Chapter 11 A U-turn Kill

"Brother Shen, how did you know I was in danger and rush to save me?"

As Yang Ce roared wildly, Shen Lang had already hugged Yu Xiao into a ride-hailing car and was returning to Yu Family Old Cellar.

Looking at Shen Lang, Yu Xiao was filled with surprise and joy, her smile blooming like a flower.

This was the second time they had met, and both times she was in danger, and at the critical moment, Shen Lang descended like a god to save her.

Yu Xiao felt that this man was like a guardian angel sent to her by heaven.

Her feelings for Shen Lang had also transformed from the initial good impression to firm love.

Hearing Yu Xiao's question, Shen Lang replied, "I knew you were taken to Baima Club because I went to your house to look for you."

"You came to my house to look for me?"

Yu Xiao suddenly thought of something, her face changed greatly. "When I was kidnapped, the people from Baima Club seemed to have set fire to the house. My sister... how is she now?"

Shen Lang said, "When I went to your house, I saw it was on fire and heard her crying for help, so I rescued her."

"She's not injured, and your uncle, Yu Dongyang, is taking care of her now."

Knowing that her sister was safe, the stone that had been weighing on Yu Xiao's heart finally fell. "Fortunately, she's okay."

"However, even though she's okay, the house is probably burnt down..."

Yu Xiao knew that her home was just a wooden house. Once it caught fire, nothing would be left.

It was good that the person was safe, but where would she and her sister live in the future?

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Shen Lang seemed to see through Yu Xiao's worries and smiled, "Trust me, I'll give you a villa as a new home soon."

"What?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiao was shocked. "Brother Shen, you're not joking, are you?"

"Of course not."

Shen Lang smiled, "Although I don't have money, I have good connections. Someone will give me one soon."

"This..."

Yu Xiao wanted to ask for details, but looking at Shen Lang's expression, she knew he wasn't going to say more.

Finally, Yu Xiao gave up on probing and leaned her head against Shen Lang's chest.

Her limbs were still weak, but leaning against Shen Lang's chest, she felt a peace and tranquility she had never felt before.

Soon, the car arrived at Yu Family Old Cellar. Shen Lang opened the car door and carried Yu Xiao out. Under Yu Xiao's guidance, they quickly arrived at No. 27 Yu Family Old Cellar, which was Yu Dongyang's home.

When Shen Lang entered with Yu Xiao in his arms, Yu Dongyang, who was sitting in the living room, immediately stood up. He tiptoed and was speechless for a long time.

Yu Dongyang was not afraid of Yu Xiao, but of Shen Lang.

Even though it was the sweltering July, seeing Shen Lang sent a shiver down Yu Dongyang's spine, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

"Sister, you're back. Are you okay?"

At this moment, Yu Fei, lying in a recliner, broke the awkward atmosphere.

Seeing her sister return safely, Yu Fei was extremely excited.

"Xiao Fei, I'm fine, I'm very good. It was Brother Shen who saved me."

Yu Xiao saw Yu Fei and was equally excited as she spoke.

Shen Lang put Yu Xiao down, letting her sit in a recliner next to Yu Fei, then looked at Yu Dongyang and said, "You took good care of Yu Fei, thank you."

After speaking, Shen Lang took out a thick stack of bills from his pocket.

Seeing the money in Shen Lang's hand, Yu Dongyang did not stare blankly like the first time. Instead, his face changed drastically in fright. "This... this is not allowed... not allowed... I... this..."

Before Yu Dongyang could finish speaking, Shen Lang had already stuffed the money into his pocket.

Yu Dongyang wanted to take the money out to return to Shen Lang, but Shen Lang's stern gaze made him stop.

"I am a man of my word. I said that as long as you take good care of Yu Fei and don't let her get hurt, I would give you ten thousand as a reward. What's yours is yours, take it."

Seeing Shen Lang's icy gaze, how could Yu Dongyang dare to refuse? He could only cautiously accept it and awkwardly but politely said thank you.

Shen Lang ignored Yu Dongyang and turned his attention to Yu Xiao, saying, "You were given a sedative, which is why your limbs are weak and you can't move. But it's okay, with me here, nothing is a problem."

As he spoke, Shen Lang took out a black needle bag from his pocket, untied the rope binding it, and opened the bag.

Yu Xiao and Yu Fei saw nine needles inserted inside: three gold needles, three silver needles, and three black needles.

Shen Lang pulled out one of the gold needles and flicked it with his finger.

The gold needle shot out, hitting Yu Xiao's lower abdomen.

Yu Xiao first let out a muffled groan, then felt a powerful force surge from her abdomen through her limbs.

In less than five seconds, Yu Xiao's hands and feet returned to normal.

At this moment, Shen Lang raised his hand, and the gold needle was instantly sucked back into his hand.

"Brother Shen, this... is this acupuncture?"

Yu Xiao looked at the gold needle in Shen Lang's hand, her face full of shock, and said.

"Yes—"

Shen Lang nodded in acknowledgment.

However, what Shen Lang didn't say was that this was not an ordinary acupuncture technique, but the needle technique of Taiyi Divine Needles.

Taiyi Divine Needles was a needle technique created by the ancestor of medicine, Shennong, and was later passed to Bian Que.

Bian Que, an ordinary person, became a divine physician of his time after learning Taiyi Divine Needles, saving countless lives.

But after Bian Que's death, Taiyi Divine Needles had been lost for over two thousand years.

Until three years ago, his old man, after reading countless ancient medical books, finally deduced it based on scattered records.

Taiyi Divine Needles had a total of nine needles. Shen Lang could currently only use six. Although it did not reach Shennong's realm of "a god wielding needles, bringing the dead back to life," ninety percent of the world's diseases were no match for it.

While talking to Yu Xiao, Shen Lang had already wiped off the traces of blood from the gold needle, put it back into the needle bag, and then put the black needle bag back into his pocket.

After completing all this, Shen Lang looked at Yu Xiao and Yu Fei and said, "Wait for me here. I have something to do, and I'll pick you up to your new home later."

After speaking, Shen Lang, without waiting for Yu Xiao and Yu Fei to reply, strode to Yu Dongyang. Looking at the nervous Yu Dongyang, he said calmly, "Take good care of them for me. Otherwise, I won't just take back the money I gave you, I'll take your life."

"This..."

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yu Dongyang's face turned ashen.

Yu Dongyang wanted to say something, but Shen Lang had already turned and left.

After leaving Yu Family Old Cellar, Shen Lang called a ride-hailing car with his phone.

This time, his destination was still Baima Club.

However, this time, Shen Lang was not in a hurry at all.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Baima Club. Shen Lang opened the car door and strode into the main entrance of Baima Club.

"Good afternoon, welcome to Baima Club."

A sweet-looking female receptionist hurried forward and bowed respectfully.

However, after she finished bowing, she looked up and saw Shen Lang's face. The smile on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by rage.

"You bastard, how dare you come back?"