Divorced woman with child travels through time

"Hold him down, don't let him out!" Chen Xuanyu's mind raced. What to do? Was there any other way?

Old Fang looked around, assessing the best chance of breaking out. The southeast corner had the fewest people, so charging out on horseback might have a chance of success, though it would be dangerous. But there was no other way.

"Young master! You must survive!" The old man's face was solemn as he looked at him and said, "Get in the carriage! I'll take you there!"

"Uncle Fang!" Chen Xuanyu looked at him with pain. He understood what he meant.

"Four~" Young Master Cheng at the top laughed wildly, tilting his head as if looking at a dead person, and even sticking out his tongue in disgust.

"I'm going to start counting now! You guys really won't beg me anymore~ Haha!" He moved his hand, preparing to call out five.

At the critical moment, "Ugh!" The sound abruptly stopped.

"Whoosh!" A small crossbow bolt shot out from the carriage, accurately piercing his throat and stopping him halfway through his shout.

"It's all over! It's all over!"

"The sky has fallen!"

"Young Master!" The steward, who had been following Young Master Cheng in his evil deeds, wept bitterly at the sight of his young master's sudden death. What should they do? The gang leader would definitely not let him off the hook.

At the same time, "Quick! Let's go!" Old Fang pushed the two children into the car.

Chen Xuanyu and Xiao Hao quickly climbed into the carriage and pressed a certain spot. With a series of "click-clack" sounds, four steel plates were snapped into place around the carriage, protecting all four sides.

"Snap!" The horse was whipped hard, and in pain, it reared up and galloped away.

In an instant, a series of teeth-grinding "bang bang" sounds rang out, and the back of the carriage was instantly riddled with bullets like a hedgehog.

Upstairs, the young master Cheng, who had already collapsed, was clinging to life in disbelief, blood gushing from his neck. The butler beside him cried and shouted, but no matter how hard he tried to cover it up, it wouldn't stop.

He looked down, pointed at the frantically fleeing carriage, his eyes filled with resentment, and then remained motionless. Utterly dead.

"Kill them! Avenge our young master!"

The assassins in black upstairs reacted the moment Young Master Cheng was shot, and their crossbows immediately rained down on the carriage.

He jumped down from the second floor while shooting, chasing after the carriage and killing it.

Old Fang drove his carriage erratically, killing many thugs who tried to stop it. However, there were too many people, and although he managed to evade the horse's restraints, some still threw things down in an attempt to block his way.

Old Fang struggled to keep the carriage from overturning, completely forgetting about himself. Soon the crossbowmen caught up, the horse was hit by an arrow, ran to the side of the street and crashed headfirst into the shop sign, where it lay motionless.

Old Fang himself had been hit by several arrows. Using the carriage as cover, he managed to hide in a blind spot. Wiping the blood from his mouth, he said breathlessly, "Brother Xuan, someone's coming... I..."

He coughed up another mouthful of blood and said, "I'm afraid I'm not going to make it. You, you all mustn't come out! You absolutely mustn't come out!"

The people inside the car were already crying their eyes out.

"Let me out!" Xiao Hao's head was already bleeding, and he was very angry, shouting at Chen Xuanyu.

Chen Xuanyu pressed down hard on the switch. "We're not far from the manor now. Someone must have gone to report. We can't go out. We just killed someone. If we go out now, we'll definitely die."

"I killed him! I'll go! Otherwise Uncle Fang would be dead." Fifteen let go of Ren Mu's hand and tried to pry open the door.

But Ren Mu stopped him. Ren Mu had already let go of his feelings after seeing that Young Master Cheng was dead, and now he had to protect these children.

"Wait a little longer. At worst, we can just give up. Maybe things will turn around."

Old Fang was a little tired.

He struggled to move, trying not to touch the arrow next to his left shoulder. His right leg was also hit by an arrow and he couldn't lift it. Leaning against the carriage, he moved to the carriage door mechanism. Oh dear, why is this knife so heavy!

Old Fang's eyes were a little blurry. He threw down his knife, watched the man in black slowly walking towards him, rolled up his sleeves, aimed at a figure, and "biu!" fired the small crossbow in his hand.

"Whoosh!" He hit it. He grinned, the blood in his mouth a little salty. He never thought that at his age, he could still be a hero. Hehe~

More and more men in black surrounded them. After firing a few crossbow bolts, they were all gone. Old Fang dragged his knife over and placed it against his chest, panting heavily.

The man in black was already in front of him. Old Fang's vision was already blurry. He felt a gust of wind coming towards him. He closed his eyes and instinctively raised his knife to block.

A loud shout came from afar, "Stop!" Chu Yi arrived like a divine warrior, riding a fine horse and leading dozens of personal guards to provide support.

Dozens of long arrows were fired in a volley without warning, and many men in black fell. A few breaths later, another volley was fired, but this time no one stepped forward. The remaining thugs watched from a distance.

"Uncle Fang, are you alright?" Chu Yi quickly stepped forward and helped up the old man who was on the verge of death.

"I'm fine," Old Fang said, forcing a breath as another mouthful of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. "It's good that you're here. Check on them, see if they're alright."

The moment he finished speaking, the man lost consciousness. Wang Feng quickly reached out to check his breath. "He's still breathing!"

"Quickly, send it to Anlefang!" Chu Yi ordered. Several guards stepped forward, and the people carrying the money ran away. Anlefang was not far from here.

"Brother!" Chen Xuanyu opened the door upon hearing the voice. Fifteen approached the door and was the first to crawl out. The others followed one after another, looking at the corpses lying on the ground with great surprise.

"Brother, I shot that Young Master Cheng dead. I shot the arrow." Fifteen bravely and somewhat timidly said in a small voice next to First Year, his hand unconsciously taking his hand.

Chu Yi grasped it and calmly said, "If he's dead, he's dead. It's alright."

Who knew that after hearing Ren Mu's story, Wang Erniu arranged for him to inquire about this Young Master Cheng's dealings with the Canal Gang. He knew that he would eventually run into him, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Because Yu Long had a grudge against Eunuch Wan and Wang Erniu, and Ren Mu happened to be rescued by them. Ren Mu also had a grudge against Young Master Chen, while Young Master Chen was on good terms with Eunuch Wan. The reason they didn't manage to catch Eunuch Wan last time was because he ran off to the Canal Gang. Otherwise, Eunuch Wan would have left before Young Master Cheng.

Across the street in the restaurant, Butler Cheng was furious.

"Judging from your appearance, you are Wang Fusi's men. How dare you make a move? Do you intend to fight to the death with our Canal Gang?"

Chu Yi smiled faintly, "What a joke! Just because your young master can't be killed, does that mean our master should just stand by and watch you kill him?"

"How can that be the same? You lowly soldiers can't even beat a Japanese soldier, what good are you?" Butler Cheng shouted from upstairs.