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Chapter 1797 Not afraid of death?

The blood stained her body, and her face had long turned pale, but she still insisted on not letting herself fall down.

The video had been cut off long ago. He didn't know what kind of fierce battle was like on the helicopter now, nor did he want to know.

But these brainwashed people won't give him time to think so much. They are still wondering if it's an attack. For them, betraying the master is unforgivable.

A group of terrible people who have been brainwashed.

Qian Yikun gave up the principle of just repelling, because these people may not be solved by chicken legs, so he no longer cared about whether it was a murderer.

If those people need to kill, then he admits that he did the right thing.

Qian Yikun fought to Mo Fei's side and reached out to hold her arm. Mo Fei's feet became weak and he was tightly covering his wound with one hand.

"Qian Yikun, you killed someone." Could it be that you are still in the mood to joke.

Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei with a dark face. Should he be glad, and should he be willing to joke with him.

"You have to go to the hospital now." Qian Yikun said in a deep voice, and wanted to take Mo Fei out.

Could it be that she looked back at Ding Junqi who had been helped by Ding Junhui, "You send him to the hospital." She also wanted to bring Lotte and Ding Yuejia back.

"Could it be—" Qian Yikun growled.

"Fefei--" Mrs. Ding shook her head, "Sir, please send her to the hospital as soon as possible, we will be fine."

Ding Junqi leaned against the wall and was also looking at Mo Fei, "You go first, I'm fine. Let's wait for Lotte and Ding Yuejia. I didn't protect you back then, and now I haven't protected them and their mother and son. You go to the hospital first, otherwise I will be more worried."

Ding Junqi did not blame her, not only did she not blame her, but instead worried about her body.

Could it be that her eyes were hot and she didn't cry, but she wanted to cry now.

There were still people coming in outside, and Qian Yikun directly forced everyone away. If he didn't retreat, he would die. He was so decisive.

Qian Yikun forced everyone out of the door, closed the door directly, and then locked it. There were constant gunfire and door banging outside, and Qian Yikun looked at them.

"Officer Qian, Feifei and my brother will ask you." Ding Junhui said, and had decided to take his parents behind and let them leave first.

Qian Yikun nodded, but could he not want to leave.

Because for sure, can we consider this kind of injury?

"Why are you talking so much nonsense when you ask me to take my brother away?" Mo Fei spoke angrily. The person outside was about to break the door open, and the man was still here.

Could it be that he picked up the hem of the wedding dress that he had torn off on the ground, and then tied it hard around his waist.

"How come Mo Tian has so many people?" Qian Yikun couldn't imagine how these endless waves of people appeared?

"He takes away many children every year, some trains them to become killers, and some trains them to become bodyguards. For more than 20 years, do you think he is playing tricks?" Could it be that he pierced his wounds hard, "It seems that he has spread his people all over the place, and maybe you can still see children."

"You two want to talk about love and go out. If you don't want to be bombed to death, it's better to leave there right now." Gu Juexi's chilly voice came from his headset, and the cannons outside had already pointed at them.

And these two people still have time to discuss these things.

"To be honest, I don't like this man at all." Mo Fei said lightly.

This man Gu Juexi deserves more ingredients.
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