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Chapter 1799: This Bloody Scene

Qian Yikun retreated step by step until he was behind Mo Fei.

Their earpieces lost their signal from the explosion, so he could not contact Gu Juexi at all. He had no idea what happened during the explosion.

Those children... Were they still inside the helicopter?

“I don’t like exterminating nine generations, but I’ll make sure that none of you are left alive!” Mo Fei screamed. She moved so fast that no one could make out the shape of her body. She held a dagger in her hand, and blood dripped from Mo Tian’s henchmen’s throats wherever she passed.

Qian Yikun continued to watch on with no intention of stopping her. Even he must admit that he did not have the ability to stop Mo Fei. If Mo Fei went crazy, no one would be able to stop her. No one.

Mr. Ding pressed his wife’s head on his shoulder and lowered his head to avoid looking at the scene before him.

This bloody scene.

In an instant, corpses littered the ground. Mo Fei knelt in the middle of the corpses as if her soul had been sucked out. Le Tian was dead. How was she going to explain to Big Brother? How was she going to explain to Big Brother that Ding Yuejia died? That all of this happened because of her.

If she had not offended Mo Tian; if she had not discovered her real family, perhaps the Ding family would not have been implicated. Perhaps, Le Tian would not have died.

“Mo Fei...” Qian Yikun went over and knelt next to her. Then, he pulled her into his embrace.

Mo Fei allowed Qian Yikun to hug her. The cold wind at the door slipped in and landed directly on her chest.

“I’m a jinx. I’m the one who brought harm to Le Tian and Yuejia,” Mo Fei muttered softly as blood continued to drip off her hand—other people’s blood.

Qian Yikun’s lips landed on her bloody forehead. He did not know how to comfort her.

“Gu Juexi won’t let anything happen to them. Otherwise, it’ll ruin Gu Juexi’s reputation. Trust me,” Qian Yikun said as he stood up, holding onto Mo Fei who utilized all of her remaining strength to stand.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the surrounding snow was melting.

The snow outside formed a stark contrast with the glaring red inside. Qian Yikun carried Mo Fei out, and the Ding family followed them.

On the ground outside, other than the melted snow, there were also broken airplane pieces and—

Mrs. Ding looked at the things on the ground. After identifying what it was, she, who had originally wanted to vomit, immediately vomited everything out as though a hole opened up in her lungs and heart.

Ding Junhui looked on with a serious expression. Ding Junqi, who he was supporting, suddenly pushed Ding Junhui away and scrambled around to look for the corpses that were blasted into pieces. His anxious look made it impossible to tell what he was thinking. Was he trying to find them or was he afraid of finding them?

“Brother, Brother—” Ding Junhui went over to support him. “Brother, perhaps Le Tian and Yuejia are still alive. They—”

“They were on the helicopter!” Ding Junqi shouted angrily.

Mo Fei buried herself in Qian Yikun’s arms tightly. She had always been lawless, but now, she did not dare to face anyone.

Qian Yikun’s heart ached for Mo Fei, but he could not take the blame in her stead.

Mo Fei kept up her nonchalant facade whenever her family was concerned. However, Qian Yikun knew that kinship was what she wanted the most.

However, because of her, her family suffered such a heavy blow.

Ding Junqi frantically searched through the scattered corpses. The Ding parents could only search bitterly with pain in their hearts.

“Ding Junqi—”

Le Tian’s voice suddenly rang. It was not loud, and it sounded uncertain.

Ding Junqi, who was frantically searching through the broken limbs and bones, jerked his head up and looked over.