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Chapter 1780 What happened?(2/2)

The nearly 100 guests roared and charged with all their strength.

"kill!"

Murderous aura filled the air instantly.

Nearly a hundred people, wine bottles, tables, knives, chairs, and eighteen kinds of weapons appeared one after another.

The dull old man was unmoved, his expression was cruel, his steps were still erratic, and his agility was unbelievable.

He punched one and kicked each other, specifically greeting the guests' joints.

A series of clicks were heard, and groups of guests screamed and fell to the ground.

Nearly a hundred people were all thrown to the ground by him in less than five minutes.

Each one of them had either a broken hand or a broken foot, and completely lost the ability to fight.

"Woo-" But before Duan Murong could be happy, the piercing siren sounded again outside the door.

A large number of agents stormed into the Royal Hotel with loaded guns and ammunition.

A detective wearing a beret showed up with a murderous look: "What is going on here?"

"She killed people and silenced them!"

Li Changjun and all the guests pointed at Duan Murong and complained.
Chapter completed!
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