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The sound of gunfire fades away,

He cautiously poked his head out from behind the cover, and the bright lobby was silent with corpses in suits and leather shoes.

"Minghua!"

For a moment, he didn't know what was happening, only to feel that the gunfire was instantaneous, and what fell in front of him was his friend's bloody body.

"Zixuan..."

The mansion of Nuoda, soaked in blood, can be used for five minutes, and it has been miserable.

"Zixuan, hold on, our people are almost here! Don't die!! His eyes were red, and he tightly grasped Lu Zixuan's blood-covered hand, "Butterfly... Butterfly has rebelled... You... Good... Alive... Meng Yao and... And Cher... Bow... Please. ”

The bullets shuttled, An Minghua's hands were trembling, outside the mansion, it was a fierce battle, he clenched the cold hand, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Mr. An!"

A team of men who broke into the hall were armed and searched everywhere. "Mr. An, Lu Ming's Mansion has also been attacked!" Hearing this, An Minghua stood up suddenly, "What! ”

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The suburbs of the city, the quiet mountainous area, a manor that has gone through a hundred years of vicissitudes, but it is a baptism of blood.

"Mommy, Mommy."

The woman, calmly and unfazed, walked briskly through the blood-stained corridor with her child in her arms clung to her frightened and screaming child. "Good, Cher, don't cry, it's okay." Holding back her tears, she kissed her daughter's forehead. Open the secret door and shut the child inside. Turned around and went to the battlefield.

No one thought that a century-old family, a family of arms dealers, would fall overnight.

The fire burned half of the sky, and in the distance, An Minghua saw the huge manor that had been destroyed.

"Mr. An, Butterfly's people have already run away." The mercenaries under his command reported that An Minghua clenched his fists, with the status of the Lu family in the Dao, who would dare to provoke the people who secretly helped the butterfly to rebel, and even had the ability to exterminate the Lu family! "Check, hunt down all the rebels of Butterfly, investigate the people behind the scenes!"

"Mommy, Mommy... Woooooooooooo

Suddenly, An Minghua vaguely heard the cry in the flames, and the immature voice lingered in his ears. "Child," he muttered, glancing sharply at the manor in the midst of the fire, "Child, Cher! With a roar, he hurriedly splashed water and rushed into the fire despite the obstruction of his subordinates!

The fierce fire was whistling in his ears, the air was filled with the smell of burnt corpses, and the child's voice was getting closer, and he searched anxiously everywhere, desperately calling out: "Cher! Cher! ”

"Mom... Woo woo woo woo mom"

The huge living room was already a mess, the river of blood reflected the firelight, and the small figure was prostrate beside a body, shaking and crying. An Minghua knew that the corpse was Lin Mengyao, Zixuan's wife, Lu Xue's mother, and the woman he had also loved.

"Cher......" he walked over in disbelief. Hearing the call, the child turned his head, tears hung on his dirty face, and his eyes were full of uneasiness, "Uncle An... Mom"

An Minghua knew that if he wanted to protect Lu Xue's safety and live, the only way to let "Lu Xue" die in this catastrophe was to let "Lu Xue" die.

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"Hypnosis?"

An Minghua looked worriedly at the little body on the hospital bed holding his head trembling, a two-year-old child, he experienced such a tragic experience, and the shadow did not fade within two years but became deeper and deeper, "There will be no sequelae, right?" He was still a little uneasy, and asked carefully over and over again. Mr. An, please rest assured that there will be no recurrence, and there will be no sequelae. The doctors at the nursing home have prepared hypnotic equipment and are just waiting for An Minghua's approval.

"Dad" An Minghua's two sons squeezed in, looking at the girl in pain worriedly, wanting to step forward to comfort her, but they didn't dare. "Dad, Cher will be fine, right?" The youngest son asked, tugging at the hem of his shirt. "Well, it's going to be fine." An Minghua picked up his son and walked out of the ward, stopped outside the glass window, and watched anxiously as the doctor was busy.

Forget it all, he will avenge the blood feud of the Lu family, child, you don't need to bear this.