Rural Mad Doctor

Chapter 591 Bloody Battle

Wang Dong is also gambling this time.

He was betting that if Zhao Jingyu didn't come looking for him, then perhaps it wasn't a test.

He genuinely wanted to stage a terrorist incident in the capital to intimidate the imperial family.

After all, they didn't manage to get the other two events they were assisting with completed either.

Only the bomb that the Huang family assisted in blowing up the reservoir dam was detonated.

However, it was found at the last moment, and bomb disposal experts defused the bomb.

The Dong family assisted in bombing the Shangjing Museum, but they were arrested immediately after planting the bomb.

Therefore, Zhao Jingyu may not necessarily believe that he is the traitor.

If he comes, then it's a fight to the death.

The three of them didn't mention the incident, and chatted casually while reminiscing about the past.

Time flew by and it was already late at night.

The sound of brakes came from outside the door.

Then, several dark figures scaled the wall and entered.

Instead of heading straight to the main hall, they scattered and wandered around the Wang family compound.

A dark figure took out a walkie-talkie.

"Mr. Zhao, we've checked. Apart from Wang Dong drinking in the main hall, there's no one else in any of the Wang family's houses!"

Inside the car outside the wall, Zhao Jingyu gritted her teeth:

"Hmph, it's settled! He's the mole! Is Wang Dong here?"

Zhao Jingyu waved to the window.

People from several cars outside swarmed out and rushed towards the Wang family compound.

Among these people were experts from the Huang and Dong families.

After checking both companies and finding nothing unusual, Zhao Jingyu concluded that the traitor was the Wang family.

Therefore, the Huang family and the Dong family were also brought in.

Now, the three experts have joined forces to eliminate the traitor.

There were more than twenty people in total, each with their own unique skills.

Wang Dong had already noticed that someone had entered the courtyard and was wandering around.

He couldn't help but sneer, "This Zhao Jingyu seems to be quite cunning. He's testing whether I'm prepared! If my house is empty and I'm ready to fight, then I'm the traitor! The Huang and Dong families certainly won't be prepared, so he's targeted me and will strike!"

really,

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud "bang" was heard as the door was kicked open.

The electric track gate was blasted open with a palm strike.

At that moment, Wang Dong received a call from Liao Kai:

"Old Wang, General Su is at a critical juncture right now, we can't leave. Come here, come to the General's Mansion! I reckon those scoundrels won't dare to attack the General's Mansion directly!"

Liao Kai also knew that once the Imperial Gate arrested the spies of the Black Wind Society, Wang Dong would inevitably be in danger.

But as Wang Dong looked towards the gate, a group of people were already striding over.

"I'm not going. Those scoundrels you mentioned are already here!"

Wang Dong put down his phone and picked up the Qingfeng Sword from the table.

He holds a sword in one hand and a cup in the other.

"Come on, brothers, let's have another drink!"

He Yang and Yang Zijun both smiled slightly.

Let's raise our glasses together.

Good brothers, fearless of death!

The three of them drank it all in one gulp.

Then they walked outside together.

He stood on the steps, looking at the enemy in the courtyard.

Wang Dong held the Qingfeng sword firmly in his hand, his gaze resolute.

Like an unshakeable mountain, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, stirring up the surrounding winds and clouds.

He Yang held a single sword across his chest, his eyes burning with the flames of justice, like a ray of dawn before sunrise, determined to tear through the darkness.

Yang Zijun wielded his pair of iron spears with the grace of a dragon, leaving a trail of cold light wherever the spear tips swept across.

Outside the door, the night wind howled.

A burly, bearded man twirling an iron bladder in his hand.

An elderly man with white hair.

A woman who looks like a ghost.

The three of them stood at the very front.

The burly man with an iron will and a long beard is none other than Shan Tieshou, the top fighter under Zhao Jingyu.

The white-handed old man was Yang Tianshou, a grandmaster hired by Huang Ting at great expense. He had cultivated his pure Yang Qi to the divine realm and was also a patriarch of a sect.

