Several Song bodyguards rushed forward and captured her.

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Stop them!"

Seeing that Duanmu Qian was defeated with one move, Duanmuzhong was shocked and knew that he would encounter a tough opponent tonight.

If we don't leave, I'm afraid that all the remaining fifty-odd people will be lost.

He led dozens of people to evacuate towards the door, not even caring about Duanmu Qian's life or death.

At the same time, Duanmuzhong kept yelling at the other bodyguards for blocking Yuan Qingyi and the others.

"Whoosh——"

Yuan Qingyi stepped over Duanmu Qian and continued to pounce towards Duanmu Qian.

Six Duanmu bodyguards were shooting hurriedly, but they saw a flash of white light.

"ah--"

The next second, the six Duanmu bodyguards screamed and fell to the ground with blood spurting from their throats.

"Run!"

Duanmuzhong and a group of his men rushed out of the gate and hurriedly rushed towards the car at the door.

They didn't want to retreat so cowardly, but the strength gap between the two sides was too big, and they didn't even have a chance to fight.

"quick!"

"quick!"

At this moment, Duanmu Zhong swept away the majesty of the time and only regretted that his parents had two legs.

The speed at which they ran and evacuated was definitely the fastest in their lives.

Like a sharp arrow shot out, it shot out more than ten meters in the blink of an eye!

But just at this moment, a wisp of cold wind whizzed behind them, carrying an unspeakable killing intent.

"It's too naive to want to escape..."

Yuan Qingyi's emotionless voice followed closely!

Then, under the shocked eyes of Duanmu and others, Yuan Qingyi waved a few swords lightly.

With a flash of sword light, another seven or eight people fell to the ground.

"boom--"

When these people fell to the ground, the three cronies around Duanmuzhong also stopped moving.

They broke up with guns and people.

A stream of blood spurted out.

Then Yuan Qingyi stabbed out with his sword, piercing their throats.

Before the blood spurted out, the sword was placed on Duanmu Zhong's neck again.

Cold and murderous.

There was dead silence at the entire door.

Cruel!

fear!

The anger and sadness in Duanmu were instantly filled with shock and fear, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

It's too powerful, it's really too powerful.

His hand holding the car door was stiff and he did not dare to move. Sweat dripped from his forehead.

Duanmuzhong wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word.

"Ding--"

At this moment, the cell phone in Duanmu's pocket rang.

He didn't dare to take it or receive it.

Yuan Qingyi didn't move either, just quietly holding the sword.

Song Hongyan smiled lightly and walked over, took it out and turned on the hands-free key.

The majestic voice of Mrs. Duanmu came over the phone: "Duanmuzhong, is Brother Duanmu dead?"

Song Hongyan said softly:

"Brother Duanmu is not dead... but your son is dead..."

"boom--"
Chapter completed!