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Chapter 947: Lord Qin, who protects the short, is surrounded by the army!

"You are very keen."

Yan Chong stood up, without any cover or makeup on his face, but retained his original appearance.

The eyes were evil and looked like a cold poisonous snake. He looked at Yan Tao, took off his white gloves slowly, and spoke lightly, "Do you know how many times you ruined my arrangement?"

"Do you have any last words to say?" Yan smiled heavily, and his smile was cold and cold, "I'll send you two to bring Qilinzi to see the King of Hell together!"

Young Master Yan smiled lazily, his posture was romantic and free, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Yan Chong, your eyebrows are deep, your eyes are turbid and dull, your lips are thin and cold, and your eyes are faintly blue and black. You are so old, and you are still so angry, so beware of your death in middle age."

As soon as the boy said this, Yan Chong's eyes condensed sharply. Compared to just now, he was obviously really angry. His murderous intent exploded in his chest, and his temples were piping with a breath.

Liu Cheng looked at him sitting in the corner with his legs crossed his legs and laughed wildly. He finally managed to restrain himself, patted Qilinzi's shoulder, and smiled a little angry, "It's exactly the same as what you said, hahaha! This guy Yan Chong must be angry to death."

"Hahaha...No, I can't..."

Liu Cheng covered his stomach and laughed.

Why was Yan Chong suddenly angry?

It is because Qilinzi also made such a conclusion about him more than ten years ago.

Even the version of Qilinzi is even more unethical, and I advise him to do something good early, otherwise it will be bad for reincarnation and become a beast in the next life.

No one in the venue knew who the man who suddenly stood up was, but they could sense the tension and smell of gunpowder in the venue.

At some point, dozens of people in white appeared around the entire Xuanmen.

The white robe fluttered, as if it were an ancient man, with cold and ruthless eyes, as if it was a ruthless judge.

"Catch him and take him back to Yan's house."

Yan Chong gave a faint command, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he glanced around at the same time, as if looking for someone.

"yes--"

The man in white responded in unison and turned over and jumped down from the roof out of thin air. The long sword was wrapped in terrifying sword energy and headed straight towards the center of the field.

hiss--

What kind of kung fu is this?

Why is it the same as in the kung fu blockbuster, light skills?

Yan Chong brought a faint smile to his thin lips. He slowly picked up a cup of tea, his movements were elegant and calm.

All of this is the case, why don’t you show up yet?

Yan Chongsheng is sure to win, just as the tea cup is about to be handed to her lips.

Suddenly, with a "bang", several gunshots suddenly rang out.

This time, the smell of gunpowder really came out.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The sound of uniform footsteps seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts.

The Yan family is not afraid of guns, but they cannot avoid them.

They are all flesh and blood, and they will die if they are gunshot wounds.

So they turned over and retreated one by one and dodged the bullets, stood still, and then turned around and looked over.

The soldiers carrying live ammunition entered from the door, stood opposite the Yan family, and then half-squatted down, loaded the gun, and pointed countless black muzzles at the Yan family and Yan Zhong.

The deterrence of the army is always the strongest.

Everyone's heads were confused.

Why, how could an army appear?

Isn’t this a mysterious gate?

They were wondering, and they heard another sound of footsteps.

It was the sound of military boots stomping on the ground.
Chapter completed!
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