Liuxue's body was left there and ignored. Jia Renlu had just said on the phone that he would be responsible for negotiations and handling the matter - as for how to "handle" it, it depended on François's opinion.
The slick businessman sent a tall staff member to help the Duan family get to the lifeboat and escort the Duan family at sea. The vast ocean was too dangerous.
The staff member wore a hat, mask and gloves meticulously, revealing only a pair of beautifully shaped eyes.
Fortunately, Duan Ye was absent-minded at the moment. If he still had a little consciousness, he would probably find the staff member's eyes very familiar.
The staff member said in very standard Mandarin, which was so standard that it was almost fake: "Please leave as soon as possible. Especially Mr. Duan's leg injury, there is no time to delay."
The staff carried Duan Chengfang on their backs and tied him up with ropes as they got off the yacht. Duan Chengfang lay on the other's back, and suddenly a flash of gold appeared before his eyes.
Duan Chengfang looked closely and realized that it was the other person's hair - a small tuft of hair stuck out from under the staff member's hat.
Foreigner? Or hair dye?
Duan Chengfang no longer had the heart to think about these things. He was very tired and needed to rest. He needed to wake up and meet his family in a healthy and energetic body.
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After the three people from the Duan family left, a figure suddenly rushed out from the other end of the deck!
When he saw the snow on the ground, he cried out in grief, "Xue'er!"
The person who came was François.
François threw himself on Feng Liuxue, his face showing three parts of dominance, three parts of fear, three parts of affection, and one part of heartache.
"Xue'er! Wake up!"
"Feng Liuxue! I won't let you die!"
"Feng Liuxue! You are mine! Everything about you is mine! How can you die here!"
“Feng Liuxue! I beg you… please…”
Francois called Feng Liuxue's name affectionately and asked 424, "What are her vital signs?"
"Not dead." 424 said, "Zhao Ruoming's attack was moderate, avoiding all vital parts."
François said affectionately: "Xue'er, I know you are fine, you are fine, right? Don't scare me, I beg you, open your eyes and look at me again..."
424 continued to report: "The Duan family has left under the escort of the Russian named Fyodor. By the way, I bought a pair of beauty contact lenses for Fyodor out of my own pocket, remember to pay me back."
François held Feng Liuxue's face and kissed her eyelashes, cheeks and forehead madly: "Cher... my Cher..."
424 calculated: "I just imitated Jia Renlu's voice and answered the call from Duan's family. If it was you, I wouldn't ask for money. But this bill should be charged to Zhao Ruoming. She is rich, so this also needs to be charged."
A tear slid down from François' amber eyes and fell on Feng Liuxue's face.
424 warned: "Old Fu, don't be lazy! Feng Liuxue is only half unconscious now, she can hear what you say to her!"
"..." François continued to make up stories with difficulty, "Cher...are you blaming me for not being able to take a picture of that piece of amber? As long as you wake up, wake up, everything will be fine..."
424 checked the stopwatch and said, "That's enough."
François picked up Feng Liuxue!
Feng Liuxue lay in François' arms, her face pale and looking lifeless.
Although the other party closed his eyes and could not see anything, François still maintained a very professional level.
He looked at Feng Liuxue's face with paranoia and pity, and murmured: "Xue'er... I have a way to save you... I must have a way to save you..."
As he said this, he held Feng Liuxue in his arms and walked towards the basement of the deck, mumbling something as he walked.
basement.
This is a rather secret room. From the outside, it seems ordinary, but inside it is spacious and grand, with a different world.
François carried Feng Liuxue into the secret room.
There was a person sitting in the center of the secret room. If anyone from the Dark Blood Feast was here, they would probably scream out in shock.
This person is none other than the Di Wanshu whom they have been searching for so long!
Di Wanshu's face was paler than before, and he was thinner. Francois stood in front of him holding Feng Liuxue, and the shadow he formed was enough to cover Di Wanshu's entire body.
"What are you doing here?" Di Wanshu asked lazily, supporting his chin.
Francois pursed his lips and said in a difficult tone: "Please."
"Oh?" Di Wanshu raised his eyebrows uninterested, "What do you want from me?"
François placed Feng Liuxue on the sofa facing Di Wanshu. After just a few movements, his hands were already covered in blood.
"Please save her."
Di Wanshu didn't seem surprised by this answer. He stretched his waist lazily (the deficit caused by helping Francois and Zhao Ruoming last time has not been made up yet), and said nonchalantly: "Why should I help you?"
Francois' tone suddenly became excited: "You are the only person in the world who can save her! As long as you are here, she can live!"
Di Wanshu smiled: "You really do know who I am. Did Fu Dongshu tell you?"
"..." Francois did not answer, but repeated persistently: "Please save her. As long as you can save her, I will agree to any conditions you give me."
Di Wanshu glanced at Feng Liuxue lying on the sofa, and then looked at Francois, who was pale and the pain on his face was almost overflowing.
"It's not impossible." Di Wanshu suddenly sneered, "Push me over to see her."
Francois was overjoyed and quickly pushed Di Wanshu to the sofa. Di Wanshu leaned down slightly to observe Feng Liuxue's condition.
The moment he made this move, François suddenly jumped up, stabbed a dagger into his neck!
The fatal sneak attack had an immediate effect, and a stream of blood spurted out, splashing onto François' face!
Di Wanshu did not move, but suddenly sneered.
He can actually make a sound!
François was shocked. As he looked at him in doubt, Di Wanshu slowly straightened up and looked at François.
"Why do you think that an ordinary dagger can hurt me?"
The expression on Di Wanshu's face did not change at all, as if what was stuck in his neck was not a dagger, but a small piece of wood.
Beads of sweat fell from Francois's face like dew. He took a step back involuntarily, as if he had seen something indescribable.
Di Wanshu stretched and tilted his head. Although the dagger was not fatal, it was still a bit painful. Di Wanshu reached out and grasped the handle of the dagger, trying to pull it out.
Suddenly, the calm expression on his face froze.
A strange scene happened. No matter how hard Di Wanshu tried, the dagger seemed to be attached to his body and could not be pulled out!
Di Wanshu became furious and pulled with all his might, but the fancy dagger was still stuck in him, biting his neck like a dog!
Blood flowed down the knife and formed a river of blood on the ground.
Seeing this, François breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat.
"What is this?" Di Wanshu's eyes widened. "What is this——"