Jin Xuanqi trembled all over, his hands maintained the action of throwing the board axe, and his eyes were blood-red.

Yuancun fell to the ground, screaming, with a plate axe stuck in his lap to crack open a firefighting toolbox, and the wound was gurgling out.

"Call!" Jin Xiuhua lost her voice and shouted, "Why are you here?" Didn't it make you stay at home?! ”

Jin Zhao ran to her in a few steps, reached out to cover her arms and red and swollen hands, and tears of distress fell down, and his words were not good: "Mother...... Mom, how do you feel? Sorry for the late arrival of my son! ”

Su Si looked left and right, ran into one of the wards, and not long after, came out with a white cloth moistened with cold water, and handed it to Jin Zhao: "Quickly apply a dress!" ”

Jin Xiuhua smiled weakly at Su: "Thank you, what a good boy......"

Uncle Wan and their people soon arrived, and surrounded Yuancun and their group, Yuancun lost too much blood, and his face was pale for a while, but his expression was still very vicious, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the sudden change in the situation.

When Uncle Juan saw Jin Xiuhua's appearance, he was shocked: "Mrs. Ouyang, you, what are you...... They did it?! These brutes! ”

"Don't be complacent!" Yuancun suddenly spoke, and his tone was very arrogant, "I have already sent a letter to the boss, he will send someone over soon, and none of you can escape!" ”

"Run? Why run? I'm just waiting to meet your 'boss'~~" Ye Wencheng kicked open the door of the stairwell and walked in, followed by Su Zan and Wei Ling.

The moment Yuancun saw Lairao, it was as if he had been struck by lightning and his crooked neck tree, and his whole body suddenly exuded a dead breath.

"You, you...... How so? You...... You don't ......" He moved his body back desperately, his eyes staring at Ye Wencheng who was slowly approaching him, his face pale.

"Well, it was Dean Jin who did it just now, huh?" Ye Wencheng suddenly bent down and asked softly.

Yuancun's whole face was distorted with fear, and he began to let out a hoarse scream, while Ye Wencheng just looked at him quietly.

The atmosphere in the corridor changed suddenly, Jin Xiuhua held Jin Zhao tightly, Uncle Juan was silent, Wei Ling looked cold, and looked at his body carefully but involuntarily leaned back at some angles. And the two sisters and brothers of the Su family were inexplicably palpitating by the knee-jerk reactions of others at this moment.

After a while, Ye Wencheng straightened up, and the air seemed to be as quiet as if it had frozen, but only a few seconds later, Yuancun leaning against the wall let out a scream beyond the limit of human beings - his right arm was completely removed, and in the backlight, the sprayed blood quickly stained the ground and walls around Yuancun.

Jin Xiuhua's body went limp, and she fell into Jin Zhao's arms, and she seemed to be even weaker.

There were no words, and the whole world seemed to be left with only a hoarse scream, and life left his body with those smelly liquids.

Ye Wencheng stood with his back to everyone, the backlight made a gold edge on the outline of his body, he gently rolled up his sleeves, and silently glanced at a dark pink mark on the inside of his arm.

"It was your right hand that left such a thing on my body," his voice was distant and ethereal, "but fortunately, I recovered quickly and didn't leave any major scars, otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to get a wife." ”

Yuancun's consciousness was gone, and the gangsters who followed him, all of a sudden, as if someone had pressed the reset button, began to let out miserable wails, and they crawled to Ye Wencheng's feet one after another, banging their heads, and kept shouting-

"King Cheng spares his life! Become a king and spare your life! ”