143: C143 Stay with Me Okay

C143 Stay with Me Okay

For the next few days, Ning Ou stayed with the family in order not to delay Yin Lan's treatment. He took good care of Yin Lan.

Yin Lan only woke up once in the past few days. She did not say anything after seeing Ning Ou. She closed her eyes and fell into a coma again.

Zhang Xunmo and Chi Huo did not rest for the past few days.

They did not complete the task assigned by Gino. The other party was looking for them from all directions. Fortunately, they had fled overnight, so the other party could not catch them. In addition, they had crossed the border, so it was naturally not easy for the other party to control them.

However, Hua Jingsheng was not so lucky. He was about to leave the Syria the next day when he was exposed. The Syria government used public security to disrupt public order and brought guns into the country. They were publicly arrested. As soon as they boarded the plane, they were blasted off and forced to stay in the country.

Both sides engaged in a life-and-death battle. In the end, Hua Jingsheng disappeared under their eyes.

These days, the people of the Syria government were still looking for him, but they did not know what kind of force had protected him. So far, there was no trace of him.

The people who received this news together were Zhang Xunmo and Moore.

Eagle Sect and Cheetah Family.

In order to avoid enemies from both sides, the Cheetah Family rushed back to the United States overnight. As soon as they arrived at their base camp, they received the news. Vince and Moore heaved a sigh of relief. If that was the case, Hua Jingsheng wouldn't be able to find trouble with them for a short period of time. They would have a chance to catch their breath.

America, New York.

In a beautiful villa in New York, a butler dressed in a gentleman's tuxedo stood respectfully in front of a round pool. He held a glass of vodka in one hand and a towel in the other, waiting for the people in the pool to come ashore.

In the pool, there was a white and slender figure that was as agile as a fish swimming in the sea.

His ink-colored hair was like floating algae. He stretched his body and floated on the surface of the water, swaying along with the waves.

When she arrived at the shore, she stepped on the stairs and slowly walked up with her hands on the handrail.

On his white chest, drops of water slowly dripped down. His collarbone was long and thin, and his figure was thin and thin. Together with his pale face that was covered with a layer of azure color, he walked up slowly. It looked craggy.

"Young Master." When Guan Jia saw him come up, he took the initiative to hand over the towel.

That person did not take it. He looked at the vodka in his other hand and said softly, "Give me the wine."

"Young Master, your body is not suitable to drink such a strong wine." The butler tried to comfort him with a troubled expression.

"Give it to me!" However, he insisted.

"But..." The butler was still hesitant.

"Boussin..." The man's voice was filled with displeasure. His rarely seen light purple eyes were icy, and his tone was filled with anger.

"Boussin, you go down first."

Without waiting for Boussin to speak, another calm voice came from behind, interrupting the stalemate between the two.

"Yes." Boussin knew who it was. He put the towel on the man in front of him and took the initiative to retreat.

The man was quick to react. He took the vodka from the tray when he turned around.

"Young master..."

Just as he was speaking, the other party had already finished drinking. He placed the empty cup on the tray and gave an exceptionally cold smile.

"Vince!" Moore, who had rushed over from behind, looked at the man who did not listen to his advice. He shouted loudly and waved his hand to let the steward go.

"Uncle, even if I don't have wine, I won't live long. You don't have to worry about it." Vince was wearing a bath towel. His thin body was wrapped by a large towel, making him look even thinner. It made people's heart ache for him for no reason.

"Vince! You are still blaming me!" Moore looked at Vince with worry in his eyes. After he came back from Syria, he had become even more unruly. He either went out to enjoy himself, or went out to race with his life on the line, as if he would not give up until he tortured himself to death.

"How could that be?! You are the only uncle who loves me, how can I blame you?! Everything you do is for my own good." Vince wrapped himself in a bath towel and sat on the reclining chair. His light purple eyes looked at the sparkling pool water. His words were flat.

"Vince, that woman is Hua Jingsheng's woman. She is a poppy. Look at Ning Ou, look at Liuyin, look at everyone who has met her. Which one of them has a good ending? "You can't touch her!"

"I didn't say I wanted to touch her!" Vince's expression was cold.

"What are you doing now?" Moore was almost driven mad by his moody and irritable nephew.

"I don't know." Vince felt a little cold and wrapped the towel tighter.

"Since it's not for her, come with me to the old residence tomorrow. Ning Ou has left Syria for five days. I believe he will return to America soon. At that time, the old master will send people to find him. We can't let Ning Ou come back!" Moore sat beside him and said in a serious tone.

"Do you think those people will want to leave everything to me?" Vince sneered. They wanted a completely loyal and healthy chess piece, not a useless chess piece.

"Then are you willing to let Ning Ou take everything?"

Vince's hands, which were wrapped tightly around the bath towel, tightened slightly. "No! I am not willing!"

His light purple eyes were stunned for a moment before he started a storm. "Uncle, let's go back to the old residence tomorrow. At the same time, send someone to keep an eye on the Headquarters of Hawk Sect. If there is any movement, report it immediately."

