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Ye Chen decisively tore open the other party's clothing and checked the chest and arm, where he saw the emblem of the Luo Sijue family's guard team. Ye Chen sneered, "So you're a traitor of the Luo Sijue family!"
"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly.
"You don't need to say anything, I sentence you in the name of the clan leader of the Luo Sijue family!" Ye Chen raised his pistol and then pointed it at the man's forehead. Blood and plasma burst out, with white and red fluids flowing from within. Dian Ling covered her mouth and retched, such a scene was indeed too bloody and cruel for a girl. Ye Chen said with a faint smile, "Who told you to come down here!"
"I... If I hadn't come down, could you have dealt with them?" Dian Ling's face turned pale as she looked at Ye Chen indignantly.
"One more or one less of you makes no difference!" Ye Chen looked at Dian Ling irritably and then said, "Hurry up and call the police, then let's get out of here!"
