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Chapter 1797: Afraid To Die?

In her bloodstained body, Mo Fei’s face had already turned deathly pale, but she remained on her feet.

The video was cut off long ago. Qian Yikun did not know what kind of battle was raging on in the helicopter, and he did not want to know.

However, these brainwashed crooks did not give him time to think. They continued to attack Mo Fei. To them, betraying their master was an unforgivable sin.

They were a group of horrifyingly brainwashed crooks.

Qian Yikun gave up on his principle that he would only do enough to make his enemies retreat because these people could no longer be dealt with just by pushing them back. Hence, he no longer cared about whether he killed them or not.

If there was a need to kill those people, then he had to admit that Mo Fei did the right thing.

Qian Yikun killed his way to Mo Fei’s side and reached out to hold her arm. Mo Fei’s legs went weak with one hand tightly covering her wound.

“Qian Yikun, you killed someone.” Mo Fei was still in the mood to joke.

Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei with a grave expression on his face. Should he be glad that Mo Fei was willing to pull his leg?

“You must go to the hospital now,” Qian Yikun said in a low voice. He was about to bring Mo Fei out.

Mo Fei turned around to look at Ding Junqi, who went to the side with Ding Junhui’s help. “You should bring him to the hospital.” She still had to bring Le Tian and Ding Yuejia back.

“Mo Fei—” Qian Yikun growled.

“Feifei—” Mrs. Ding shook her head. “Mister, please send her to the hospital. We’ll be fine.”

Ding Junqi leaned against the wall and looked at Mo Fei. “You go first. I’m fine. I’m waiting for Le Tian and Ding Yuejia. I didn’t protect you well back then, and I haven’t been doing a good job protecting my wife and son either. Go to the hospital first. Otherwise, I’ll be even more worried.”

Ding Junqi did not blame her. Not only did he not blame her, but he was also worried about her injury.

Redness brimmed at the rim of Mo Fei’s eyes. She did not cry from the pain, but now she wanted to cry.

People kept coming in from outside. Qian Yikun forced them to retreat. If they refused to retreat, they would die. It was decisive.

Qian Yikun forced everyone out of the main door, closed the door, and locked it. The sound of gunshots and banging on the door rang continuously. Qian Yikun looked at them.

“Officer Qian, I’ll leave Feifei and my elder brother to you,” Ding Junhui said. He had already decided to stay back with his parents and let Qian Yikun bring the duo to leave first.

Qian Yikun nodded. However, Mo Fei refused to leave.

To Mo Fei, how severe could an injury like this be to her?

“I told you to take my elder brother away and you’re crapping?” Mo Fei hissed angrily. The people outside were about to slam the door open, but this person continued to dawdle.

She picked up the train of the dress that she tore off earlier and tied it around her waist.

“How does Mo Tian get so many underlings?” Qian Yikun found it hard to imagine how these endless waves of people appeared.

“He takes away many children every year. Some are trained to become killers, and some are trained to become bodyguards. Do you think he’s fooling around in the past twenty years?” Mo Fei forcefully covered up her wound. “Looks like he has mobilized all his men. Perhaps you might see some children.”

“If you two want to flirt, then go outside. If you don’t want to die getting bomb, you’d better leave immediately.” Gu Juexi’s cold voice came through the headset. The artillery outside was already aiming at them.