The dense bullets came like raindrops. Ji Lianjing turned around and saw the bodyguards guarding the door. In the blink of an eye, they all fell to the ground, bleeding and dying...
Ji Lianjing's dark eyes suddenly filled with darkness and murderous intent.
He stared at the door that had become eerily quiet at that moment with wide eyes, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on Mu Wanqing's neck.
At the same time, Mu Wanqing held her breath and watched for any movement at the door.
Mu Wanqing's eyes flashed when she saw Nan Juefeng, Wei Yutian, and Li Aoran leading a group of special forces in uniforms, tall and high-spirited, like a tsunami, powerful and fierce.
She flashed, and at the same time she was overjoyed. She hurriedly muttered her trembling voice and begged: "Brother, please help me take An An away..."
Hearing Mu Wanqing asking for help from Nan Juefeng and others, Ji Lianjing's eyes became angry, and she pinched her throat with even greater strength, strangling her next words in her throat.
Today, Nan Juefeng is wearing a black trench coat. The wind that pours in along the corridor lifts the corners of his clothes and keeps flying. It makes him look so handsome, and at the same time, it is so dark that it makes people's scalp numb.
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In the past, Mu Wanqing had never been able to understand why Nan Juefeng and Yang Mufan were brothers and were so close. She always believed that Nan Juefeng was gentle and easy-going, cheerful, talkative, and easy to get along with.
It was only now that she suddenly realized that he and Yang Mufan were actually the same kind of people.
They all look like demons resurrected from hell.
It's just that Nan Juefeng is good at disguising himself. Unlike Yang Mufan, who is so cold and naked, and so confident.
"Dad Feng, he bullied my mommy, I want you to kill him. I want him to die with no body intact!!!!!!" The little Yang Mu'an stood in the corner, with a cold and sinister look on his face,
He was completely different from the cute and well-behaved little boy he usually was. It was as if the deep-rooted bloodthirsty and cruel factors hidden in his blood were all aroused in an instant.
Nan Juefeng's gloomy black eyes suddenly narrowed dangerously. His gaze passed through Ji Lianjing and fell directly on Yang Mu'an.
At that moment, he was in a trance.
When gathering with Yang Mufan on weekdays, he would always make fun of Yang Muan, saying that apart from the fact that Yang Muan looked like Yang Mufan, every other aspect of him was like him. However, at this time, Yang Muan's expression, anger, and murderous intent
, I even admire Fan who is exactly the same when he gets angry.
Obviously, Mu Wanqing was also frightened by her son's words.
She turned her head with incredible difficulty and wanted to take a look at her son. How could her An'an become like this?! She didn't want her son and became ruthless. Then, he would be unhappy and would remain depressed.
In the darkness, there is no trace of sunshine and salvation.
Mu Wanqing's warm tears rolled down her cheeks that had become extremely pale due to lack of oxygen. She wanted to make a sound from her throat, but Ji Lianjing's grip was too tight. She could only make a weird sound.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Nan Juefeng said in a cold and calm voice: "Huangfuye, you'd better think clearly. At this moment, you have no one who can rescue you. You have no choice but to surrender. If you are smart, let the person go.
Chapter completed!