Song's mother didn't expect that someone was not afraid of the Song family and dealt with her daughter with her own hands in front of her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

An Xia let go of Song Yanyan, who could no longer do evil, and deal with the siege of the bodyguards.

Song's mother stumbled and ran over to hug her daughter, "Yanyan, Yanyan, don't scare mom, mom is here to save you, open your eyes and look at mom."

Song Yanyan, whose neck was twisted, could no longer answer Song's mother. She always stared at her eyes and never accepted that she would be killed until she died.

Seeing that her daughter had no reaction, Song's mother felt that the sky had collapsed.

He shook his daughter's body wildly, heart-wrenchingly, "Yanyan, don't scare mom, look at mom, Yanyan!! Mom's Yanyan!"

It was her turn to lose her beloved daughter, and Song's mother finally knew what heartache means.

"An Xia, you killed my daughter, you killed my daughter! I want your An family to die, I want you to pieces!"

In the warehouse, Song's mother's sad cry echoed and resentful roars echoed, "Beat her to death, beat her to death, beat her to death! I want her to bury my daughter with me, and I want the whole An family to bury my daughter with me."

The bodyguards of the Song family stood up and attacked with telescopic steel sticks.

An Xia knocked down a bodyguard and took the iron bar, sweeping the bodyguard with an unstoppable ferocity. She really didn't take this person seriously!

From calm to the point where he could still take some time, his voice was light and his voice was very impatient to answer the heartbroken mother of Song, "It's up to you to fight or kill, you can stop repeating it all the time, can you?"

Is it better to act repetitively and repetitively?

An Xia, who was born in the Special Forces Camp, said something, never talked nonsense, did what he said, and never mentioned it repeatedly.

An Xia's attack was all killer moves. As long as she caught the chance, she would attack without any stinginess.

On the battlefield, there is no kindness, only life and death!

The bodyguard would never have thought that a little girl could fight so well. She had a short battle and became cautious in attacking.

Unfortunately, none of them can hurt An Xia in half.

Outside the warehouse, the "da da" sound of the helicopter propeller rotating at high speed, Song's mother hugged her daughter tightly and screamed outside, "Zhengwei, Zhengwei, come and save her daughter, ahhhhh! Save Yanyan!!"

She wanted to pick up her daughter and walk out. It was too heavy and didn't hold her. She tried again and failed again. Song's mother went completely crazy, "Yanyan!!"

The voice came into the ears of Song Zhengwei, the ruler of the Song clan, and his sad cry made him trip and almost fell.

My daughter Song Yanyan, I’m afraid something happened!

He knew that something would definitely happen if he had such a live broadcast tonight.

Unexpectedly, it was still one step later.

Song Zhengwei strode into the warehouse, and the scene in front of him made his eyes suddenly feel cold.

That winter, a little girl who only wore a torn single dress and was completely unaware of the cold beat up all the bodyguards raised by the Song family.

His wife hugged her daughter, and her hair was no longer as elegant as before.

"Zhengwei, Yanyan, take Yanyan to the hospital quickly, hurry up, hurry up!" Mrs. Song shouted until her throat was hoarse.

Only then did Song Zhengwei realize that something was wrong with his daughter. An idea hit him in his heart, causing the body of the ruler who could call for wind and rain in Xuancheng to shake.

Dead!
Chapter completed!