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Chapter 617

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"Someone come! Bring that group of doctors and Jun Muyan's subordinates here! "

"Slut, you think that after rescuing Shen Yicheng, I won't be able to do anything to you?! Don't forget, I still have a lot of hostages in my hands! "

"This time, I'd like to see how you're going to save him, slut!!"

Very soon, dozens more people are dragged up.

Each and every one of these people has disheveled hair, bloody noses and swollen faces, their faces hard to distinguish.

But just by looking at the clothes they're wearing, you can recognize that they're Dr. Song and the others, as well as the soldiers of the Ink Camp, as well as the young staff of the Junji Medical Center.

Gong Qianxue's eyes are filled with crazy hatred.

She doesn't even give Muyan the same mental torture she did when she questioned the Shen father just now.

Instead, she directly drags a person over, and cuts off his hands with a knife.

Soon after, the blade is pressed against the man's neck, and she lets out an ear-piercing laugh, "Jun Muyan, do you see that? These people are still in my hands. Don't tell me you don't care about their lives?"

"Could it be that you have the heart to watch these innocent people die for you?"

Muyan smiles faintly, and carelessly says: "Really? I really want to see it. "

Gong Qianxue suddenly widens her eyes, as if she doesn't believe that Muyan would say such words.

"Good, good, it seems that you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!!" Gong Qianxue bellows, and at the same time, the knife in her hand falls down, chopping off the head of the man in her hands, "Cut off half of their hands and feet for me."

"Wuuuu … wuuuu …"

The dozen or so people who are caught simultaneously let out painful groans, but they don't know why they can't speak.

But Gong Qianxue has already been completely overwhelmed by anger at this time, and she simply doesn't notice that anything is wrong.

As soon as she gives the order, the dozen or so heads thud to the ground.

Gong Qianxue's face is splattered with blood, and she grins nastily: "Do you see that, Jun Muyan? These people died for you! If you still don't surrender, Bengong will also kill the remaining half. These people have pledged their loyalty to you to the death. Let them die innocently for you, do you have a conscience? "

"Heh …" Muyan lets out a low laugh, "Gong Qianxue, even your conscience feels sorry, how could I feel sorry? After all, these people aren't loyal to me, but you. No matter what, they used to give their all for you. I didn't expect that they would end up like this. "

Gong Qianxue suddenly opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief, "What did you say?!"

She seemed to have suddenly thought of something and suddenly pounced in front of the head that she had just chopped off.

She pushed aside her messy hair.

However, it was not Dr. Song's face that was revealed, but her trusted subordinate.

"Ahhh –! This was impossible! This is impossible!! " Gong Qianxue madly rushed over and pushed aside everyone's messy hair, only to discover that none of these people were the hostages she thought they were.

On the contrary, every single one of them was her confidant, her strength that she relied on.

But now, half of them had been killed by her.

As for the remaining half, their stomachs were bulging and they were on the brink of death. Their flesh and blood would be devoured by the Gu at any time.

"Jun Muyan, it's you! You're the one behind this! What did you do?! "

However, no one on the observation deck paid attention to her hysterical roar.

Dr. Song and the others, riddled with scars, have already been brought over.

Following behind them is Han Ye.

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