Moore saw Vince pull himself together and smiled in relief. "Don't worry. I have already arranged everything over there. As long as there is news, we can definitely be ahead of them."

As soon as it was this month, the weather in Iran had entered a humid season. A day of sunlight accompanied by a few days of drizzling rain. The flat road is filled with a small sound. The rain pats on the leaves, turning into water droplets that slip down from the leaves and blend into the ground.

The sky was gloomy and the drizzle lingered. The world was filled with clouds and mist. The streets that were supposed to be washed out of lead had become hazy and blurred. One could not see the true outline of the streets.

Ning Ou pushed open the door and saw Yin Lan wearing a thin nightgown. Her hair was scattered down and she stood on the windowsill. She was dressed in white and fluttered on the windowsill as if she was about to ride the wind and blend into this unreal haze.

"Lan." His heart jumped when he saw this. He walked over quickly with his slightly slow legs.

Yin Lan did not look back. Her clear eyes were covered with fog. They were empty and numb.

Ning Ou reached out and hugged her legs. He held her waist and carried her down from the windowsill. Only then did he discover that her skin was so cold that it was penetrating. After closing the window, he helped her turn on the air conditioner. He held the cup tightly around her and hugged her tightly. As he breathed, he rubbed his hands for her, trying to warm her up.

Yin Lan only rolled her eyes in the face of such protection. Then, she continued to be a puppet that was not angry.

Looking at her blank face and no longer having a flexible smile, Ning Ou felt a little powerless. He put her hand between his lips and gently kissed her. His eyes were full of pain. "Can you not be like this?"

Yin Lan turned a deaf ear to him. She stared at the fog outside the window that was getting thicker and thicker. She was lost in thought.

Ning Ou sighed heavily and held her tightly in his arms. He still could not bear to part with her. "Does your wound still hurt?"

The word 'wound' caused Yin Lan's empty gaze to be slightly moved. However, when she recalled the scene of her heart being pierced, she suddenly closed her eyes. Her dense eyelashes lightly trembled, and she was helpless and weak.

"From now on, can you stay by my side?" Ning Ou felt Yin Lan's trembling and hugged her tightly as he said in a low voice.

Yin Lan did not speak. She just closed her eyes tightly.

Seeing this, Ning Ou carefully placed her on the bed. He tucked the corner of the bed for her and stared at her for a long time. Then, he propped himself up and staggered away.

After closing the door, his gentle eyes were filled with intense sadness. He stretched out his hand and covered his leg that was pierced by needles due to the change in the weather. He clenched his teeth and slowly walked away.

Hearing the uneven footsteps leave, Yin Lan, who had her eyes closed, opened her eyes. She removed the blanket and walked out of the bed barefooted. She lifted her skirt and looked at her waist, which was tightly wrapped by bandages. Her pale and slender fingers gently caressed it. She thought of the scene of despair and the release of the bullet when it pierced through her body. She did not understand why the heavens would not take her away. They wanted her to continue to struggle in this cold and indifferent world.

Was it because she had committed too many sins and was not worthy to be taken away, or was it because she did not have enough pain and wanted to continue to be homeless?

What else could she lose?

The heavens still wanted to take away what was on her body for her to be willing to let her escape?0

Ning Ou walked from Yin Lan's room to the living room. He walked a short distance but his head was full of sweat. Zhang Xunmo and Chi Huo had just returned from the outside when they saw Ning Ou's face turn pale and his head full of sweat. Both of them were shocked and immediately walked over.

"Ou, did your leg break?" Zhang Xunmo helped him to the sofa and asked in a low voice.

Ning Ou's leg was broken. He had to sit in a wheelchair for a while before he could recover. As soon as he recovered, he went to Syria and fought with Hua Jingsheng. His broken bones, which had not fully recovered yet, must have become heavier.

Ning Ou held his leg, pursed his lips, and shook his head.

Chi Huo looked at Ning Ou's appearance and felt even more dissatisfied with Yin Lan. From what Zhang Xunmo had described to him, Yin Lan could be said to be an extremely cruel and ruthless woman. He really did not understand why Ning Ou cared so much about such a woman.

"Even if Young Master Ou's leg is healed, there will still be sequelae in his broken bones. The weather in Iran these few months is rainy, so his leg will definitely hurt. Since the rain is not heavy, why don't we take advantage of the night and prepare to go back to America? "The weather there is better and safer than here."

Zhang Xunmo heard Chi Huo's words and nodded in agreement. Ou, why don't we set out tonight? I think the rain will increase in the next few days and it will be inconvenient for us to walk. We have already stayed here for a few days. We have not organized the headquarters yet, so we can't delay any longer. "

Ning Ou knew that the two of them were right. He did not object. "Alright, you guys get ready. Let's set out tonight."

The rain was heavy. It did not stop until the night. It was still warm and gentle.

The night fell. Thousands of lights rose, adding a touch of light to the peaceful and quiet night.

On the private helipad, two helicopters were docked. It was night, and the propellers made a buzzing sound.

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