The Great Doctor Girl

The night was like a huge piece of black silk, weighing heavily on the mansion. The moonlight was like mercury pouring on the ground, but it could not penetrate the inky darkness, nor could it dispel the weirdness that seemed to linger in the yard like a substance.

Huang Junze got up from the bed quietly, afraid of waking me up.

His gaze lingered gently and affectionately on my sleeping face, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance, his eyes as deep as water, containing endless love.

Turning around, he approached the window lightly and nimbly, gently pushed aside a corner of the curtain with his slender hand, and glanced vigilantly at the yard through the narrow gap.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees in the yard looked like a group of demons with bared fangs and claws. Driven by the breeze, they swayed wildly, making rustling sounds that sounded like the whispers of demons.

The seemingly ordinary scene was like an invisible hand, tightly gripping Huang Junze's heart. The strange sounds that seemed to appear and disappear were like the traces left by ghosts moving through the darkness, lingering in his heart and making him frown involuntarily.

Having been in the business world for many years, he has always been very sensitive. It is impossible for him not to have some strange feeling about this. He has no idea whether the person coming is a human or a ghost.

An inexplicable sense of unease quickly spread in his heart, driving him to decide to go to the yard to find out what was going on.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened the bedroom door. A wave of coldness rushed towards him like a tide. The chill was biting, like a cold wind blowing from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hell, which made him shiver.

Although it is mid-autumn, this chill has a bit of sinister air.

He walked through the living room cautiously, and every step seemed to be stepping on a taut heartstring. The light footsteps were amplified in the silent living room, like a death knell ringing in the darkness, which seemed particularly abrupt in this dead silent environment.

The yard was as quiet as a vacuum. Only his own footsteps echoed lonely on the stone road. The sound was like a guide in the darkness, but no one knew where it would lead him.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the house, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing by the flowers. It was so fast that it was like a fleeting meteor in the dark night, or a ghost that came and went without a trace.

He turned his head sharply, his eyes blazing with fire, revealing unquestionable majesty, and shouted in a low voice: "Who?"

The voice was low and deep, but it was like thunder in the silent courtyard.

However, the only response he got was the sound of the wind blowing the flowers and plants. The flowers and plants swayed in the wind, as if mocking his nervousness, and the rustling sound became more and more harsh in his ears.

He became even more alert, as if countless pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness were watching his every move. He slowly walked towards the direction where the shadow flashed, and every step was full of vigilance, like a soldier stepping into the enemy camp.

When he approached the flowers, suddenly, a powerful force attacked him from behind. The force carried a cold murderous intent, like an extremely sharp spear, piercing his back.

Relying on his keen intuition and agile skills acquired through years of training, Huang Junze quickly dodged sideways with movements as smooth as flowing water.

But the aftermath of the attack still hit his shoulder like a sledgehammer, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body like an electric current. His forehead was in so much pain that fine cold sweat instantly seeped out and slid down his cheeks.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, steadied his body, and looked at the attacker with lightning-like eyes.

In the darkness, all he could see was a pair of eyes emitting a cold light, like two cold will-o'-the-wisp fires in the darkness, staring straight at him. Those eyes were full of malice, as if they wanted to devour him.

"Who are you?" Huang Junze glared, the anger in his eyes was like a burning flame, almost igniting the darkness.

The opponent did not respond, but launched another attack, his figure rushing towards him as fast as a ghost, his movements so fast that it was dazzling.

Huang Junze was forced to fight. He knew very well that he couldn't make a big noise, otherwise if he woke me up, I would be in danger.

It turned out to be the masked man who had not dared to show himself before. The man wrapped in black had his hat blown off during the fight.

Huang Junze's movements were agile and cautious, like a dancer on a tightrope. While dodging attacks, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, carefully observing every move of the masked man, trying to find the flaws in his defense and preparing to deliver a fatal blow, just like a cheetah waiting for the best time to attack.

Huang Junze dodged the masked man's attack by leaning sideways, his movements as agile as a cheetah, his body light and agile.

In order to keep fit, his years of fitness training were not in vain.

At the same time, he quickly raised his foot and kicked the opponent's abdomen. This kick contained all the strength of his body, like a cannonball fired from a gun, with a whistling sound, and rushed towards the target fiercely.

As the masked man retreated from the sudden attack, his eyes scanned the ground like lightning and he quickly picked up a branch from the ground to use as a makeshift weapon.

He swung the branch towards the masked man, and the branch cut through the air with a sharp whistling sound, the sound was like the call of the Grim Reaper when he swung his scythe. Every swing was fierce and powerful, and the branch left a trail of afterimages under the moonlight, as if weaving a web of death.

His eyes were sharp as he attacked while carefully observing the masked man's movements, not missing any subtle changes, trying to find flaws in his defense, like a shrewd hunter looking for the weaknesses of his prey, ready to deliver a heavy blow, leaving his opponent unable to fight back.

