The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Chapter 423: Capture and Surround

They even went to take a look and found that it was a large house that had been abandoned for a long time, but it had now been bought by Manager Duan of the Marquis' Mansion.

Fang Youming felt that his luck had improved a lot since he started working for the young general.

This time, it’s effortless.

He was walking at the end, dragging his mother upstairs, when he heard a faint sound coming from behind.

Thinking that something was wrong, he increased his speed.

"Brother, you go up first."

Fang Youpu heard the noise behind him and became anxious, so he asked his brother to go up first.

"Stop talking about that useless stuff now, quick."

Fang Youming squatted down and let Fang Youpu step on his shoulders.

Fang Youpu's hands were shaking with fear, but he climbed up very quickly.

As soon as he got up, he turned around and prepared to pull his brother.

Fang Youming looked at the approaching killer and smiled at Pu Ge'er and his mother from inside. The light from outside shone on his face, making it look particularly gentle.

"boom."

He pulled down the entrance to the underground passage, and the light on his face was slowly blocked, finally becoming darkness.

"elder brother!"

"Ming'er!"

Fang Youming's eyes felt a little hot, and he drew the sword from his waist, which was given to him as a reward by the young general after he left.

Ignoring the voices coming from above, he believed that the young general's men would take good care of his mother and the others.

In the darkness, his smile widened.

He is not a brainless person, but if he wants to be valued by the people above him, he must show his abilities.

He has Ming, and he doesn't just rely on his own brain.

If you flee in panic and hide behind others, you will never be able to stand out.

Fang Youming's eyes became more and more determined. Taking advantage of his familiarity with the passage, he quickly pierced through the unsuspecting people in front of him.

Fortunately, the passage is not wide and can only accommodate one person.

Even if the opponent has more people, they cannot take advantage.

With his adrenaline rushing to the limit, he became bloodthirsty and even injured himself.

The opponent was caught off guard the first few times, but soon Fang Youming was at a disadvantage and saw that the opponent's big knife was about to fall.

He turned his posture, exposing his shoulders and back, and pushed the sword in his hand in.

Different place, familiar posture.

This guy is a real mad dog.

The man was still thinking this when he fell.

Fang Youming's shoulder, which had just healed, was injured again.

He knelt on the ground, his hands no longer having any strength.

"If you injure the enemy, you will lose eight hundred of your own. You can't do business in the future, or you will lose everything."

Fang Youming fell to the ground and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the voice was from someone close to the young general.

"However, I like your courage. You will bite the other party even if you die."

The visitor helped Fang Youming up.

"Why, is he dead?"

Fang Youming raised his head, pulled the wound, and gasped in pain.

"No, it just hurts so much I can't speak."

"Puch."

The people who followed laughed out loud when they heard this.

"Good boy, let's go back."

The entrance opened again and people were waiting outside.

Duan He was guarding there with a team of guards, while the Fang family members stood aside with tears in their eyes, not daring to cry out loud.

He Jiajing saw the stone door that Ming'er had just closed was opened, and looked over nervously and anxiously.

He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, but was stopped by the guards beside him.

The first person to come up was a strong man, and the Fang family was a little disappointed when they saw him.

The man came up, turned around and lifted something down.

Fang Youming's good arm was pulled upwards, and someone was dragging him from below.

"Thank you, sir."

Seeing that Fang Youming was fine, the Fang family members breathed a sigh of relief, especially He Jiajing, who collapsed to the ground, with Fang Youpu kneeling beside her and hugging her.

After Fang Youming came up, the people below also came up slowly.

"Why is this hole built so high? I'll ask my brothers to modify it later."

Bai Yi dusted himself off and muttered.

"You guys guard this place. I'm going to have a meal. I'm hungry."

Bai Yi spoke very casually, as if he had just taken a simple walk.

He had to go eat something first because he still had to work. When he passed by Fang Youming, he suddenly asked, "Do you want to come to the interrogation later?"

Fang Youming clenched his hands tightly and looked up with some surprise.

"Come!"

Fang Youming sat there, chewing a steamed bun, while Fan Xuanyu was bandaging his wound.

"The others are not vital, except for the shoulder. I was already injured before, and now there is another one."

Fan Xuanyu used the best medicine she had and then prepared to fix him with a wooden stick.

"You were wounded twice, very recently. I'll fix your left arm. If it happens again, you won't have this arm anymore."

Fang Youming watched his sister treating his wounds. Although her tone was very normal, he felt a little frightened.

"I see."

As soon as he said this, he received an angry glare.

"You can't move your hands, and the wound can't get wet. Every day when I go to change the little general's dressing, you go over and wait for me."

"I know, I know."

After Fan Xuanyu finished bandaging the wound and was packing up his things, someone came to the door. It was Bai Yi.

"Have you finished eating?"

He leaned lazily against the door frame, watching the "harmonious" scene between the brother and sister inside.

Fang Youming quickly stuffed the remaining steamed bun in his hand into his mouth and rinsed it with water.

"Finished."

He stood up and walked forward, and Fan Xuanyu turned around and bowed to Bai Yi.

"Greetings, Lord Bai."

"Oh, no, no, Doctor Fan, I'm taking your brother away. Don't worry, I guarantee he won't get hurt."

Bai Yi said with a smile, pointing at Fang Youming and jokingly.

Fan Xuanyu was not annoyed. "Master Bai, you are joking. I still have to go to the young general, so I will leave first."

"Okay, take your time."

Bai Yi kept his distance and waited until Fan Xuanyu left before saying to Fang Youming, "Let's go."

Two days and two nights passed, and Bai Yi and Fang Youming came out of the cellar with dark circles under their eyes.

These two days and two nights were not without results. After presenting the findings to the young general, the two men went back to catch up on their sleep.

The Fang family was no longer in the original Baihua Alley at this time. The girls' school was recruiting staff, and because of Fan Xuanyu's relationship, most of the Fang family members went to work there.

The only ones left were those from the Fang family who were still working outside. If they came back, the girls' school would arrange work for them.

This is an external statement.

The truth is that the Fang family is afraid that the people behind the scenes will be dissatisfied because of General Duan's affairs.

It would be bad if the anger was directed at them.

Therefore, the Fang family found a protective umbrella.

Kang Ge'er also promised Fang Youming that the Marquis' Mansion would also make arrangements for the Fang family, but it is not possible now.

Fang Youming kowtowed and said that as long as his family was safe, he would not ask for anything else.