Li Xiangdong stood up at this time, then slowly punched Wu Yuebi in the abdomen with his other hand, and thick black blood slowly flowed out between his legs.

The white embroidered cloth that had just been panicked on the ground was lit with bright red, just like red flowers blooming.

Li Xiangdong nodded with satisfaction, then let go of his hand, allowing Wu Yuebi to collapse on the ground like a freezing bag.

It was also at this moment that Li Xiangdong felt alert and turned around in surprise. He saw a ray of light. Without any sense, his right arm was cut off shoulder-length, and his bloody arm flew up, dyeing the unlucky decoration in the room.

Zhang Xiaodao, who arrived in time, did not talk nonsense. After one knife, he was approaching and hit Li Xiangdong's lower abdomen with all his strength. Li Xiangdong suddenly rose up and shot straight into the bed in the form of a arch into a shrimp. His body was deeply embedded in the wall, and the room was shaking continuously.

At this time, Wu Daxiong, who was following, arrived and saw his daughter lying in a pool of blood. His eyes appeared with a ferocious look. Zhang Xiaodao said, "Send her to the clinic first, I will solve the rest."

When Wu Daxiong heard this, Zheng pointed his head. When he picked up Wu Yuebi and rushed out of the Wu family's mansion, Zhang Xiaodao had already pulled Li Xiangdong out of the wall. Of course, he would not pay attention to any measure.

Li Xiangdong, who was pulled out, smashed the furniture in the room in a dog-chewing manner. His face happened to be on the embroidered cloth that had been completely dyed red on the ground. An unusually nauseous smell of blood came from his nostrils, which made him cough and coughed bright red.

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Chapter completed!