Chapter 70: Turning Clouds and Rain (Four)

  Yang Shuangfen was still in a daze, shaking her head and body dejectedly. After a while, she muttered to herself: "I have nothing to say. I used to be a bad person, I did many bad things, and I killed many people. I accepted the trial of the law for this and received the punishment I deserved. Heaven forgave me and gave me another chance to start anew, so I wanted to be a good person. However, you made me understand that it's hard to be a good person, good people are always misunderstood, good people are always bullied, and good people never have the opportunity to hold their heads high. So, I swear, from now on, I will no longer be a good person, I want to be a real bad person!"

  Everyone present felt Yang Suofeng's desperate mood was acidic, and no one noticed that when he slowly crouched down, his fingers were already on the edge of his boots. Before the words had fallen, they only saw him suddenly burst up, and in an instant, he was close to Butterfly Poetry by his side, with a flash of knife light in his right hand, Yang Suofeng had already hugged Butterfly Poetry into his own arms.

  "Thud!" A dull bowstring sound, the quickest reaction of a green-clad flying eagle's longbow in his hand shot at Yang Suofeng's back, but the arrow came from the side and only scratched Yang Suofeng's back, although blood was dripping, it wasn't a very serious injury.

  Others of the green-clad flying eagles swiftly drew their bows and nocked arrows. Ling Qing had already cried out: "Don't!"

  Yang Shuangfeng also aimed the delicate body of Die Si at those black arrows.

  Butterfly Maple Dance sucked in a mouthful of cold air and shouted urgently: "Don't make any rash moves!"

  Yang Suofeng suddenly sprang into action, his movements swift and decisive, without any prior warning. By the time everyone reacted, Yang Suofeng had already grabbed Butterfly's neck with both hands, his right hand holding a dagger that had penetrated deep into her chest, nestled in the cleavage of her breasts. The onlookers could only sense Butterfly's face turning pale and trembling due to the sharpness and coldness of the dagger, but they couldn't see Yang Suofeng's hand clearly. Nevertheless, everyone present was aware that his dagger was positioned between Butterfly's ***, and no matter which direction it moved, the delicate skin on her *** would be unable to withstand even the slightest movement.

  "Yang Suofeng! Let my sister go at once! Otherwise, you will die without a burial place!" Die Fengwu's face was furious, and she unconsciously rushed forward two steps, suddenly seeing the faint gray shirt on Die Sipo's chest with tiny bloodstains, and stiffly stopped.

  Die Si's poem was interrupted by a groan of pain, the bloodstain on her chest spreading and evolving into a shocking stain.

  "Yang Suofeng, you beast! You're not even human! Let my sister go at once, or I'll make you...I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

  Yang Shuang said calmly: "Die Xuan, don't get excited. The initiative is in my hands now. I didn't mean to hurt her, but if you don't cooperate, I won't hurt her either. At most, I'll just leave a shallow scar on her beautiful chest. Oh, sorry, I don't know the origin of this dagger, it's too sharp and hard to control. However, from a physiological perspective, a woman's ** only has some fat and sponge-like tissue, even if the entire thing is cut off, it won't seriously endanger her life... Ah, sorry, I won't say anymore..."

  The butterfly maple dance hand whip was almost rubbed into a dense mass, gritting his teeth and saying: "Yang Su Feng, what do you want to do?"

  Yang Shuang said calmly: "My request is very low, please return my Tugui rifle first, and then release my second uncle Yang Jirui."

  Butterfly maple danced with a gloomy face, without speaking, but her breathing became heavier and heavier.

  Yang Shuangfeng didn't say a word, nor did his expression change. The blood on Butterfly Poetry's chest was flowing faster and faster, the light gray shirt was completely soaked in blood, her face turned paler and paler, as if every drop of flowing blood was her life flowing away.

  Butterfly maple danced at the corner of her eye, and a tear that was not easily detected by others seeped out. She said deeply: "Yang Su Feng, I will not be threatened by you."

