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Chapter 1732

Looking at the big red coffin, Yang Chen suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart and rushed into the yard.

"Mr. Yang!"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Dong Zhangang came up to meet him.

At this time, Feng Xiaowan was wearing mourning clothes and was kneeling in front of the coffin, her face covered with tears.

Needless to ask, Yang Chen also knows who the person in the coffin is.

"What the hell happened?"

Yang Chen's voice was filled with a bit of strong anger.

He really couldn't accept it. Doctor Feng, whom he met last night, was lying in the coffin today.

Dong Zhangang said, "Last night, Doctor Feng suddenly died suddenly. Xiaowan said that Doctor Feng was seriously injured and died normally."

After listening to Dong Zhangang's explanation, Yang Chen's anger gradually subsided.

He thought something happened last night. Doctor Feng was assassinated and turned out to have been seriously injured.

"You said, Doctor Feng had been seriously injured long ago? Who hurt him?"

Yang Chen grabbed the point of Dong Zhangang's words and asked with a serious look on his face.

Last night, he already felt that Doctor Feng's strength should be in the divine realm.

He really couldn't understand how a powerful man in the divine realm could be seriously injured?

Dong Zhangang shook his head: "I don't know this. Xiaowan is sad now and has no way to ask more questions. She can only wait for a while before getting to know her."

Yang Chen nodded and lit a stick of incense for Doctor Feng.

"Xiaowan, you will be my real sister in the future. Brother Yang will definitely take care of you for the rest of your life!"

Yang Chen walked to Feng Xiaowan and promised with a solemn look on his face.

This is what he promised to Doctor Feng. Now that Doctor Feng has passed away and Feng Xiaowan is helpless, he will definitely keep his promise.

"Brother Yang!"

Feng Xiaowan suddenly rushed into Yang Chen's arms and burst into tears.

At the same time, Guan Wang Mansion is inside a classical pavilion.

King Guan sat on a Grand Master chair, and Guan Hongyi knelt on both knees in front of him.

Because his arms were destroyed, Guan Hongyi's face was full of pain. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and bit his mouth tightly, with a little unwillingness in his eyes.

"Do you know your guilt?"

King Guan asked sternly.

Guan Hongyi gritted his teeth: "I don't think I've done anything wrong!"

"Bang!"

King Guan was furious and fell down with a palm, and the tea table in front of him instantly shattered.

"At this point, you don't know what you did wrong?"

King Guan asked angrily: "Occursing a martial arts genius who is at least at the peak of the king's realm, tell me, you did not do anything wrong?"

Guan Hongyi suddenly looked up, staring at King Guan with bloody red eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if he is really a peak powerhouse in the king realm, so what?"

"We Guan Royal Clan are so powerful. As long as you take action, he will be dead!"

"I know what you are afraid of, isn't it because you are afraid that he is from the Guwu family?"

"But I've found out his background a long time ago. He has nothing to do with the Guwu family. Even five years ago, he was just an ordinary college student."

Guan Wang was so angry that he shivered all over. He suddenly stood up from the seat, walked step by step to Guan Hongyi, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Bang!"

A crisp slap sounded throughout the room.
Chapter completed!
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