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Chapter 1215

He raised his hand and pointed the gun at Wei Zhuang outside and shot decisively.

However, the moment his finger pulled the trigger, Wei Zhuang's knife had already slashed.

With a huff, blood splattered everywhere, and the hand that Sun Yao was holding the gun was slashed by Wei Zhuang.

“Ahhhhh…”

Sun Yao shrank his arm back, looked at his bare wrist and screamed.

In fact, he didn't feel the pain at this time, but was just frightened and was almost collapsed.

Wei Zhuang placed the dragon head knife in front of the window of Sun Yao's car and looked at Sun Yao expressionlessly.

Sun Yao was frightened, and he was scared at this moment.

"No, don't kill me, I'm wrong."

"I won't kill you."

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhuang agreed decisively and simply: "But I need you to bring me a word."

"What words do you mean?"

Wei Zhuang said: "Tell Yang Dao that at this time tomorrow, I will wait for him at Tingfengting in the south of the city. My name is Dao Kuang-Wei Zhuang!"

After saying this, Wei Zhuang turned around and left without looking back.

"Dao Kuang, Wei Zhuang?"

Although Sun Yao was very confused, he couldn't understand what this meant at all.

But at this time he didn't dare to ask anything more and ran away in panic!

...........

The next afternoon, inside the ward.

Sun Yao's hand had been treated overnight, and the blood had stopped and the surgery was also performed, but he would definitely not be able to take back his hand.

He had woken up from his coma. After waking up, he was very irritable and seemed to be crazy.

In the ward, Sun Qitian and several directors of Qitian Group came.

At the same time, Yang Dao, among the three aces, was also present.

The driver also heard what Wei Zhuang said last night, so after he came back, he passed on the words to Yang Dao. For this reason, Yang Dao was also called by Sun Qitian.

Yang Dao is in his forties, has a thin body, and his arms are much longer than ordinary people. His body looks like a monkey.

There were two crescent-shaped scimitars hanging around his waist. He had a title in Suhang, called Double Dao Yang Dao.

Yang Dao, the two swordsman who defeated Wei Zhuang back then. He used the two swords in his hand to slash a × on Wei Zhuang's chest.

In this way, it makes sense that Wei Zhuang took the initiative to volunteer to protect Fu Yunsheng.

Because Wei Zhuang wanted to fight Yang Dao again in this way.

Sun Yao looked at his bare arms wrapped in gauze and fell into a state of madness. Because he was too excited, the blood that he had finally stopped was secreted again, dyeing the gauze red.

"Enough, please calm me down."

Sun Qitian roared angrily, and this roar scared Sun Yao, or he was very afraid of his elder brother since he was a child.

Sun Yao finally calmed down and said, "Brother, you must avenge me."

"You still have the face to say it."

Sun Qitian picked up a teacup next to him and smashed it to Sun Yao.

"Why did I tell you before this? I kept telling you not to cause trouble for me at this critical moment. You are fucking disobedient. Now, it's OK. Who do you want to blame?"

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