"Guess... shall I tell you?"

Jiang Li paused for a while, stretched out his hand to hold the boy's hand holding the dagger, and pulled it out violently in the next second!

Turning around quickly, one hand clasped the lifeline of the man's wrist, and the other held the dagger against the boy's neck.

The wound on her waist and abdomen was unstoppable, and blood spurted out suddenly;

Because of her actions, a bloody circle was drawn!

Ye Qingyu and Yun Qiao were shocked, "A Li!"

The woman's laughter stopped suddenly, she stared fixedly at Jiang Li's dagger on the boy's neck, and said angrily, "You trash, you trash! You can't even kill someone!"

"Mom, Mommy..."

The boy's face was pale, "I, I wanted to kill her, it was her...she stole my knife..."

"Your father is Duan Yong! I have at least a dozen lives in my hands! Why did you give birth to such a useless person! Ah? Ah!" The woman questioned twice, her face full of sternness.

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Jiang Li tightened his hand holding the dagger, and yelled softly at Ye Qingyu and Yun, "Run!"

The two turned around and ran away!

The woman sneered, and rushed over, reaching out to grab the two of them, "Want to run? Ah!"

Jiang Li threw the dagger backhand, hitting the woman's wrist that had already touched Yun Qiao's shoulder.

The dagger pierced her wrist, and the woman screamed in pain, staggered and knelt on the ground, turned her head and glared at Jiang Li viciously, "I really underestimated you."

"I underestimated you too. For a man, I even gave up my own son's life." Jiang Li said coldly.

The woman looked at the boy with a pale face in disgust, and cursed angrily, "What are you waiting for?!"

Jiang Li frowned and looked at the boy.

The young man's lips trembled, his eyes were full of horror, "Mummy, can you..."

"No! If you don't do anything, don't call me the son of Duan Yi and me. How can you be so weak and incompetent like your father?!" The woman scolded sharply.

The young man stared at the woman, his eyes gradually turned red, and under the woman's persuasive gaze, he slowly clenched his fists, "...OK."

Jiang Li grabbed his hand, "What do you want?"

The young man glanced at Jiang Li and smiled at her, "I know my father is not a good person, but he gave birth to me and raised me, and he was captured by you. Only the last one..."

"you……"

As soon as Jiang Li opened his mouth, he saw the boy's other hand tearing off the hoodie on his chest. Under the black hoodie was a time bomb strapped to his body!
"Haha, good, good son! This is the good son of me and your father!" The woman laughed, stood up slowly from the ground, and took out a remote control from the windbreaker.

Jiang Li's pupils trembled, and his face changed drastically, "You're crazy!"

The woman looked at her coldly, "Let Duan Yong go, otherwise, you will all be buried with us!"

"Without Duan Cheng, you still have a son..."

"Son? Without Duan Cheng, what do I want a son for?"

The woman looked at Jiang Li, and suddenly laughed mockingly, "Miss Jiang, don't you think that people like us have any kinship? Hahaha... you expect a person with blood on his hands to have that thing... ..."

"No? Then what are you risking your life to save Duan Yao?" Jiang Li looked at her quietly.

The woman paused for a moment, then smiled dismissively, "Of course it's for his money!"

Jiang Li looked at her and said nothing.

The hanging fingers were secretly pointing the direction to the two friends, telling them to leave the scene.

Ye Qingyu's eyes were filled with fear, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, and he suppressed the scream he was about to utter under his tongue;

Yun Qiao's face was covered with tears and her face was as white as paper, she shook her head again and again.

Jiang Li gave another hint with a firm attitude, "Let's go!"

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