When the masked man pounced again, Huang Junze ducked nimbly, his body as light as a fish gliding across the water, his movements done in one smooth motion.

The branch in his hand was like a nimble snake, quickly sweeping towards the opponent's legs, trying to trip him. The branch drew a graceful arc in the air, with a slight sound of wind.

If the masked man dodges, he will turn around and use the power of rotation to enhance the power of the next attack. His spinning posture is like a dancing tornado, and every movement is full of power and beauty. The momentum he exudes is like a surging wave, making the masked man dare not approach easily. He can only look for opportunities on the periphery, like a beast surrounded by flames, not daring to step into the danger zone easily.

Huang Junze rarely displays such skills.

At this moment, Huang Junze's personal bodyguards Ji Feng and Xun Lei appeared like ghosts.

They were arranged by Huang Junze to guard my safety and only came after ensuring that there was no risk in my room.

The gust of wind was like a black lightning, passing by the flowers on the left side of the yard at a rapid speed. His posture was as agile as the most agile black panther in the mountains, and every movement was full of power and speed.

His footsteps were as light as if walking on clouds, without making any sound, as if they had merged into one with the night.

He skillfully used the cover of flowers and rockery, moving freely among them.

He quickly approached the masked man's left side, the dagger in his hand flashing coldly in the moonlight. The cold light was like a call from the depths of hell, extremely sharp, as if it could tear apart all the defenses in the world, ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

Xun Lei rushed from the corridor on the right side of the courtyard. He was like a ghost blending into the darkness, his figure illusory and mysterious.

He used the pillars of the corridor to hide his body and shuttled quickly between the pillars. Every time he shuttled, it was like crossing the boundaries of time and space. The speed was so fast that it was dizzying.

With each pillar he passed, his speed increased, like a cheetah accelerating while chasing its prey, rushing towards the right side of the masked man.

He held the short stick tightly in his hand. The stick seemed to be an extension of his body, full of strength. Every slight movement could feel the powerful force coming from the short stick.

His eyes were fixed on the target, like a hunter locking onto his prey, his eyes revealing sharpness and concentration. He was ready to cooperate with Ji Feng to catch the masked man off guard and put him in a desperate situation.

The masked man in black was startled, and the rhythm of his attack was instantly disrupted.

It's like a harmonious piece of music suddenly has harsh noises.

Gale and Thunder worked together as seamlessly as if they were one person. Their moves were extremely fierce, and each one was aimed at the masked man's vital points, as dense as raindrops.

The dagger of Gale pierced the masked man's throat like a poisonous snake, and the short stick of Thunder swept towards the masked man's legs like a mountain. The attacks of the two complemented each other and did not give the masked man any chance to breathe.

The man in black gradually couldn't stand up to the attack from both of them. He started to panic, like a trapped beast in a desperate situation, with a trace of panic and fear in his eyes.

Only then did Huang Junze see clearly that the man in black was actually the masked man from before.

He felt a chill in his heart, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. He knew the purpose of this person's visit, which was like a cancer hidden in the dark, which could erupt at any time and cause fatal danger.

The masked man seemed to realize that the situation was not good. The purpose of his visit was originally me. He was a little surprised to see Huang Junze come out. Now there were two more powerful opponents. He knew that it would be disadvantageous for him to continue to fight, so he didn't want to fight anymore.

He made a feint, and the seemingly flawed action actually contained a hidden trick, like a carefully designed trap.

Then he ran towards the courtyard wall, as fast as an arrow, leaving a blurry afterimage in the night.

How could the swift wind and thunder let him escape so easily? They followed him closely, like two black lightning bolts streaking across the night sky.

But the masked man was already very skilled. He was like the master of the dark world and knew the environment here very well.

When he approached the wall, he suddenly threw a smoke bomb from his arms. The smoke bomb exploded on the ground, and thick smoke spread instantly. The smoke was like a huge white python, quickly covering the entire corner of the yard and swallowing everything.

The masked man took advantage of the thick smoke and disappeared like a ghost in the night, leaving only the gradually dissipating smoke filling the air.

Ji Feng and Xun Lei returned to Huang Junze's side, knelt on one knee, and their faces were full of self-blame: "Boss Huang, I let him get away. I failed in my duty."

Huang Junze waved his hand, his eyes still fixed on the direction where the masked man disappeared, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes: "Don't blame you, this man has been prepared for a long time, so you should strengthen your defenses next time." His heart was full of worries, knowing that this attack was just the beginning, and there was a bigger conspiracy hidden behind it.

At this moment, I seemed to notice something unusual in the room and woke up from my sleep.

I sat up suddenly, my heart beating violently in my chest, as if it was about to burst through my chest. The "boom, boom, boom" sound of my heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent room.