"Yes." With a single response, the brother turned and walked away quickly.
Though Bei Zicheng couldn't be considered their master, and they had no feelings for him,
they all understood that if he died, it would surely bring trouble to the Bei Family.
"Mr. Zicheng, hold on, we're taking you down the mountain right now."
The team leader quickly tore a piece of cloth from his own clothing and pressed it against the wound on Bei Zicheng's chest to stop the bleeding.
He waved a hand and called two brothers over.
"You guys carry him down the mountain, the rest protect the scene and search to see if there's anyone else nearby."
"Yes."
These people were well-trained; with a single command, they each began their tasks.
Two brothers immediately lifted Bei Zicheng onto their backs and hurried down the mountain.
...
By the time they reached the foot of the mountain with Bei Zicheng, Bei Qingyue's car was already waiting there.