Another woman, Xu Yuan, may look sickly and frail, like a hanged ghost, but her feminine swordsmanship is unparalleled in the martial arts world.

She was Dong Zhenji's cousin. She practiced martial arts freely and followed Dong Zhenji when she grew up.

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

He was trained by Dong Zhenji, so he was extremely loyal to him.

behind,

The twenty-odd bodyguards from the Zhao, Huang, and Dong families were also as fierce as wolves and tigers.

They rushed through the gate.

Three people, each wielding a sword, came out of the house to greet them.

With a single, iron-handed wave of his hand:

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

A group of people charged forward, howling...

The cold moonlight illuminated the life-or-death duel in the courtyard.

Wang Dong, He Yang, and Yang Zijun, three close friends, stood side by side.

The weapon in his hand gleamed coldly as he resolutely confronted the formidable enemy before him.

A chilling atmosphere filled the air.

Every breath seemed to foreshadow the coming storm.

The thunderous sound of a single iron hand striking reverberated in all directions.

"The three of you will die tonight!"

The old man Yang Tianshou's expression was calm, but his eyes revealed a murderous intent that should not be underestimated.

Although Xu Yuan was slender, the sinister sword intent hidden in her eyes was as deep as a dark abyss.

At Shan Tieshou's command, the two sides clashed instantly.

The clash of swords formed a web, and the air was filled with the clanging sound of metal clashing.

Yang Zijun single-handedly held off all the bodyguards who rushed at him, his iron spear transforming into a wild, silver snake, each shot deadly.

He Yangli leaped up to face Yang Tianshou.

Yang Tianshou's pure Yang energy clashed with He Yang's fierce sword strike, sparks flying everywhere.

The two men's energy surged, and stone chips flew around them.

Wang Dong faced Shan Tieshou and Xu Yuan, fighting two against one.

The Qingfeng sword seemed to have a life of its own in his hands; each swing brought forth a burst of sword energy, forcing back the powerful enemy before him.

His figure flickered in the moonlight, each strike imbued with unparalleled sword intent, as if the entire universe was trembling in response.

A bloody battle unfolded at the Wang Family Compound.

Outside the wall, Zhao Jingyu told the driver:

"Turn around and head to the tea pavilion!"

right now,

Huang Tinghe and Dong Zhenji were already waiting there.

In Zhao Jingyu's eyes, Wang Dong was already dead!

There's no need to wait here any longer.

in the yard,

Yang Zijun was surrounded and attacked by a large number of bodyguards. He fought hard and killed seven or eight bodyguards who were at the martial arts realm, but he was outnumbered and his strength gradually gave out.

In the midst of a flurry of gunfire, he inadvertently allowed a high-level Dao Realm opponent to find an opening.

A long knife stabbed from the side, piercing through his heart.

Yang Zijun's eyes gradually lost their luster, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Fall slowly.

It left behind eternal silence.

This scene,

It was like a cold, sharp blade piercing Wang Dong's heart.

Anger and sadness instantly overwhelmed him.

The Qingfeng Sword shone brightly, and Wang Dong's swordplay became even more ruthless and vicious.

Each sword strike carries destructive power.

He Yang was also affected by Yang Zijun's passing, and his attacks became even more ferocious, each strike faster than the last, forcing Yang Tianshou to retreat step by step.

But the scales of victory did not tip in that direction. Shan Tieshou and Xu Yuan joined forces, combining offense and defense with excellent teamwork.

Wang Dong and He Yang were locked in a fierce battle, and despite his burning anger, Wang Dong was unable to gain the upper hand.

Blood stained battle robes.

Sweat mingled with tears.

The difference in strength is too great; it looks like he's doomed to die tonight!

The people who were besieging Yang Zijun also dispersed to besiege Wang Dong and He Yang.

The two, who were already at a disadvantage, are now facing an even greater crisis.