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　　Chapter 794 I want you to live well!

　　This kind of Yan Bang, undoubtedly made Hetun even more disgusted!

　　The more Yan Bang displayed selflessness and disregard towards Feng Xinglang, the more Hetun hated him.

　　Feng Xinglang was his Hetun's only biological son, a continuation of his life; how could he allow his life to be tainted by a man?

　　Hetun could not understand Yan Bang's feelings toward Feng Xinglang, and even more so, could not accept it!

　　And it also made the Hetun even more determined to get rid of Yan Bang and to be at ease!

　　"Yan Bang, since you want to die with me, I can only help you!"

　　Hetun frowned, "If you really like men, then you can just reincarnate and be a woman in your next life!"

　　In other words, you, Yan Bang, cannot like the blood son of the Hetun!

　　Maybe Yan Bang had gone through fire and water repeatedly for Feng Xinglang, which was why Hetun said such a sentence.

　　Hetun's calmness made Yan Bang very unhappy. He was a little angry from the embarra.s.sment and wanted to detonate the bomb on his body.

　　The fastest, the most ruthless, and the most skilled was Xing Er's bodyguard.

　　A thin man even more ghostly than ghosts. Before he could even make out his exact appearance, he had already floated behind Yan Bang and a steel needle that had extracted the medicinal liquid viciously pierced into Yan Bang's right carotid artery at a lightning fast speed.

　　As the blood was pumped out by the heart, the medicinal liquid quickly spread through Yan Bang's limbs and bones. The hand which was trying to detonate the bomb on his waist, as well as the entire arm, went limp.

　　At about the same time, the bomb around Yan Bang's waist was pushed away by the bodyguard who was in close proximity, and thrown to Xing Si who was at the side to deal with it.

　　The more Yan Bang struggled to use his strength, the faster the medicinal liquid circulated in his body. With a stagger, he almost couldn't stand properly.

　　"Let's do it!" Stop the bleeding and throw it out! "

　　Seeing Yan Bang's face that looked as if he was about to die, Hetun still wanted to give him another chance.

　　Because without Yan Bang's' help ', perhaps his own son, Feng Xinglang, would have died under his brutality several times over. It could also be considered as repayment of Yan Bang's favor.

　　With Xing Er's people present, Xing s.h.i.+'er and the others naturally did not have to personally take action; they only silently watched as Xing Er tied the robust Yan Bang to the carrying pole in the living room like a tiger with its teeth pulled out.