RNP Chapter 56: Yan Bugui's Son Died
Chapter 56: Yan Bugui's Son Died
Yan Jiefang started cursing in frustration.
Upon hearing this sound, the people outside became even more uneasy.
Xu Damao knocked on the door again.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
"Jiefang, what's wrong with you? Open the door!"
Grandpa Li also called out.
"Jiefang, don't do anything rash. What's wrong? Open the door and we'll talk."
Yan Jiefang immediately became a hot topic.
"I told you I'm fine, all of you get the hell out of here! Can't you understand human language? Get out, get out, get out..."
Yan Jiefang wasn't satisfied with just cursing; he even wanted to smash the door with something to scare them away.
All he wants to do now is go to sleep as soon as possible, so that he can be free of worries once he falls asleep.
So he looked around and saw the fruit knife on the bedside table.
Perfect, I can use this to smash the door and scare them away.
So he picked up the fruit knife and smashed it against the door.
Alright, this is the opportunity Lao Mo has been seizing.
The fruit knife slammed against the door with a bang and bounced back.
The house wasn't big; the front door was only about two or three meters away from him.
Normally, a fruit knife shouldn't bounce that far.
However, Yan Jiefang threw it with too much force.
Lao Mo seized the opportunity, using his mind to catch the rebounding fruit knife, and with the force of its rebound, as if a hand were holding the knife, he stabbed it fiercely into Yan Jiefang's throat.
From the outside, it looked like a whoosh as the fruit knife shot towards Yan Jiefang's throat.
"puff……"
Yan Jiefang never expected that the knife could bounce back; it defied all common sense in physics.
Caught off guard, his throat was pierced, with more than half of the blade embedded in it.
There was nothing Old Mo could do; he wanted to stab him to death too. Unfortunately, he had already done his best, and by doing so, Old Mo's head was throbbing with pain.
Gaa...
Yan Jiefang instinctively covered his throat with his hand!
Before the knife was pulled out, no air entered, so Yan Jiefang was not dead for the time being.
Unfortunately, the knife pierced his throat. He tried to scream, but no sound came out. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood flowed from his throat.
"Gagagaggag..."
Yan Jiefang felt a lot of pain, the kind of pain that went to his bones, so painful that he couldn't help but scream, though the sound wasn't loud.
Xu Damao stood there through the door, and he desperately wanted to call Xu Damao to break down the door and save him, but he couldn't.
He felt like he couldn't breathe properly, and if he dragged this out any longer, he would die.
He struggled desperately and rolled off the bed.
However, when he rolled off the bed, he accidentally hit the handle of the knife on the ground.
Gaa...
He felt the knife go in even deeper.
No, I have to knock on the door right now.
He frantically crawled towards the door, taking one step at a time, each step feeling extremely difficult.
Fortunately, Xu Damao and the others hadn't left yet.
At this moment, Lao Mo also pushed open the door to see what was going on. So many eyes were on him that only by stepping into the public eye could people stop "slandering" him.
At this moment, Yan Jiefang finally climbed to the door and reached out to pound on the door panel.
"Bang bang bang..."
Just as Xu Damao and Lao Li were about to turn around and leave, they heard the door open.
"Huh, what's going on here?"
Xu Damao went up and tried to knock on the door again.
Old Mo walked up and pulled him aside. He shook his head at him, signaling him not to do anything foolish.
Seeing Xu Damao being pulled away by Lao Mo, Lao Li was very angry, but there was nothing he could do but go up and knock on the door himself.
Old Li took a picture.
"Knock knock knock..."
Yan Jiefang slapped something from inside, "Bang bang bang..."
"What does this mean?"
Old Li and the onlookers were all confused.
Fortunately, at that moment, Yan Bugui arrived with Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuang.
They were all in the same compound, and Yan Bugui rushed over as soon as he received the news.
"Old Yan, you've come at the right time. Something's wrong with your Jiefang family? Something seems very wrong!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui's heart skipped a beat.
Old Mo said he's going to kill their family tonight, really?
He quickly scanned the scene and thankfully Lao Mo and Xu Damao were standing there.
However, he was still worried and quickly went up to knock on the door.
Now it was Yan Bugui's turn to take a picture. Yan Jiefang took a picture from inside.
Yan Bugui: "Knock knock knock..."
Yan Jiefang: "Bang bang bang..."
After patting him several times, Yan Bugui finally realized something was wrong.
He decisively shouted, "Jie Cheng, Jie Kuang, come quick, break down the door..."
Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuang immediately rushed up and banged on the door.
Now it was Yan Jiefang's turn to get anxious.
Because he's currently crouching behind the door, if the key breaks it open, it will definitely hit him directly on the head.
He still has a neck injury, and if he gets hit in the head again, he might just die.
He wanted to run, but he could only move slowly.
Just then, the door was slammed open.
Unsurprisingly, the door slammed into Yan Jiefang's head, knocking his head backward.
Gaa...
With a knife already stuck in his neck, leaning back like that ripped the blade open. Blood gushed out immediately.
Yan Jiefang suddenly felt everything go dark and collapsed to the ground.
Yan Bugui rushed in with his two sons to take a look.
Gaa...
shocked.
Those who rushed in were also stunned.
"Quickly, save him, get him to the hospital. Jie Cheng, Jie Kuang, hurry!"
Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuang were alarmed and quickly lay down to check.
"What are you still looking at? Yan Jiecheng, hurry up and carry your brother on your back. Jie Kuang, help..."
Yan Bugui shouted loudly.
"oh."
Yan Jie immediately squatted down.
Yan Jiekuang immediately went to help Yan Jiefang, preparing to help him onto his elder brother's back.
However, Yan Jiekuang was a man who knew nothing.
When he saw the knife stuck straight up on his second brother's neck, it would not only be inconvenient for him to lie on Yan Jiecheng's back, but it could also cause secondary injury.
So he grabbed the handle and pulled the knife out.
Gaa...
"puff……"
Yan Jiefang's wound immediately started gushing blood like a faucet.
People are the same; they're clearly on their last legs.
When Yan Bugui saw this, he was almost furious.
"Yan Jiekuang, what the hell are you doing?"
Yan Bugui was completely numb.
There was still hope, but now it's completely hopeless.
"Quickly, cover the wound with a sheet, hurry up."
Before he could scold his youngest son, Yan Bugui immediately ran over and tore the bed sheet apart.
Now, all we can do is try anything, even if it seems hopeless.
They tore off a few strips of cloth, hastily wrapped them around Yan Jiefang's neck, carried him on their backs, and ran towards the hospital.
Now, it remains to be seen whether the Red Star Hospital, the resurrection point in all the heavens and myriad worlds, can revive Yan Jiefang.
Yan Bugui was the last to run out of the door. He turned his head and saw Lao Mo standing there, looking at him with a mocking smile.
Instantly, a surge of anger shot straight to the top of his head.
"Old Mo, you bastard, you did it again, didn't you?"