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    Ex-husband, you dropped your ‘grass’ (ninety-seven)

    Yan Shaokai’s words just rang in the ears of a big man. Before he could react, he felt a cold breath against his skin and felt the sting of the skin being cut.

    Subconsciously covering the blood spurting from his neck, in the big man’s frightened eyes, Yan Shaokai’s figure stood in front of him.

    Covered in darkness, cold and bloodthirsty, with an unpopular aura, and a tall, straight and slender back, this was the man’s last memory of this world.

    In the blink of an eye, another person fell, and the scene fell into deathly silence.

    In the open space, the ground was dyed red with blood, and countless corpses were lying in various directions. Some were looking for and killed, some were killed by Yan Shaokai.

    Everyone was so frightened that they fell to the ground and became incontinent.

    “Fu Kai…Fu…” Yan Shaokai approached a man beside him who was rolling and retreating, his eyes filled with fear, “Where is she?”

    “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…ah!” The man’s eyes begged. When he looked directly at Yan Shaokai’s cold gaze, he suddenly saw a cold light in front of his eyes. The moment his eyes followed the cold light, he immediately covered his neck with his hands. The wet and warm feeling was his last feeling in the world.

    A cloud of blood splashed up, forming a blood mist in the air and in the rain.

    “Ah——!” A woman’s scream suddenly sounded in the open space, causing Yan Shaokai to turn his attention to the group of Xiao Chuhong and Xu Rong who had just ran up the mountain, obviously panting, but were frightened by the scene in front of them.

    Gao Zijie and Wen Haoyuan, who had been following them, were also horrified by the corpses on the ground and the people running away in a hurry.

    Looking between his fingers in disbelief, he saw the bright red blade that had just been washed away by the rain and glowed with cold light and evil aura.

    A cold glance from the corner of her eye made Xu Rong, who screamed in fear, immediately cover her mouth. Although Xiao Chuhong beside her did not scream, her pale face in the rain, her frightened eyes, and her body shaking like chaff all showed her fear and terror.

    In the dark rainstorm, amidst lightning and thunder, Yan Shaokai was like a crazy and excited devil, drinking blood to quench his thirst. From his expressionless expression at the beginning to his increasingly excited laughter, everyone was helpless under his one-sided crushing and killing. He went crazy because of his bloodthirsty drinking blood, and his eyes gradually turned blood red. There was nothing else in his mind except killing, like a crazy demon.

    With only the desire to kill and the thirst for blood, he kills everyone on sight!

    Even Xiao Chuhong, Xu Rong and others began to feel that Yan Shaokai was not feeling right at this time.

    When everyone saw Xu Rong and others again, they all thought of the relationship between Fu Kai and Xiao Chuhong. Like a dawn in the darkness, they saw the opportunity and ran to them to seek shelter.

    Wherever they go, the cold light will be traced back. When the cold light comes towards Xiao Chuhong’s neck, Xiao Chuhong’s pupils shrink, and her hands unconsciously or like survival instinct, push the man who just ran to her side and has always been kind to her into the ‘scythe’ of death!

    The assistant director who was pushed out mercilessly by Xiao Chuhong ended his life under the double blow of shock and disbelief!Xiao Chuhong also looked at Yan Shaokai, who was not far away and looked cold and blood-red.

    It seemed that he was frightened to death by the emotionless bloodlust and weirdness in his eyes, or that he was driven crazy by the piles of corpses around him and the strong smell of blood in the air. Looking at Yan Shaokai like this, Xiao Chuhong suddenly pulled his hair ferociously, and finally collapsed like a madman.He screamed in despair, “No! Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! Yan Shaokai! Yan Shaokai! You are crazy, you are crazy!!!” Under the gaze of such a strange Yan Shaokai, Xiao Chuhong went crazy all the way, stumbling, rolling and crawling towards the stone house not far away.

    Wen Haoyuan also met Yan Shaokai’s eyes. Such cold and inhumane indifference and madness shocked him for the first time. He was stunned and his mind went blank.

    But Xiao Chuhong’s collapse and roar brought him back to his senses, and his brain that could move again made him immediately aware that something was wrong with Fu Kai at this time. Although he didn’t know why, he knew very well that Fu Kai at this time was extremely dangerous.

    It was almost instinctive. When he saw Xiao Chuhong running away like a madman, and when he saw the direction she was running in, Wen Haoyuan shouted, “Follow her! Run away like the stone house! Quick!”

    Xu Rong and Gao Zijie, who were stunned by Yan Shaokai’s anomaly, were suddenly pushed by Wen Haoyuan and came to their senses instantly. While Yan Shaokai was still dealing with the other two people, Xu Rong and others took advantage of the chaos and headed towards the stone house.

    When Gao Zijie pulled Xu Rong and ran towards the stone house, he suddenly saw in front of the stone house, Han Ya, who was gang-raped, humiliated and died with a hideous and strange look. As a child, he stumbled. If Xu Rong hadn’t helped him in time, he might have been weak.

    Xu Rong naturally saw it too. She was no less shocked than Gao Zijie, but more so, she felt an unprecedented sadness.

    In the entire open space, except Xu Rong and others who were still alive, everyone was dead.

    When Yan Shaokai felt the sound of hurried and startled fleeing footsteps behind him, he immediately wanted to turn around, but the moment he turned around, he noticed an extremely dangerous aura suddenly attacking from one side.

    With the same bloodthirsty taste and the same dangerous aura, Yan Shaokai instinctively took action to deal with the enemy.

    In the heavy rain, two figures met each other, like a dragon and a tiger lying in the mountains. The fight between the dragon and the tiger will lead to death!

    The light of the sword flashed in the darkness, as if countless ghosts were circling and flying, and the movement of the man opposite was also extremely strange. He actually dodged and approached Yan Shaokai again and again, and it seemed as if he would destroy himself a thousand times and injure the enemy eight hundred times.

    Xu Rong and others, who had already hid in the stone house and blocked the door tightly, looked at the scene outside tremblingly. When they saw the trembling figures of Yan Shaokai and Yan Shaokai, their mouths opened wide.

    In the dark night, with lightning and thunder, and the heavy rain, Xu Rong and others had no idea who the person fighting with Yan Shaokai was.

    “Is that the person who came to save us? We won’t die, right?” Xu Rong said with lingering fear as she looked at the two people who were equally matched.

    “Who do you think it could be? Who has skills on this island? Who has such ability? Tiger’s den, wolf’s den, it’s too early.” Wen Haoyuan frowned and looked at the two people in the distance.

    Suddenly thinking of something, Wen Haoyuan turned his attention to Xiao Chuhong, who was huddled in the corner, holding his head, obviously frightened, his whole body could not stop shaking, his eyes were deep.

    Yan Shaokai!?Just now, she seemed to have called this name!

    When Zhou Min opened her eyes, the sky was gray and drizzle was falling. She didn’t know how long she had been lying like this, and she couldn’t determine the time. She only knew that the tearing pain all over her body had already improved, and the spiritual energy in her body was overflowing. Apart from being soft and weak, she didn’t feel any discomfort.

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