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Chapter 1104

On the way back, Chen Yan asked An Xiaoyue.

There was a faint bloody light in An Xiaoyue's eyes: "Mrs. Qiangwei is Tianyixiao's strategist. Do you think it was Tianyixiao's idea or Madam Qiangwei's idea about my ridiculous marriage? Now the situation has changed.

I don’t care whether she really wants to abandon the secret and turn to the light, or whether she is secretly plotting it. When I am in trouble, does she think she can lead me by the nose? All accounts must be settled!"

Chen Yan said: "What do you mean?"

An Xiaoyue said: "I will go there openly and lead the army to surround the Dragon Soul Palace."

Chen Yan smiled and said: "This is a good idea."

...

Dragon Soul Palace.

Mrs. Qiangwei stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigarette in an elegant posture. At this time, the master of the Dragon Soul Palace opened the door and walked in. He asked immediately: "I heard that you brought your son back from abroad?"

Mrs. Qiangwei raised her eyebrows and said, "That's right."

Tian Yixiao's face was filled with anger: "What? Foreign experts can't cure your son. Do you think anyone else in China can save him? The devil?"

Mrs. Qiangwei turned around, looked at him deeply, and finally said: "I don't know if the devil can save my son! But tomorrow, the devil and the female marshal must die!"

Tian smiled and was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Mrs. Qiangwei said: "I quietly contacted the Demon King and asked him to treat my son. The condition is that I tell him the fatal weakness of the Tian family."

Tian Yixiao was furious: "How dare your mother betray me?"

Mrs. Qiangwei said: "The first day you met me, Mrs. Qiangwei? I have accompanied you to conquer the world for nine years, how can I give up everything for a sick son? If the son is gone, he can be reborn, and there are ten or eight children, but this

In the world, once you let go, all your efforts will be in vain."

"Explain clearly?"

"Tian Yixiao, I want you to make all preparations. Tomorrow is the last chance to kill the Demon King and the female marshal. There will basically be no chance in the future! I bought this opportunity with my son's life! The female marshal will meet tomorrow

Come to the Dragon Soul Palace to pick me up. I want you to set up a dragnet and summon the most elite experts to kill her with one strike. The same is true for the Demon King. If the Demon King takes my son as a hostage, you will treat me as if I have never given birth.

son."

Tian Yixiao was moved when he heard this: "Madam, why don't you find someone to pretend to be your son?"

Mrs. Rose said: "The female marshal is not a fool. With her and Longya's eyes, how could we not find out whether it is true or false?"

Tian Yixiao nodded: "Indeed! It's just that, for you to make such a sacrifice, I really..."

Mrs. Qiangwei waved her hand and said: "To achieve great things, you don't need to worry about small details. Besides, my son is still suffering for living like this."

Tian Yixiao then asked: "How many people will she come? Control both sides, we are short of manpower now!"

"I don't know, but after the last battle on Yuankong Island, I guess I won't come here alone! Doesn't your Tian family also have a death squad? In addition, you can borrow some people from outside, Andrea, she is sure

If you are willing to lend someone, you can use it."

"US imf? Is it too risky?"

"Extraordinary times require extraordinary measures. When the female marshal returns to the north, there will be no chance again!"

"Okay, I'll get ready!"

...

The next day.

Chen Yan put on makeup and took Wang Hongluan, who was wearing a nurse's uniform, to a manor in Suzhou.

Mrs. Rose's son is here.

The reason Wang Hongluan came with her was because of her strong request.

Chen Yan disappeared inexplicably that night, which made her feel scared. She was not allowed to go into danger alone and had to take her with him.

Chen Yan had no choice but to come together.

Mrs. Qiangwei had already arranged everything, and the process of entering the manor went smoothly. Chen Yan met Mrs. Qiangwei's son, a five-year-old boy with congenital heart disease.

"Uncle, my mother said, you can cure my disease, right?" the little boy said innocently.

"Yes, I can help you cure your disease!"

As soon as Chen Yan finished speaking, the door was slammed shut, and a series of electronic machine sounds sounded. The room originally used for medical treatment instantly became an inescapable prison.


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