Mighty Young Master Clings to Her

Yung Mo's body flashed and his movements were extremely fast. In just a split second, he had sent the two assassins who were attacking Xiaoyu flying with a kick.    

    

At the same time, Xiaoyu was also stunned on the spot. She cried out in surprise. Obviously, she did not expect that someone would attack her.    

    

The expression on her face was one of panic and terror.    

    

"Go to the car. Don't get off!"    

    

Yung Mo coldly looked at Xiaoyu, who was so scared that her face turned pale, and said coldly.    

    

"Oh, oh, I, I will go now. Rong, Mr. Yung, be careful!"    

    

Xiaoyu was clearly shocked by the skills of these black-clothed assassins. When she heard Yung Mo's words, she immediately nodded obediently and retreated to the other side of the car.    

    

Yung Mo quickly walked towards the two black-clothed killers who had gotten up from the ground and immediately attacked. His attack was fierce, fast, accurate, and fast.    

    

In just a short while, the two black-clothed subordinates were killed by Yung Mo and fell to the ground.    

    

Yung Lingtian's side had also taken care of most of the men in black who attacked him. Only then did the father and son let out a sigh of relief.    

    

"Father, are you alright?"    

    

After Yung Lingtian finished off the few men in black, he quickly walked towards Yung Mo and asked with a worried look on his face.    

    

"I'm fine. Check if there are any marks on their bodies and see who they are. "    

    

Yung Mo's dark and deep cold eyes emitted a cold and cold light. He coldly glanced at the corpses of the men in black lying on the ground and said with a cold expression.    

    

"Yes, father!"    

    

Yung Lingtian responded and walked towards the few men in black lying on the ground. They were all wearing black clothes, which made it easier for them to attack. However, it was obvious that they had taken off anything that had special characteristics on them before they attacked.    

    

Yung Lingtian checked the bodies of these men, but found nothing. He couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly.    

    

"How is it? Mr. Yung, are you two injured? Are you alright?"    

    

Xiaoyu saw that the killers in black had been taken care of. She hurriedly ran out of the car and looked at Yung Mo and Yung Lingtian with a worried look.    

    

"We are fine!"    

    

Yung Lingtian looked at Xiaoyu indifferently and answered. His eyes were fixed on the corpses on the ground, and he frowned slightly.    

    

Seeing that Yung Mo and Yung Lingtian were looking at the corpses, Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at the corpses of the black-clothed assassins lying on the ground and asked in confusion. "Mr. Yung, what are you looking at? I will also help you look at them, right?"    

    

"No need!"    

    

Facing Xiaoyu's good intentions, Yung Lingtian coldly refused.    

    

Xiaoyu could not help but lower her head when Yung Lingtian rejected her. She answered softly and could not help looking up at Yung Mo. She saw that Yung Mo's eyes were always on those corpses. There was a little bit of grievance and disappointment on his face.    

    

Yung Mo, who was standing at the side, had never taken a look at Xiaoyu. At this moment, his deep and dark eyes were staring at the corpses of the black-clothed assassins.    

    

Seeing that there were no signs or tattoos on their bodies, he could only give up. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and Yung Mo's cold eyes immediately fell on the hands of the assassins in black.    

    

Then, he slightly narrowed his eyes!    

    

Sensing the change in his father's expression, Yung Lingtian, who was standing beside him, immediately looked over and asked, "Father, have you found anything?"    

    

"Yes, look at their hands!"    

    

Yung Mo coldly nodded his head and said to Yung Lingtian.    

    

When Yung Lingtian heard his father's words, he immediately went down to check the hands of the assassins in black. He found that there was a thick layer of calluses on his right hand.    

    

"This is. . . "    

    

Yung Lingtian's eyes darkened when he saw the cocoon.    

    

"You're looking at their other hand!"    

    

Yung Mo looked at the corpses with a cold gaze.    

    

"There is one too!" Yung Lingtian took out the left hands of the dead bodies and found that there was also a layer of calluses on their left hands. The calluses on their left and right hands were not ordinary calluses, but calluses formed from long-term sword practice.    

    

With this, their identities were immediately revealed.    

    

Yung Lingtian narrowed his eyes, and a cold light immediately broke out from the bottom of his cold eyes. "Two-handed sword practice. They are from Country R, and they are very likely warriors from Country R!"    

    

"I shouldn't be wrong!"    

    

Yung Mo nodded, but he did not deny this guess in his heart.    

    

"If they are from Country R, could it be. . . " Yung Lingtian's eyes suddenly trembled. He looked up at his father. "Are they from Yamatake Group?"    

    

"Go back and investigate. Let's leave this place first!" Yung Mo looked at the corpses on the ground and said coldly.    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Yung Lingtian nodded and replied. The father and son were also suspicious about the identity of these assassins. When they were about to leave, they naturally didn't notice that one of the assassins behind them moved slightly.    

    

"Be careful, Mr. Yung!"    

    

Xiaoyu who was standing by the side wanted to turn around and follow Yung Mo and Yung Lingtian, but she suddenly saw the person who had fallen to the ground. One of the assassins in black raised his gun and aimed at Yung Mo's back. His facial expression changed drastically. He cried out in shock and rushed towards Yung Mo.    

    

Xiaoyu was very strong. When Yung Mo and Yung Lingtian heard Xiaoyu's shout, they immediately sensed the danger behind them. The father and son's skills were not bad. It was not impossible for them to avoid the danger behind them.    

    

But at this moment, Xiaoyu had already pushed Yung Mo away, and a heavy gunshot rang out in the air.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Xiaoyu grunted, and the whole bullet went through her back and into her body.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Yung Lingtian and Yung Mo were also slightly stunned, as if they did not expect Xiaoyu to block the bullet for them with her own body, even though this bullet could be avoided by Yung Mo and Yung Lingtian.    

    

However, Yung Mo's speed was also very fast. The moment the gunshot rang out, he was still rushing towards the killer in black. With a crisp sound, Yung Mo twisted his hands and immediately broke the neck of the killer in black.    

    

"Xiaoyu, hold on for a while. We will send you to the hospital now!"    

    

Besides himself, there was only his father here. Yung Lingtian could not let his father carry Xiaoyu away. Besides, According to his father's personality, which was colder than his own, it was impossible for him to be carried by his father. After all, he was his son. He could only feel wronged.    

    

"I'll drive!"    

    

Yung Mo looked coldly at Xiaoyu, who was in Yung Lingtian's arms. He walked to the other side of the car and took the seat in the driver's seat.    

    

Along the way, Yung Lingtian was afraid. Xiaoyu had lost too much blood, so she simply wrapped her entire body with her suit jacket.