This situation made Ye Jinyan shout out, "Brother Yang!"
At this moment, the opponent swiftly withdrew the sword from Yang Ming's chest and turned to stab at Ye Jinyan behind him again.
Qi Ming did not expect that Yang Ming would protect his master first, even blocking in front of him. When he saw the opponent preparing to stab a second time, he swung the large bow in his hand; he had to act.
Blocking the enemy's sword, just as he was about to desperately fight, the brothers from the escort agency arrived and took over his position.
Shouting "Store Manager."
Seeing the Store Manager injured, each of them turned bloodshot eyes, fighting even more fiercely.
Yang Ming lay there, clutching his bleeding chest, watching the fighting crowd, only hoping it would end quickly. At this time, he heard a voice, it was Ye Jinyan's voice.
"Brother Yang, how are you? It's all my fault; if it weren't for you blocking the sword for me!"
