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441. He doesn't have much time to wait!

She suddenly thought of something and asked anxiously: "You are from the Tang Sect, right?"

The people in black looked at each other, and no one spoke, and they agreed.

At this time, Lu Momo inside heard Luo Anning's voice and cried and called her: "An Xiaoning, come quickly - Qian Ge is almost out of reach!"

What?!

Luo Anning felt that someone was hit hard in his mind, and the dizziness came instantly. Qiange was almost out of here?

What does this mean?

Is he seriously injured?

Is it life-threatening?

Countless questions rush into her mind, and Luo Anning's eyes were stained with blood, which was terrifyingly red, "Get out of the way!!"

The man in black suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter. Seeing that she had a good relationship with the two inside, it was even more impossible to let her in now.

The man in black became tough: "Grandma Rong, please come back!"

"Fuc.k! Get out of here!"

As soon as Luo Anning finished speaking, Lu Momo cried even more heart-wrenchingly, and anxious calls resounded throughout the streets: "Qiange... Qiange, you have to hold on! An Xiaoning is here, aren't you going to meet her? She is outside, you have to hold on! Qiange!"

Rong Yan pulled off his tie, took off his suit jacket and threw it aside, and then slapped his fist at the Tang Sect: "It's all damn! Even my people dare to stop him, I'm tired of living!"

"Mr. Rong..." The people from the Tang Sect dared not take action, so they could only be beaten passively.

The people in black formed apart. Luo Anning found an entrance and went in. After walking a few steps, he was stunned on the spot...

In this life, except for the time when my parents were six years old and when they saw blood all over the world when they were in a car accident, this is the only time now.

The streets were silenced, with dark red blood splashing on both sides, and a pool of blood on the ground was smudged at a slow speed.

The smell of blood made her tremble so much that she was almost disgusted and cold, and her whole body was cold.

It is a kind of coldness that originates from the bottom of the heart, frozen to the bone.

Mo Qiange was lying on the ground, her fair shirt had been stained with blood. Lu Momo knelt on the ground, hugged him in his arms, and cried to the top of his lungs.

A stray black cat rushed out from the side and met her. Luo Anning suddenly woke up.

Her steps were floating and she staggered towards both of them, her voice trembling without even noticed how trembling she was: "Qiange...how could this happen? Who did it...who did it?!"

Lu Momo raised his eyes that were swollen from crying, and his eyes that had always been simple burst out with a strong sense of hatred: "Tang Sect! It was made by people from the Tang Sect!"

Luo Anning knelt beside Mo Qiange, hugged him tightly, and his throat was sobbing: "Qiange, you must hold on! I won't let something happen to you, I won't..."

Luo Anning turned his head and roared at Rong Yan behind him: "Hurry, call an ambulance!"

"An Xiaoning! It's too late. Let's take Qiange to the hospital now. He doesn't have much time to wait!"

If it weren't for the hospital's fear of the Tang Sect's forces, would he hear someone on Baofu Road begshot and sometimes rude to say that there are no extra vehicles for rescue in the ambulance!

When a Tang Sect Maid down, Rong Yan looked at Luo Anning, who cried but did not know that he was afraid and panicked, and his heart twisted. He strode forward, squatted down and carried Mo Qiange into the car.
Chapter completed!
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