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Chapter 1692 Death!(2/2)

"You! Get up! You weakling!"

When Mr. Ye saw this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and was so angry that he was shaking all over.

No matter what Lu Feng does, he will never be so angry.

But at this time, members of his Ye family actually knelt down in front of Lu Feng, and he was extremely angry.

"Grandpa, I, I don't want to die... He, he really dares to kill people!"

This young man from the Ye family turned pale with fright and did not dare to raise his head to look at Lu Feng.

"Trash, get up!"

Mr. Ye was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his crutch kept poking on the ground.

But, at this time, even his words had no effect.

Although, he is an elder, the old head of the Ye family, and the person with the highest status.

However, when faced with life and death, everyone in the Ye family certainly has the right to choose.

"Kneel down!!"

Lu Feng suddenly scolded him again.

This angry rebuke was like an ironclad order that no one dared to disobey.

The huge pressure contained in that order was more like the pressure of Mount Tai, which pressed them so hard that their legs became weak.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Before Mr. Ye could stop him, one by one, members of the Ye family fell to their knees on the ground.

No one can remain calm in the face of death.

What is face and dignity? Let’s survive first!

"Bastard! Bastard! Poof..."
Chapter completed!
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