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Chapter 1628

    

tter, and I am willing to die, but I beg you, please spare the rest of the Yuan family!"Yuan Shiwu's face was full of pleading. This kneel, was only for the Yuan family bloodline.Chen Xinghai's heart...Since Ma Chao protected Guan Yue and was injured by the powerful members of the Guan family, Qian Biao took over Ma Chao's position and has been secretly protecting Guan Yue.

Seeing Guan Yue's second uncle's arrogant and domineering appearance, he couldn't help it.

"You, you actually dare to hit me"

Guan Yue's second uncle had a look of disbelief on his face, with a thin streak of blood still visible at the corner of his mouth. Qian Biao hadn't shown him any mercy.

"Do you know who I am You dare to hit me"

“I am Guan Hongwei, from the Guan family. Guan Yu is my father. Do you dare to hit me Are you tired of living”

Guan Hongwei roared softly in anger.

Several of Guan Yu's sons were present, with Guan Hongwei ranking second. He was truly a representative of the Guan family.

Second Prince.

On the very first day he arrived in Yan, he was slapped. It's easy to imagine how angry he must be.

"Slap!"

Qian Biao slapped him again, his face cold as he said, "I slapped you again, what are you going to do about it"

The former King of Night's Watch in the North, would he ever look upon a prince as just another pawn

Back then, even some foreign princes died at his hands.

In the eyes of a Northmen warrior, no one is worth fearing except for the protectors of the North.

"Damn you, you dare hit me"

Kwong Hoi-wai was furious to the extreme, and glared at the few people who

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Ming Guan's bodyguard roared, "Are you all blind Didn't you see that I was beaten Get your hands on him and kill him!"

Several guards of the Guan family only just came to their senses.

They had never seen Guan Hongwei slapped before, and were momentarily stunned, so they didn't come to their senses right away.

"Master, no!"

Seeing that the grievances between the two sides were deepening, Guan Yue hurriedly spoke up to stop them.

Although this was her first time meeting Qian Biao, she knew clearly that this middle-aged man wielding a dagger only obeyed Yang Chen's orders.

"Guan Yue, it's not that I'm unwilling to let bygones be bygones. It's your uncle who won't let us go."

Yang Chen's face was expressionless.

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As they were speaking, the two guards brought by Guan Hongwei had already charged towards Qian Biao.

The next second, Qian Biao's body turned into a shadow and vanished instantly.

"Pfft!"

"Pffft!"

Only two faint sounds of daggers slicing through the air were heard, followed by the belts of two guards from the Guan family snapping directly and their trousers falling to the ground.

Two guards hadn't reacted to what was happening before they were tripped by the pants that had fallen down.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to Brother Chen again, next time, this knife will be aimed at your head."

qian biao stood before guan hongwei, his face expressionless as he spoke.

Just standing there.

As soon as Guan Hongwei heard those words, a chill ran down his spine. Beads of sweat rolled constantly down his forehead.

Because Qian Biao had just turned around to walk to Yang Chen's side, his belt was also cut off and his pants fell down.

If Qiangbiao had just ripped open the pants of his two guards, he could still accept it.

But, he didn't see Qian Biao attacking him at all. His belt was even slashed.

He knew very well that this was Qian Biao's warning to him.

Qian Biao could cut off their belts with such stealth that neither gods nor ghosts would know, and he could just as easily slash their throats.

"You... me, I... I'm leaving now!"

(The End)

【Important reminder】

This novel is first published on [Website Name]. Cheng would remain unchanged."Very well, since you insist, today you shall go to Yan City!" Yang ChenLet me go first.As for Luo Bin, he still had a few points of gratitude in his heart. Whether it wa...