His throat was facing Li Dayong's broken knife.

"flutter!"

Seeing his daughter's pretty face, Li Dayong's expression changed drastically. He had no time to put away the knife and could only deflect his wrist.

"flutter!"

With a muffled sound, the broken knife pierced Li Momo's coat and skin.

His daughter was injured and Li Dayong froze.

"flutter!"

At this moment, the dagger in Ye Fan's hand also stabbed Li Dayong's heart like a poisonous snake.

Suddenly, all movements stopped, and even the wind seemed to die.

In the blink of an eye, this battle was over.

Ling Qianshui's pretty face changed, and she stared at the two of them dumbfounded.

"How is that possible?

How is this possible?"

She couldn't believe that Ye Fan, who was at the end of his strength, came back again.

It's just the bloody reality before us.

"Whoosh——" Blood flowed down.

Li Dayong didn't even feel any severe pain. He only felt a chill in his chest and his whole body was weak.

Then he staggered and fell to the ground.

Li Momo had a little more blood on his body.

Bright as agate.

Seeing that Li Dayong had really fallen, Ling Qianshui reacted, his whole body was cold, and then he turned off the camera and disappeared.

Ye Fan ignored her. He knew that as long as he was still alive, Ling Qianshui would not dare to kill Tang Qiqi first.

He put Li Momo back on the sofa, leaned over and looked at Li Dayong quietly: "Uncle Yong, I'm sorry."

Ye Fan felt guilty for using Li Momo as a shield, but he had no physical strength and could only resort to this strategy.

Li Dayong felt a little cold: "It's not your fault, it's Uncle Yong who feels sorry for you."

"I was supposed to protect you, but instead I stabbed you and killed you."

He smiled bitterly: "You can fight back no matter how hard you try."

Ye Fan hurriedly said: "Don't struggle. The wound is only half a centimeter away from the heart. If you exert force, it will split and lead to death."

After all, he still didn't kill him. He still had a special feeling for Li Dayong.

Li Dayong covered his heart with his left hand and smiled bitterly: "You want to hand me over to Ye Tang?"

"I can't do anything, and I can't judge you."

Ye Fan did not hide his thoughts: "Let Uncle Mo handle it. Don't worry, I will try my best to save your life."

"Thank you Mark."

Li Dayong's eyes suddenly became calm: "You have never let me down, but I have let you down like this."

Ye Fan's mouth was twitching: "I know, you must have some difficulties."

"There is no reason for it. It's because I can't bear the poverty. It's because I can't stand the temptation of the colorful world."

Li Dayong interrupted Ye Fan, and then changed the subject: "If you can, help me take care of Mo Mo."

"I thought about you being my son-in-law more than once, but fate has its way with people, and I didn't expect it to end up in this situation."

"I will not accept the trial, not because I am disdainful, but because I am ashamed of myself."

"I have no face to face you, Mo Mo, and your parents."

"I'm also sorry for Ye Tang..." "It's the best destination for me to end it here."

Li Dayong smiled calmly, and then stabbed him with his backhand.

Fast and cruel! Ye Fan subconsciously shouted: "Uncle Yong!"

He stretched out his hand to grab it but it was too late.

The broken knife stabbed into the heart.

A large stream of blood burst out, and it was difficult for the gods to save him.

Li Dayong straightened his body, and his vitality gradually extinguished: "Ye Tang did not treat me unfairly. It was me who was negligent more than 20 years ago. I lost a child that shouldn't be lost and stole another child to replace him..." "I'm sorry Ye Tang."
Chapter completed!