Chapter 377 Attacked

Ye Bufan and Gao Daqiang hurriedly left the banquet, circulating True Qi to expel all the alcohol from their bodies.

Then, they drove a range rover and rushed towards Yunding Mountain Villa.

In the car, Gao Daqiang anxiously asked, "My mom was fine this morning, how could she suddenly fall ill?"

Ye Bufan comforted him, "Don't worry too much. It shouldn't be too serious. It'll be fine once I go and examine Auntie."

The club was still some distance from the city, and being in the suburbs, there were very few vehicles at night.

Because he was in a hurry to save someone, he drove very fast.

Just then, lights flashed ahead, and two large box trucks approached.

The trailing box truck seemed to be trying to overtake the one in front, while the one in front showed no intention of yielding, causing the two trucks to drive side-by-side.

This was a small suburban road, not very wide, and the two box trucks instantly squeezed out all the space.

Ye Bufan quickly slowed down and honked his horn, but the two vehicles showed no sign of giving way.

Seeing this, Gao Daqiang cursed, "Bastards, how are they driving?!"

Ye Bufan's expression changed, "No, this is aimed at us."

At this moment, the two box trucks were already close. He could no longer hesitate, kicking open the passenger door and grabbing Gao Daqiang before leaping out.

No sooner had they left than the two large trucks collided with the range rover.

Although the range rover was an SUV with good safety, it was no match for large trucks and was instantly crushed into pieces.

If the two of them hadn't reacted quickly enough, they would have probably been ground into mincemeat.

"Bastards!"

Gao Daqiang had just cursed when the rear doors of the two box trucks opened, and over a dozen Black-Clothed Men jumped out one after another.

These men were fully covered from head to toe, each holding a shining AK.

Although Ye Bufan and Gao Daqiang were powerful, they couldn't directly confront so many gunmen.

He looked around. This was clearly a place carefully chosen by their opponents; the surroundings were flat and open, with not even a small tree, offering no place to hide.

Seeing the gunmen raise their weapons, golden light flashed in Ye Bufan's hand, and Dragon Fang instantly dug a pit over a meter deep in the ground. He then pulled Gao Daqiang and dove in.

"Da da da…"

A dense burst of gunfire erupted.

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Bullets whizzed by, kicking up dust all around them.

Gao Daqiang was too large and reacted a bit slowly; his left leg was hit by a bullet.

Ye Bufan asked, "Da Qiang, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. It's just like a mosquito bite."

Gao Daqiang had reached the Great Perfection of Body Refining, and his skin was comparable to steel. Although he was shot, the bullet only just penetrated the flesh before getting stuck, so the injury was not serious.

He slapped his thigh, and the bullet was vibrated out with a pop.

Seeing that they hadn't killed the two men, the gunmen raised their weapons and slowly approached.

At this moment, the gunmen were about sixty or seventy meters away. Once they truly reached the edge of the pit, they would be completely finished.

Gao Daqiang said, "Xiao Fan, you hide here. I'll go out and deal with these bastards."

"No, your Cultivation is not enough right now. Going out would be suicide."

With Gao Daqiang's current Cultivation, he could barely withstand one bullet, but if he were subjected to close-range, dense gunfire, even a Body Refining Cultivator would be riddled with holes.

Gao Daqiang anxiously said, "Then what do we do? If these bastards get here, we'll all die."

"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with them."

Ye Bufan extended his hand, and a shining pearl appeared, with lightning flashing on its surface. It was his Magic Treasure, the Heavenly Thunder Pearl, which he had refined in Africa.

The Heavenly Thunder Pearl was refined from the inner Dan of a Three-Eyed Thunder Serpent and could control the power of lightning. At that time, the Three-Eyed Thunder Serpent could attack enemies from a hundred meters away.

It was a pity that his current Cultivation was a bit low, and his attack range was at most 30 meters, so he could only slowly wait for those people to get closer.

The Black-Clothed Men were fearless, holding their guns and striding towards their target.

In their eyes, although these two men had unexpectedly escaped the collision with the large trucks, they would ultimately just be dead men.

The leader of the Black-Clothed Men walked at the front, and just as they were about to reach the dirt pit where their targets were hiding, a light suddenly flashed before his eyes, and a bright pearl floated in mid-air.

"What kind of treasure is this?"

Before he could figure it out, a bolt of lightning as thick as an egg suddenly struck him from above, instantly rendering him unconscious.

"What's going on? Could it be that the boss did too many bad deeds and got struck by lightning?"

Seeing their leader struck down and turned into charcoal, the Black-Clothed Men behind him immediately stopped.

But before they could recover, lightning struck one after another, and in just the blink of an eye,

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all dozen or so people were turned into charcoal.

Inside the pit, Gao Daqiang watched dumbfounded, "Xiao Fan, what is that thing? It's too powerful!"

"Alright, let's go quickly."

Ye Bufan leaped out of the pit, first using Dan Fire to completely refine the bodies of these people, then with a thought, he collected all the scattered guns on the ground into his Storage Ring.

Now, if anyone else arrived, they would only conclude it was an ordinary traffic accident scene.

The previous range rover had been completely crushed into a pile of scrap metal, so they could only walk towards Jiangnan City.

Fortunately, both of them had profound Cultivation and were not much slower than a car. They arrived at Yunding Mountain Villa about ten minutes later.

Xia Zihan was lying on a bed, still unconscious, her face a pale greenish-blue, and her breathing very weak, appearing to be in critical condition at any moment.

Gao Jiajun stood anxiously by the bed. He was afraid the doctors might misdiagnose, so he had not sent Xia Zihan to the hospital.

Seeing Ye Bufan enter, he immediately stood up, "Xiao Fan, you're here! Quickly, see what's wrong with your Auntie."

"Uncle Gao, don't worry, I'll take a look."

Ye Bufan said, coming to the bedside and placing his hand on Xia Zihan's wrist.

Gao Daqiang nervously asked, "Xiao Fan, how is it? Is my mom in serious condition?"

"The situation is very dangerous, but it's still not too late."

Ye Bufan took out a small black pill and put it into Xia Zihan's mouth, then took out silver needles. His movements were like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he inserted dozens of silver needles into her body.

As time passed, Xia Zihan's complexion slowly improved, but her right hand became increasingly black, eventually turning as black as ink.

Ye Bufan then had Gao Daqiang bring over a spittoon, then grabbed Xia Zihan's right hand and pricked her index finger. As three drops of black blood dripped from her palm, it slowly returned to a normal person's color.

"Alright, let Auntie Xia rest for an hour, and then she'll wake up."

He let out a long breath, then retracted all the silver needles.

At this moment, Xia Zihan's complexion returned to normal, and her breathing became steady.

Gao Jiajun's heart, which he had been holding, also relaxed, and he felt much more at ease, asking, "Xiao Fan, what happened to your Auntie? What illness did she get?"

Ye Bufan said, "Auntie Xia isn't sick; she's been poisoned!"

Gao Jiajun said in surprise, "How is that possible? We've been together all these days, eating and living together. How could she be poisoned and I be fine?"