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Chapter 1739 I'm covered(2/2)

"Let Shuyan and the others go, they are innocent."

Duanmufeng yelled at Duanmuqian and the others: "Let her go!"

Yan Shuyan's palm was stabbed with a Swiss Army knife by Duanmu Qian.

It was bloody and shocking, and Yan Shuyan was in so much pain that she couldn't even scream.

"Call Song Hongyan and ask her to come, alone."

Duanmuzhong ignored the two people's anger, took out a mobile phone and threw it in front of them.

Duanmu Feng was filled with grief and anger: "I really didn't collude--" Before he could finish his words, Duan Muqian suddenly drew his knife and plunged it directly into the neck of a family member.

"Ah——" the family member screamed, and then fell down.

A desperate death.

Duanmu Feng spit out a mouthful of blood: "You are too cruel -" Duan Mu Yun did not speak, but stared at Duan Muzhong and Duan Mu Qian.

"Good nephew, the Duanmu family doesn't have much time, so I don't have much patience."

Duanmuzhong looked at Brother Duanmufeng and said calmly: "Don't make me unhappy again."

Duanmu Feng bit his lip and yelled: "I can't call Song Hongyan, I can't call..." "Pounce-" Before he could finish, Duanmu Qian stabbed another family member to the ground with another knife.

Then, she stepped on Yan Shuyan's palm wound.

The military boots hit hard.

Another spurt of blood came out.

Yan Shuyan screamed again: "Ah——" "Duanmu Feng, if you don't do this, your wife will die."

Duanmu Qian licked her lips and pointed the knife at Yan Shuyan's neck.

"Bang——" At this moment, there was a loud noise on the top of the building, and a figure fell directly from a height of more than ten meters.

The patio lighting glass on the third and second floors shattered.

Duanmu Qian pulled Duanmu back and retreated.

More than a dozen men in black rushed forward like wolves and tigers, wielding swords.

Just as they were on the way to Duanmu, they saw a flash of glass, and all the dozen or so people screamed and fell down.

A sword seals the throat.

"Papa -" Ye Fan clapped his hands, turned around, and forcefully pushed back the hundreds of enemies who were approaching.

"Who else is looking for death?"

Ye Fan looked at Duanmu Qian who was arching up: "You?"

"Brother Duanmu, I am Song Hongyan."
Chapter completed!
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