Hong Kong Movies: The Boss's Global Empire

"Ye Xiaoyan, you succeeded!" Huo Han approached with a pleased smile. Ye Xiaoyan nodded shyly and wiped the blood from the blade. As long as Huo Han was happy, she was willing to do anything.

The two of them briefly cleaned up the scene and destroyed the leader's body in the sea of ​​fire. The Tianmo Cult collapsed, but Ye Xiaoyan knew there was a greater conspiracy behind it. As long as Huo Han was still there, she would continue to fight.

After returning to "Sanwuqi's" home, Ye Xiaoyan carefully treated the burns on both of them. She carefully wiped the medicine away, fearing to hurt Huo Han. A soft "Ah" escaped Huo Han's lips, and Ye Xiaoyan immediately stopped what she was doing, her face filled with remorse.

"It's okay, go on." Huo Han smiled gently, encouraging her to continue healing him. Ye Xiaoyan nodded and carefully treated the last wound.

That night, Ye Xiaoyan tossed and turned in her bed. Her mind was filled with images of the battle with the leader that day. She felt that Huo Han deserved to be injured; she would never let him suffer again.

"Let's continue investigating the Tianmo Cult's sphere of influence today." After breakfast, Huo Han said to Ye Xiaoyan.

Soon, the two arrived at a secret base of the Tianmo Cult. This underground base was so well hidden that if they hadn't previously captured the cultists and forced them to confess, they would have never found the entrance. Ye Xiaoyan held her gun, observing every dark corner. She would never let anyone harm Huo Han.

"Be careful!" Ye Xiaoyan, perceptive of the movement in the firing port above her head, quickly took a step forward, pulling Huo Han away. A barrage of bullets shot past her face, impacting the concrete floor behind her.

"That was a close call! Thanks to you for finding it in time." Huo Han breathed a sigh of relief, and Ye Xiaoyan nodded with a blush. As long as Huo Han was safe, she would be content with her life.

The two continued to advance deeper into the base, carefully avoiding the ubiquitous traps. Ye Xiaoyan stared at every surveillance camera, vowing not to let them harm Huo Han in the slightest! Finally, they reached the command room, the very heart of the base. "Remnants of the Demonic Cult, die!" Ye Xiaoyan shouted, kicking open the heavy iron door.

A chaotic burst of gunfire erupted from inside. Ye Xiaoyan quickly pulled Huo Han behind her, and the bullet flew past her face, leaving a streak of blood.

"Prepare to die!" Ye Xiaoyan's eyes were red, and he picked up the steel pipe at hand and swept it towards the believers inside. The steel pipe smashed a man's skull, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Ye Xiaoyan, you are so strong!" Huo Han admired sincerely. Ye Xiaoyan smiled shyly. It was her honor to sacrifice her life for Huo Han.

Finally, with the combined efforts of the two, all the cultists in the base were wiped out. Ye Xiaoyan looked at the piles of corpses on the ground, and a sense of satisfaction of revenge surged in her heart.

"Ye Xiaoyan, you are injured!" Huo Han anxiously checked the bloodstains on her arm.

"This little injury is nothing." Ye Xiaoyan said calmly. As long as Huo Han was happy, her sacrifice and pain were worth it.

That night, Ye Xiaoyan stood alone on the balcony, gazing at the sky. In her heart, she silently repeated her vow to forever protect Huo Han. As long as she stayed by his side, she would bravely move forward, no matter what difficulties she encountered.

The next morning, Ye Xiaoyan carefully checked every room and door and window to ensure that the security system was foolproof. Only then did she feel relieved and prepare breakfast.

"We are going to investigate a warehouse of the Demonic Cult today." After having a simple breakfast, Huo Han said to Ye Xiaoyan.

"Okay, I'll drive you there." Ye Xiaoyan agreed readily.

Soon, the two came to a remote old warehouse. Ye Xiaoyan watched every dark corner, fearing that there were criminals waiting for an opportunity to attack.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind the shelf and went straight for Huo Han's throat! Ye Xiaoyan was quick-witted and threw the gangster over her shoulder, throwing him heavily to the ground. She picked up the iron pipe beside her and stabbed him hard in the heart.

"Ye Xiaoyan, well done!" Huo Han praised, and Ye Xiaoyan smiled shyly.

The two continued to go deeper into the warehouse and inspect the surroundings. Finally, they found a batch of smuggled arms and weapons.

"The crimes of the Heavenly Demon Cult are simply intolerable." Huo Han said in a deep voice, "We must completely eradicate them."

That night, Ye Xiaoyan stood alone on the balcony, gazing at the sky. In her heart, she repeated again and again her vow to protect Huo Han forever. As long as she was by his side, she had nothing to fear.

The next morning, Ye Xiaoyan carefully checked every room to ensure that the security system was foolproof, and then she felt relieved and prepared breakfast.

"We will face a very tough opponent today." After breakfast, Huo Han told Ye Xiaoyan in a deep voice.

Ye Xiaoyan nodded silently. She would do her best to protect Huo Han. As long as she was with him, she was not afraid of any powerful enemy.

Soon, they arrived at an abandoned building. "Be careful, there's an ambush ahead." Huo Han frowned.

Sure enough, I saw several gangsters rushing out from the shadows with knives in hand.

"Go to hell!" Ye Xiaoyan's eyes were icy. She rolled onto the ground and delivered a spinning kick, knocking the nearest gangster to the ground. She snatched his knife and stabbed the other gangster through the heart with her backhand.

"Ye Xiaoyan, well done!" Huo Han said approvingly. Ye Xiaoyan smiled shyly. It was the honor of her life to work for Huo Han.

