Where's Hong?

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In an instant, black shadows appeared from the trees and bushes on both sides of the road. 

"Song Er, protect Hong!" Fei exclaimed spontaneously. The first thing that came to mind.

In a short time, almost the same numbers or more people in black rushed in. Attacking the guards at the back with machetes and all kinds of sharp weapons.

Fights were unavoidable. Fei kept going around in front of the carriage fighting some of the bandits. It's just a little bandit, he didn't think they were a big deal, but not with Hong. Some bandits headed towards the carriage, where Song Er was blocking them.

"Damn it, where they came from?" shout Song Er while taking down some men in black and face covers.

"Brother!" shouted Fei at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan nodded at Fei. they were eroded quite far from the carriage and he understood what was on Fei's head. He was about to approach the carriage.

"Be careful, Young Master!"

Jie's guards were not ordinary. Lu Wang's provision of martial arts made the burly young men quite prepared for any attacks. However, some still needed help because they were inexperienced.

Fei shot fast and pointed his sword at a bandit who was approaching the passenger carriage. While the group at the back seemed to have begun to be surrounded by bandits, he had to help.

"Song Er! I leave Hong to you!" Fei exclaimed. He has no choice but to move quickly towards the back of the carriage.

Song Er nodded. He was still standing guard in front of the carriage where some bandits kept coming and trying to get on.

Song Er glanced at Hong who was pushed into the corner of the carriage. He looked calm. He hugged his bag tightly and held his small dagger in the alert.

Song Er had to think fast. The situation was impossible for them to keep fighting, he had to take Hong out of there. The coachman joined the fight so there was only him and Hong in the carriage. The road in front had been cleared because the people in front were busy fighting to the back.

"Hong, hold on! We're going!"

Song Er sat on the coachman's bench. Put down his sword and slammed the horsewhip hard.

"Hiaaaa!!"

With one swift whip, the horses moved swiftly. Hong almost fell backward as the carriage suddenly moved forward.

"Brother Song! Where are we going?"

Fei turned his head, his eyes widened to see the carriage was moving. From his position, it was impossible to prevent it from moving fast.

"No, Hong!" He exclaimed. Fei Er had to catch up. The carriage couldn't be separated from the group, it was too dangerous. Some bandits in front of him were blocking him.

"Brother Yan!" Fei shouts pointing at the carriage. Lu Yan who was quite far from the carriage also seemed to be stuck. He pulled his horse's head to the other way round.

"Heeeeeee!!"

Behind the trees, some men in black, and masks watched the carriage that was separated from the group. This was their chance. The three big men didn't let the chance slip off, they came out of their hiding and chased it.

"Come on!"

Fei was so worried. He kept looking at the carriage which was moving farther away until he missed the attack on him.

"Sheet!"

"Ahhh!" Fei Er moaned loudly. One of the bandits scratched his hand with his machete. Fei pushed the black-veiled person with his foot hitting him hard to fall to the ground. He almost frantically drew the sharp tip of the sword but he quickly backed away, only kicking the man unconscious.

"God damn it!" the blood dripped out and stain his white sleeve.

He had to catch up with the carriage, that stupid Song Er. He shouldn't have been rash and separated from the group. This was worrying, his head was already filled with the worst that could happen to Hong. He couldn't let that happen.

"Oh no, Hong" He had to catch up fast.

Don't care about any obstacles in front of him, Fei slammed the horsewhip and tried to separate himself from the group. He had to catch up to the carriage that was already moving fast until he lost track of it.

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Not long after he rode so fast, Fei arrived at the hilly area which was rather open.

From a distance, he saw their carriage stop near the river. Without thinking too long he slammed the whip harder and approached.

"Hong!"

But, there was no one around, only a carriage with two horses which was now stopped and exhausted. Fei slid off the horse and got into the carriage, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He was exhausted but the empty carriage made him more restless.

"Oh, no Hong" There were bloodstains and Hong's cloth bag on the floor. No one was there. Include the small dagger that Father gave to Hong to protect himself just lying on the floor.

Fei panicked, he came out and looked around. There was no sight of anyone around.

"Hong! Song Er!" He exclaimed,

Lu Yan and others approached. They managed to get out of the valley and crippled the bandits without any of their subordinates being seriously injured, maybe just scratches here and there.

Lu Yan jumped down his horse. Approached Fei who looked confused and searched around in panic.

"Hong!"

"Young Master! Where are Young Master Hong and Young Master Song?"

Fei couldn't answer. He was still trying to look everywhere, but, they might have lost track of Hong by now. Fei threw his hand into the air, blaming and cursing himself.

"God damn it!"

Lu Yan looked inside the carriage.

"Oh, this is bad"

One of the subordinates pulled one of the bandits they managed to catch, while the others were run away. The tall, skinny man dropped in front of Lu Yan and Fei.

"Sir," said the young guard pushing the man down to Lu Yan.

Lu Yan was about to ask the man whose face and body were already injured with blood here and there, but Fei got him first. He grabbed the man's collar and shook him hard.

"Tell me! Where did they take my brother? Tell me where your base is!"

The man was half-conscious. Even though Fei shook him very hard the man's eyes were almost closed. They could only hear a groan from the man.

Fei couldn't hold it any longer. He couldn't lose Hong to those filthy men's hands. He can't imagine what they would do to his brother whom he loved more than his life.

"Damn it!"

Lu Yan held Fei Er's hand, trying to calm him down.

"Young Master, calm down, we will find little Young Master. He is with Song Er, no matter what that young man looks decent. He will not let anything bad happen to Little Young Master"

Fei threw his hands. His face was red with anger, holding back his anger. He could get crazy just to let this happen in front of his eyes.

"That stupid Song Er. Why did he take Hong Er away? Insolent!!"

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A little further at the foot of the valley, deeper into the forest. A huge gate of bamboo around the village. Buildings from small to medium builds from wood and forest bamboo material were laid irregularly on the perimeters. Looks like the Bandit Village.

The rude, ugly, dirty men just celebrated their capture that afternoon. Two people who were now surrounded by the bandits in the center of the room at the biggest building.

The sound of laughter incessantly, as if celebrating their success.

"Hahahaha, what a sweet boy. Boss, look at the clothes, look at the hairpin, they look like the rich kids!" exclaimed one of the bandits with a bald head with a round body.

His clothes were dirty as well as his face, yellow teeth appeared in his foul-smelling mouth. Hong stands so close behind Song who protects him with his body.

Some naughty hands tried to touch his smooth and delicate hand, but Song Er blocked them. The blood still dripping from his left shoulder which was hurt by sharp objects from the fights. He stood firmly in front of Hong Er not letting any dirty hands from touching him.

"Don't touch Hong with your filthy hands! You don't know who you've been dealing with! Even my father can finish you off without a trace, not to mention this kid's family. You better let us go!" Song Er's loud voice. The laughter was getting louder and crowder.

"Hahahaha, boss this kid is so fierce"

"This kid is so beautiful like a fairy, boss, can we touch him?" A man with dreadlocks was about to come forward and almost touch Hong. The man called the boss had the fiercest look of all. With a bald head, an iron necklace around his neck, tattoos along his two arms full of veins and muscles, and almost as tall as the door. He raised his hand to stop his men.

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