1203. Chapter 1203: Civil Affairs Bureau 83 Finale 4
...In turn, a series of powerful flying kicks kicked away the two bodyguards who were flanking him. He rolled neatly and beautifully in mid-air. The moment his feet landed firmly, he grabbed the throat of one of the bodyguards with his left hand.
The knife slipped out of his right hand shirt and had already pierced his heart.
In just a few minutes, the originally clean and tidy deck had already turned into a river of blood. The strong smell of blood and the cold breath of death were spreading and spreading——
Yang Muchen looked at his carefully selected bodyguards. They were no match for Yang Mufan. They couldn't even get close to his body. He couldn't help but feel angry.
He looked with hatred in his eyes. In less than five minutes, more than half of the bodyguards he had brought were dead or injured. Unable to calm down anymore, he took out a black pistol, pointed it at Mu Wanqing, and then fired:
"Yang Mufan, if you move again, I will shoot this woman."
Hearing this, Yang Mufan suddenly paused as he held a sharp knife towards the throat of a bodyguard.
The coldness of the blade passed through the skin and spread to every cell in the body. The bodyguard was so frightened that his breathing was stagnant. He stared at Yang Mufan with his eyes wide open and a look of horror on his face.
Yang Mufan has long been a murderer, and his white shirt has been stained red with blood. At this moment, he is like a Satan who has just been reborn from hell, and his whole body is filled with cold murderous intent.
With an extremely slow speed, he turned to look at Yang Muchen, and then said word by word: "Try touching one of her hairs."
Hearing this, admire Chen's eyes turned cold, and then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
There was a loud "bang~" sound, and Mu Wanqing felt excruciating pain in her knees.
"Yang Muchen, you are looking for death!!!" Seeing Mu Wanqing get shot, Yang Mufan was like a cheetah, ready to pounce forward.
But Yang Muchen moved to the farthest distance from Yang Mufan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Mufan, I will destroy everything you care about. Since you love this woman, then... you will collect her body for her."
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Saying that, Yang Muchen fired again without blinking an eyelid.
This time, he didn't shoot at an insignificant part, but at the heart.
The first second Yang Mufan saw through his movements, he had already reacted: he blocked Mu Wanqing's face.
The bullet, carrying a strong and deadly aura, entered and exited from his left chest.
Mu Wanqing was frightened.
She widened her eyes and looked at the tall and straight back of the man standing in front of her, a little unbelievable.
Time, at this moment, seems to be frozen.
Everything around her was shielded from the world by Mu Wanqing.
She just felt that the whole world was so quiet and empty. She couldn't hear a single noise, couldn't see a trace of scenery. All she could see was the figure of admire Fan's back, and the blood that was pouring out bit by bit from his left back...
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"I admire Fan!!" Mu Wanqing murmured his name.
Yang Mufan turned around and looked at her at an extremely slow speed.
Mu Wanqing looked at his beautiful face, except for dots of shocking blood, which was full of water. At that moment, she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain.
Maybe Yang Mufan didn't have much energy to speak, so he took two steps towards her with difficulty, and then with a "thud", his whole body was pressed against her.
"Yang Mufan." Mu Wanqing wanted to call his name, but her throat seemed to be choked by someone, and she couldn't make a single sound.