The two continued to move forward, facing endless ambushes. Ye Xiaoyan successfully resolved countless dangerous situations with her keen sixth sense, always protecting Huo Han's safety.

"I'll deal with him." When the two finally reached the top floor of the building, a tall and strong man stood up.

"Be careful." Huo Han looked at Ye Xiaoyan worriedly.

"Don't worry." Ye Xiaoyan gave him a confident smile.

The man lunged at Ye Xiaoyan, his fists thundering like lightning. Ye Xiaoyan dodged lightly, and a flying kick landed squarely on his chin. The man stepped back, then swooped down again, successfully catching Ye Xiaoyan's wrist.

"Go to hell!" He twisted his body violently, making a sound of bones cracking.

"Ah!" Ye Xiaoyan's face turned pale in pain, and her right hand dropped limply.

"Ye Xiaoyan!" Huo Han raised his gun and shot in desperation, and the bullet hit the man's heart accurately.

The man shuddered violently, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body fell backwards.

Ye Xiaoyan's face was pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She gritted her teeth and endured the excruciating pain, trying hard not to faint.

Huo Han rushed to Ye Xiaoyan in two steps, his face full of self-blame and worry.

"Ye Xiaoyan, how are you? It's all my fault that I didn't protect you well!" He carefully stroked her injured right hand, feeling full of self-blame.

"I'm fine. It doesn't matter if my right hand is injured." Ye Xiaoyan endured the severe pain and forced a smile.

"Let's get to the hospital! I'll call an ambulance!" Huo Han anxiously pulled out his phone and quickly dialed the emergency number. His hands trembled slightly, and a heavy sense of guilt weighed on him.

The ambulance arrived quickly, and Ye Xiaoyan was loaded onto a stretcher and taken to the nearest hospital. Along the way, she endured the excruciating pain, refusing to utter a single groan. She didn't want Huo Han to worry about her. Inside the car, Huo Han sat beside her, holding her left hand tightly, his eyes filled with heartache.

Arriving at the hospital, the doctor quickly diagnosed Ye Xiaoyan with a comminuted fracture of her right wrist, requiring immediate surgery. "Get ready! We need to operate right away," the doctor said to Ye Xiaoyan sternly.

"Take care of yourself." Before sending Ye Xiaoyan into the operating room, Huo Han held her hand, his eyes filled with heartache. Ye Xiaoyan gave him a comforting smile, then bravely was wheeled into the operating room.

The operating room door slowly closed behind her. Ye Xiaoyan took a deep breath and calmly lay down on the operating table. She knew she was about to face a difficult surgery, but she chose to endure it without hesitation.

"Prepare for anesthesia." The doctor ordered. A nurse carefully put an oxygen mask on Ye Xiaoyan, found the vein on the inside of her elbow, disinfected it, and injected transparent anesthetic.

The drug took effect quickly, and Ye Xiaoyan felt dizzy and her limbs rapidly numb. She tried to move her eyes, and the last thing she saw was the bright lights of the operating room, and then everything fell into darkness.

"Scalpel." The doctor's voice came from a distant place. Ye Xiaoyan felt as if she were floating in mid-air, detached from her body. She knew she was lying on the operating table, the doctor performing a complex operation on her right wrist, but she felt nothing. Her brain had been put into a sleep state by the drug, and the entire operation seemed to her like a long dream.

"Plate 2," the doctor ordered again, and the nurse handed over a small, pre-bent steel plate. The doctor carefully secured it around Ye Xiaoyan's shattered right wrist bones, ensuring they would heal properly after surgery.

"Start suturing." After an unknown amount of time, the doctor finally completed the hand reconstruction. After carefully checking the position of the steel plate, he instructed the nurse to begin suturing the wound on Ye Xiaoyan's wrist. A white bandage wrapped around Ye Xiaoyan's wrist and palm, its warm blood quickly soaking the innermost layer.

"Send her to the recovery room." The operation was finally over, and the nurses carefully moved Ye Xiaoyan to the observation room next door. She would continue to sleep here for a few hours until the anesthetic effect completely wore off.

Meanwhile, outside the operating room, Huo Han sat on a bench, anxiously waiting. His hands were clenched, his knuckles white from the strain. He felt consumed with remorse, believing it was his own failure to protect Ye Xiaoyan that had led to her injury. If he had done better, perhaps this outcome wouldn't have happened.

"Ye Xiaoyan, you must be safe." Huo Han said to himself, "This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let you take this risk." He regretted it deeply and decided to protect Ye Xiaoyan no matter what in the future and never let her suffer any harm again.

Two hours later, the door of the operating room finally opened and the doctor walked out. "The operation was successful, and she is now in the recovery room," the doctor said to Huo Han.

"Great!" Huo Han felt relieved, a gratified smile on his face. He thanked the doctor and went to the recovery room to stay by Ye Xiaoyan's side. She was still asleep, her face slightly pale, her right hand completely wrapped in thick plaster and bandages.

Another hour passed before Ye Xiaoyan finally opened her eyes. She rolled her eyes slightly and saw Huo Han standing by her side. "You're awake. Are you feeling okay?" Huo Han asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Ye Xiaoyan struggled to stand up, her right hand aching from the weight of the cast. Seeing the remorse in Huo Han's eyes, she gave him a comforting smile (Wang Zhao's). As long as Huo Han was safe, her minor injury didn't matter.

"Don't force yourself. Just lie down for a while. We'll be home soon," Huo Han said gently, helping Ye Xiaoyan lie back down on the soft pillow. Ye Xiaoyan nodded. She believed that as long as she was with Huo Han, all the difficulties would pass.

Two days later, Ye Xiaoyan's condition had largely recovered, and they were finally able to be discharged and return home. Huo Han drove to pick her up, and along the way, he kept asking her how she was feeling.