Chapter 4760
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But he couldn't resist at all. The moment his neck was strangled and thrown to the side, Unwin was relieved.
Unwin was relieved that he didn't have to die with this madman.
Ye Chien didn't let Unwin relax for long. The dagger in his left hand stabbed toward Unwin's temple like lightning …
Unwin had difficulty breathing with his neck strangled. His waist was dragging Liu Ning, and his hands instinctively tried to resist. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. Something sharp had stabbed his arm, and it was moving toward …
"Ugh!"
Angwen's pupils suddenly constricted as he struggled with all his might. He kicked Liu Ning, who was still hugging his waist tightly, and waved his bleeding arms, trying to hold Ye Jian behind him.
His palms were quite large. Once Ye Chien's head or neck was clamped by him, his fragile throat would be vulnerable.
Ye Chien didn't give Unwin a chance to resist. He stabbed the dagger he got in the dungeon deep into Unwin's temple.
"Crack!"
Unwin's hard skull couldn't stop the sharp tip of the dagger. Unwin's eyes bulged as the sound of rusty iron scraping the ground came from his throat. The moment Ye Chien lowered his head and pushed the dagger forward, his struggling hands grabbed onto Ye Chien's hair. Before Unwin died, he gave Unwin a final blow.
He grabbed onto Ye Chien's hair tightly. The skin on Ye Chien's temple was so tight that it seemed like it was going to break from the skin on his cheeks.
"Ha!"
Ye Chien shouted in a low voice. He twisted the dagger in Unwin's temple twice.
The struggling Angwin's abdomen suddenly twitched, and a gust of air rushed out from his muscular chest. His bulging eyes gradually lost their luster as his chest stopped moving up and down. Only his face was still as ferocious as before.
Liu Ning was still hugging Angwen's waist tightly. He was hugging her mechanically. Ye Jian used the bloody dagger to cut off Angwen's black hair. It took a lot of effort to pry Liu Ning's hands away from Angwen's waist.
"Cough cough … cough cough …"
Liu Ning, whose hands were trembling, couldn't stop coughing. Every time he coughed, a mouthful of blood came out of his throat. He fell to the ground and smiled bitterly at Ye Chien. "Sorry for the trouble!"
Panting heavily, Ye Jian glanced at Angwen, who was lying beside him. He pressed on the gunshot wound on his shoulder and tried to calm himself down. "What are you talking about? I didn't expect it to be Angwen. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have left you alone."
"Unwin, a famous professional killer by Lina's side. It's hard to kill him."
Panting, Ye Jian sat up with his hands on his knees. "How are you? Can you still hold on? "
"I can hold on." Liu Ning, who tried to sit up, fell back to the ground and lay down. Even raising his hand was difficult for him. He panted heavily and said, "Please help me. The car is not broken. Let's drive to where Lina got off."
His ribs were probably broken, and his internal organs were probably injured. Lina didn't want to tell Ye Chien anything.
Ye Chien, who got up, could hear his voice trembling. He walked over and helped Lina up. "Wait for me in the car. I'll take care of Lina."
"No way!" Lina's legs were still fine. He swallowed the blood in his throat and said, "There's another professional killer by Lina's side besides Unwin. He's as good as Unwin. I'll go with you …"
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