  Yang Shuangfen didn't say anything.

  Time passed minute by minute, and the only sound was the quiet breathing of people. A faint smell of blood gradually spread through the air.

  Butterfly Poetry suddenly moaned softly, her body involuntarily curled up, her body fell down, and Yang Shuofeng also had to slightly bend his waist. However, the dagger in his hand lost control, deeply cutting into the woman's delicate body. Butterfly Poetry's chest was instantly bleeding profusely, fresh blood seeping through her clothes, dripping onto the ground.

  "Yang Suofeng!" The voice of Butterfly Maple Dance almost jumped out from between her teeth.

  Yang Shuangfeng pulled up Die Si's body with one hand, his right hand and dagger were stained with fresh blood, but he still showed no intention of letting go. The blood on his back also dripped to the ground, gradually mixing with Die Si's bloodstains. His face turned paler and paler, but he still looked very resolute.

  Ling Qing's eyes were almost filled with tears as he said sorrowfully, "Yang Suofeng, how can you use the life of a weak and small woman to threaten us? Don't you have any dignity as a man?"

  Yang Shuangfeng smiled coldly and said, "All along, the concepts and education I received were to be a law-abiding good citizen and not do bad things. But reality is so helpless, forcing me to do bad things, otherwise I can't survive at all. My past life was like this, and this life is still like this! It's you who forced me to re-take this evil path, I had no choice. Since I took this path, I can only go to the end. I'm just a worthless life, not as noble as Miss Butterfly's life, you can slowly weigh it, I have enough time and patience to wait for your decision. Of course, you can also wait until we both bleed out our last drop of blood."

  Ling Qing thought of tears welling up in her eyes as she watched the iron-cast butterfly dance, wanting to speak but stopping herself, and finally withdrew her words.

  A butterfly's thoughts, a drop of blood on the chest, fell to the ground one by one, bursting into beautiful flowers.

  Tang Zilong let out a long sigh and said slowly, "Yang Shuangfeng, we've all underestimated you. You're indeed a guy who can't be killed no matter how hard we try. However, now that we have our people surrounding you, don't think for a moment that we'll back down. Even if you might cause some harm to Miss Butterfly, you'll still end up dying with a thousand arrows piercing your heart."

  Yang Shuangfeng calmly replied, "Tang Zixian, sir, there is no need for you to remind me. I am aware of all the consequences. My entire mind is now focused on this dagger. Once I feel something is off, my instincts will take over and I will make a move. Even if I were to die, this one last strike before death would still have some effect."

  Tang Zilong sneered: "Even if it's effective, what can be done? Miss Zi Yue is right here, she can help Butterfly II Miss treat her wound immediately."

  Yang Shuang said lightly: "I know, I won't be able to hurt Miss Die'er's life, but this knife will leave a scar on her beautiful chest that might not fade for ten or eight years. Of course, maybe Miss Zi Yue's medical skills are superb, and she can make the scar disappear in just two or three years. Oh, I forgot, maybe there are some outstanding handsome guys who like it when a beauty has a shocking scar on her chest..."

  Tang Zilong sneered: "What's the big deal about having scars? Even if it's just one scar, it can be exchanged for your life!"

  Yang Shuang said with a nonchalant attitude: "I was waiting for you guys to make such a decision."

  Tang Ziyu waved his hand and shouted in a cold voice: "Archers, prepare!"

  Those green-clad eagles immediately raised their eagle-horn longbows in hand, with arrowheads aimed at Yang Shuangfeng's entire body.

  Suddenly, Ling Qingzi slapped Tang Zhi's face with a loud slap, almost stunning him, leaving five clear finger marks on his face. Ling Qingzi shouted in a stern voice: "What do you want to do? Get out of here immediately!"

  Tang Ziyi was taken aback and hastily said: "Ling Fa Guan, we absolutely cannot intimidate Yang Su Fen."

