Jin Xiangyang and his more than 20 arms with weapons were all cut down.

Six Jin's bodyguards were conditioned and wanted to protect their master, but they were chopped behind them by more than a dozen axes.

Six Jin's bodyguards fell into a pool of blood on the spot.

The howling sounded instantly throughout the hall: "Ah—"

Jin Xiangyang fell from the wheelchair in pain.

Howling like a pig slaughter.

Ye Fan picked up the wooden monument on the ground, walked to Jin Xiangyang and stuffed it into his arms:

"Jin Xiangyang, I remember you said just now that you must be killed by your principles of doing things."

Ye Fan smiled faintly at Jin Xiangyang: "I want to tell you, so do I!"

"Cutted..."

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Chapter completed!