Yan Wenqing yelled, rushed forward and grabbed his wrist, and yelled: "Duan Yanbing, you are crazy!" ”

At this moment, he knows what it means to be hurt in the body of his children and in the hearts of his parents.

Duan Yanbing's dagger clearly pierced his own shoulder, but he felt as if it was pierced into his heart.

He was anxious, angry, and distressed, and the cold sweat on his body flowed faster than Duan Yanbing's, instantly wetting his whole body.

He grabbed Duan Yanbing's hand and trembled, and every word was shouted, "Do you want me to swear to you?" I really don't know, I really don't know! If I lie to you, I won't be able to die with thunder and thunder, and I will never see your mother again in the next life! ”

Duan Yanbing was disappointed.

He pushed Yan Wenqing away, turned around and walked out.

"Why are you going?" Yan Wenqing chased after him, grabbed his shoulders and yelled: "Get back to treat the wound for me!" ”

Duan Yanbing pushed him away hard, glared at him coldly, and said, "Don't touch me, and don't touch Fifth Brother and Beibei again, otherwise, next time, the dagger will be aimed here!" ”

He raised his blood-covered fingers and tapped at the position of his heart: "I promised my mother that I wouldn't hate you or hurt you, but I didn't promise my mother that I wouldn't let you Yan Wenqing cut off your children and grandchildren!" ”

"You...... You ......" Yan Wenqing pointed at Duan Yanbing's nose, his face was blue with anger, and his heart twitched in distress, but he couldn't do anything about Duan Yanbing.

Duan Yanbing is his only son.

The only loved one.

Duan Yanbing didn't care about his wealth that rivaled the country's wealth.

Even Duan Yanbing didn't even care about his own life.

He doesn't care about anything.

If there is no desire, it is rigid.

Even if he has a thousand means and schemes, in the face of his beloved son, who is not afraid of death and has no weaknesses, he can only throw a mouse bogey, helpless.

He watched Duan Yanbing walk out of the living room with blood dripping all over his body.

He chased it out.

Duan Yanbing was like a painless machine, getting into the car with untreated wounds and blood all over his body, moving the car expressionlessly.

The car turned around and went away.

His legs went limp, his body shook, his heart ached, and he couldn't help but die.

Too late.

When he found Nguyen Nguyen and his son, it was too late.

When he found his son, he had been working undercover for more than a year.

In order not to make people suspicious, his son disguised himself as a scumbag like those scum, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

Walking on the edge of hell, although he is a good person disguised as a bad person, he still has a pure land in his heart, but over time, his mentality is no longer the same as that of a normal person.

He is pessimistic, misanthropic, negative, and even inferior.

His son Yan Wenqing was originally supposed to be a beautiful son with glorious scenery.

But when he found his son, his son was trying to win the trust of the boss, and he stabbed Ling Chi, a person who was mistaken for an undercover agent.

When he saw his son, he had a knife in his hand, his eyes were scarlet, and he was covered in blood.

On the orders of the boss, his son cut off the man who was mistaken for an undercover agent a hundred and eight cuts, and the man who was mistaken for an undercover agent died in wailing.

He had seen so much blood, and he was still shocked by the scene that day.

Later, if he hadn't covered for his son, the second person who was killed by a hundred and eight knives might have been his son.

If an undercover agent is revealed, he will always die the worst.

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