  Ling Qing's eyebrows stood on end as he said in a stern voice: "There is no room for you to speak here! Guards, escort Tang Zixi out!"

  Two young Flying Eagle officers hesitated for a moment, seeing Tangzi's trance-like state, unresponsive, and then stepped forward to pull him away.

  Tang Zhi shouted urgently: "Ling Qing Si, don't let Yang Su Fen's sinister plot succeed!"

  Yang Shuangfeng smiled slightly and said calmly, "Tang Zixun, sir, don't push me too hard, or I'll be forced to do something desperate. Ling Qingci, miss, indeed knows what's important and understands the situation, I'm glad you made this decision."

  Ling Qing thought nothing of him and continued to order: "Return the Tuerkeshi rifle to him! Call Yang Jirui over!"

  Yang Shuang suddenly said seriously: "No, please hand over the Tuerqishi rifle to my second uncle first, and then transfer it to me. I know there are many masters in your army, I don't want to capsize in a ditch."

  Ling Qing thought for a moment with an expressionless face and coldly hummed in agreement, then did as he was told.

  A moment later, Yang Suofeng took the Tuerqishi rifle from Yang Jirui's trembling hands, raised his head and fired a shot without even looking. The young officer of the Feiying Army who had just shot him with an arrow immediately burst into brain fragments and fell down from the stone wall. Yang Suofeng said coldly: "You shoot me one arrow, I return you one gun! No debt is owed! Blood for blood, I will never be at a disadvantage again! This is the benefit of being a bad guy!"

  Butterfly maple dance eyes flashed a burst of divine light, about to erupt, Ling Qing Si had already shouted: "You all retreat!"

  Those green sleeves fluttering, yet the silk is still.

  Ling Qing thought anxiously and looked at Die Xuan, saying in a low voice: "General Feng Wu, I think mutual destruction is not the only solution."

  The butterfly's eyebrows jumped up and down, finally signaling all the young flying eagles to retreat.

  Yang Shuangfeng slowly lowered his gun muzzle.

  Ling Qing thought said: "Yang Su Feng, what else do you want?"

  Yang Shuang said slowly: "Miss Zi Yue, please come over and stop her bleeding."

  Suddenly, urgent footsteps came from outside, Yang Suofeng's heart tightened, and he waved his hand to stop Ziyue who was approaching with a gentle step, saying loudly: "Halt!"

  Only one messenger rushed over on horseback, and it was a lieutenant of the Imperial Forest Army. He stood at the gate and shouted loudly: "The 13th Division of the Central Army is ordered to follow the rebel army southward immediately, surround and intercept them, and ensure that this enemy is annihilated within the Yuanchuan Road area."

  Butterfly Maple hastily walked out, only to hear the school lieutenant continue to pant and say: "General Fengwu, His Majesty the Emperor has ordered General Baiyulou to lead the 1st, 4th, 6th, and 8th divisions of the Imperial Guard to march south day and night along the Yuan River Road and Silver River Road, attacking and intercepting the enemy from the side. General Baiyulong hopes that the 13th Division can follow behind the enemy's butt and block their retreat route. Later, General Shangguan will also lead the Central Army's 12th Division to follow you south. The military situation is urgent, please take action immediately."

  Butterfly Dance waved the whip in his hand and said in a deep voice, "I understand, we will set off immediately. Qing Si, leave this place to you to handle." Without looking back, he waved his hand, and a large group of green-clad flying eagles quickly formed a queue and headed south. Butterfly Dance himself also jumped onto a pure white war horse, pulled the reins, and the horseshoes sounded crisp, soon disappearing at the end of Bao Ying Fu's streets.

  The military officer of the Imperial Forest Army conveyed the order from the Ministry of Government Affairs, requiring Governor Tang Zixuan to cooperate with Yang Shuangfeng in the Butterfly Dance Battle and make all logistical arrangements. Tang Zixuan gave Yang Shuangfeng a stern look before reluctantly leaving.

