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Chapter 1940 The Final Contest(2/2)

This kick immediately kicked the beautiful female secretary to the ground.

Then, Gu Guohui stepped on her stomach hard.

"ah--"

The beautiful female secretary curled up in pain.

She covered her abdomen with her hands so much that she couldn't scream, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corners of her mouth.

Undoubtedly seriously injured.

The bodyguard of Song was very angry. He wanted to use his weapon but did not receive Song Hongyan's instructions, so he could only block it with his body.

This caused Gu Guohui and the others to punch and kick even more unscrupulously.

"Bang!"

Song Hongyan grabbed Ye Fan tightly and slapped the table and shouted:

"Gu Guohui, you are too presumptuous."

She threatened without hesitation: "I tell you, the consequences today are definitely not something you can bear."

"President Song, you were wrong. It's not that I was arrogant, it's that you resisted arrest."

"You not only resist arrest, but also indulge employees to attack. If I don't teach them a lesson, wouldn't I seem too incompetent?"

"Besides, so what if I'm presumptuous?"

Gu Guohui grinned without comment, with disdain on his face:

"What can you do to me?"

Song Hongyan is in trouble, and Ye Fan is also going to peel off his skin. What consequences can he have to mess with these people?

Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders and rushed forward.

"Bang bang bang--"

Several female employees who wanted to support Yanli's secretary were kicked to the waist by Gu Guohui without any explanation.

Several unprepared female employees were caught off guard and fell to the ground with unstable center of gravity.

Gu Guohui also stepped forward and stepped on their fingers.

The leather boots pressed on the white and tender skin and immediately sputtered a trace of blood.

"ah--"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and a series of women screamed.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Son of a bitch--"

Ye Fan couldn't help but break free from Song Hongyan's pull, grabbed a chair and smashed it over.

With a loud bang, the chair hit Gu Guohui on the back.

"ah--"

Gu Guohui groaned, and his body shook forward...

"Bang bang bang--"

Ye Fan did not stop and stepped forward and kicked his feet.

Amid a series of sounds, several elite troops from the Interior Affairs Office who were blocking the way were kicked out.

They all looked up at the sky, groaning.

Then, he picked up another stool and slapped Gu Guohui on the back.

Gu Guohui, who was about to get up, screamed and fell back to the ground.

This time, not only did his back hurt severely, but his head also collided with the ground, and his nose and face were swollen.

"When I touched my woman in front of me, I was in a Chinese medicine school. Do you want to die?"

Ye Fan stared at Gu Guohui and shouted: "Do you think your head is harder than Wang Qiaochu, or do you have more life than Takeda Hideyoshi?"

"Let go of the Gu team leader!"

Drinking the metal brittle sound that accompanied the loading of the pistol bullets.

Three short guns aimed at Ye Fan, and two more pointed at Song Hongyan.

Gu Guohui brought his hem to a slightest move.

Song Hongyan instinctively blocked Ye Fan.

"You guys try shooting?"

Ye Fan pulled the woman back: "I promise none of you can survive."

He had an extra silver needle in his hand.

"Ye Fan, I know your background and your awesomeness, but you are still too bold today."

Gu Guohui shouted with a dark face:

"You dare to fight even the elite internal affairs that Mr. Yang personally controls?"

"Do you still have the king's law in your eyes? Is there the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Is there Mr. Yang?"
Chapter completed!
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