You Are My Rare Passion

Yan Wenqing roared, rushed forward and grabbed his wrist, shouting: "Duan Yanbing, you are crazy!"

At this moment, he knew what it means to hurt the children and hurt the parents.

Duan Yanbing's dagger clearly pierced his own shoulder, but he felt as if it had pierced his heart.

He was anxious, angry and distressed, the cold sweat on his body flowed faster than Duan Yanbing, and instantly wet his whole body.

The hand holding Duan Yanbing was trembling, and he roared out every word, "Do you want me to swear to you? I really don't know, I really don't know! If I lie to you, I will be struck by lightning and die. , I will never see your mother again in the next life!"

Duan Yanbing was disappointed.

He pushed Yan Wenqing away, turned and walked out.

"What are you doing?" Yan Wenqing chased after him, grabbed his shoulder and yelled, "Get back to me and treat the wound!"

Duan Yanbing pushed him away forcefully, stared at him coldly and said, "Don't touch me, and don't touch Fifth Brother and Beibei again, otherwise, next time, this is where the dagger will be aimed!"

He raised his blood-stained finger and tapped his heart: "I promised my mother that I would not hate you or hurt you, but I did not promise my mother that I will not let you, Yan Wenqing, cut off your children and grandchildren!"

"You...you..." Yan Wenqing pointed at Duan Yanbing's nose, his face was livid with anger, and his heart twitched in distress, but there was nothing he could do about Duan Yanbing.

Duan Yanbing is his only son.

The only relative.

Duan Yanbing didn't care about his incomparable wealth.

Even Duan Yanbing didn't even care about his own life.

He doesn't care about anything.

If you don't want to be strong.

Even though he has all kinds of tricks and schemes, facing his beloved son who is not afraid of death and has no weaknesses, he can only be cautious and helpless.

He watched Duan Yanbing walk out of the living room covered in blood.

He chased out.

Like a painless machine, Duan Yanbing got into the car with untreated wounds and blood all over his body, and started the car expressionlessly.

The car turned around and sped away.

His legs went limp, his body swayed, his heart throbbed, and he couldn't bear the pain.

too late.

It was too late when he found Ruan Ruan and his son.

When he found his son, his son had been undercover for more than a year.

In order not to make people suspicious, his son pretended to be a scum like those scum, with the blood of countless people on his hands.

Wandering on the edge of hell, although he is a good person disguised as a bad person, he still has a pure land in his heart, but over time, his mentality is different from that of normal people.

He is pessimistic, world-weary, negative, and even inferior.

His Yan Wenqing's son was originally supposed to be the glorious young master Pian Pianjia.

But when he found his son, in order to win the trust of the boss, his son stabbed Ling Chi, who was mistaken for an undercover agent.

When he saw his son, his son was holding a knife in his hand, his eyes were scarlet, and there was blood all over his body.

Under the order of the boss, his son cut the man who was mistaken for an undercover one hundred and eight knives, and the man who was mistaken for an undercover died screaming.

He had seen countless blood and blood, but was still shocked by that scene that day.

Later, if he hadn't been covering for his son, the second person who was stabbed to death by a hundred and eight knives might have been his son.

If an undercover agent is discovered, he will always die the worst.