  Yang Shuang looked around, making sure all the Qingyan Flying Eagles had left, and only a few guards from the Military Law Department were present, before quietly letting out a breath of relief. He slowly pulled out the dagger from Butterfly's chest, and Zi Yue rushed forward, not even noticing Yang Shuang, the big man, was there. She tore open Butterfly's bloody shirt, and saw that her white chest had been cut by Yang Shuang with extreme skill, only removing a thin layer of skin. Although it bled a lot and hurt terribly, it wasn't a serious injury. However, Butterfly herself was so shocked that she had fainted.

  Yang Shuangfeng held the rifle and slowly said, "Your Honor, I'm bothering you again. Please return everything that belongs to me, including my people, my money, and my woman."

  Ling Qing thought for a moment and asked in surprise: "Who is your woman?"

  Yang Shuang said calmly: "Su Yunfeng, Cai Mianmian, Cai Xianxian, Cai Bingxia, Natalie."

  Su Yunruo and the other three women suddenly stood up, each with a different expression. Su Yunruo angrily cursed: "You devil, who is your woman?"

  Yang Shuang said in a deep voice, "Since I've harmed them, I have the responsibility to make up for my mistakes. I will safely send them back to the Minis area. As long as I'm around, no other man dares to have ideas about you. If you want to get married, it can only be to me."

  Su Ling shouted harshly: "Yang Shuofeng, you beast! I will never marry you!"

  Yang Shuangfeng gave a faint cold smile and didn't say anything.

  A moment later, Sha Yan led all the palace warriors to arrive, they didn't suffer any harm, but were confiscated of all their weapons. Monty and Dugel also arrived with their respective troops a few minutes later. Sanya and Michir were soon released, but Yu Huanxuan was nowhere to be found. According to Ling Qing's explanation, Yu Huanxuan was never detained in the first place. Ling Qing ordered that all weapons and items be returned to Yang Shuangfeng, including everything inside the iron box.

  Yang Shuangfeng was fully prepared, and slowly said: "Miss Ling Qing Si, I know this is all within your sphere of influence, and you may have many ways to rescue Butterfly Dance's sister on the road. However, I can also tell you that you shouldn't push me to the point where we both end up dead. You've seen my marksmanship, within 50 meters, wherever I aim, that's where I'll hit. If something unexpected happens, I won't kill her, I'll just aim for her calf and shoot."

  Ling Qing furrowed her brow and said: "What do you mean?"

  Yang Shuang said faintly: "Perhaps Miss Zi Yue can explain."

  Ling Qing thought for a moment and said, "Zi Yue."

  Zi Yue looked at Yang Shuang with disgust and said in a very disdainful tone: "The calf is one of the weakest parts of the human body, with very few and fragile tendons inside. Once injured, it's hard to recover..."

  Ling Qing furrowed her brow: "What kind of consequences will there be?"

  Zi Yue said: "Disabled for life, calf can never straighten again."

  Ling Qing took a deep breath and looked at Yang Shuang with a hint of annoyance, saying: "In other words, I'll become crippled?"

  "Yes."

  Ling Qing sneered coldly: "Yang Suofeng, you're so ruthless. You actually treated a woman with such an unchanged expression."

  Yang Shuang smiled and said, "Tit for tat, earlier she wanted to use the fire torture rack to kill me, she wanted my life, I just want her to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair, anyway, she has her sister to take care of her, she won't suffer."

  Ling Qing's voice was stern as he said, "You... Yang Suofeng, we can promise that on the road, we will not take any unnecessary actions. However, you must also be responsible for Miss Die'er's life and safety. If anything unexpected happens to her, everyone will end up in a situation where both jade and stone are destroyed together. I think this is not what you want either."

  Yang Shuang smiled and said: "I will follow Miss Ling's instructions. Perhaps we can sit down and discuss the details?"