You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 1220: Always be the worst person to die

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

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

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

He was anxious, angry and distressed. The cold sweat on his body was flowing faster than Duan Yanbing's, and his whole body was instantly wet.

He held Duan Yanbing's hand trembling, and every word was roaring, "Do you want me to swear to you? I really don't know, I really don't know! If I lie to you, let me be struck by lightning. You can't die, and you'll never see your mother again in the next life!"

Duan Yanbing is disappointed.

He pushed Yan Wenqing away, turned and walked out.

"What are you doing?" Yan Wenqing chased after him, grabbed his shoulder and yelled, "Go back and deal with the wound!"

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

He raised his blood-stained fingers and clicked on the place of his heart: "I promised my mother that I would not hate you or hurt you, but I did not promise my mother that Yan Wenqing would not let you die!"

"You...you..." Yan Wenqing pointed at Duan Yanbing's nose, his face was ashen with anger, and his heart twitched with distress, but he had nothing to do with Duan Yanbing.

Duan Yanbing is his only son.

The only relative.

Duan Yanbing doesn't care about his wealth.

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

He doesn't care.

If you have no desires, you will be strong.

Even if he has all kinds of tactics and all kinds of strategies, facing his beloved son who is not afraid of death and has no weaknesses, he can only cast his arms and do nothing.

He watched Duan Yanbing walk out of the living room with blood dripping all over his body.

He chases out.

Duan Yanbing was like a painless machine. He got into the car with untreated wounds and blood all over his body, and started the car with a blank expression.

The car turns around and leaves.

His legs went weak, his body swayed, his heart cramped, and the pain was unbearable.

Too late.

By the time he found Ruan Ruan and his son, it was too late.

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

In order to avoid suspicion, his son disguised himself as a scum like those scumbags, 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 no longer the same as that of a normal person.

He is pessimistic, misanthropic, negative, and even inferior.

His Yan Wenqing's son was originally supposed to be a beautiful and glorious son.

But when he found his son, in order to gain the trust of the boss, his son took a knife to Ling Chi, a person who was mistaken for an undercover.

When he saw his son, he was holding a knife, his eyes were scarlet, and his body was covered in blood.

At the order of the boss, his son cut the man who was mistaken for an undercover 108 knives, and the man who was mistaken for an undercover wailed and died.

He had seen countless blood and was still shocked by what happened that day.

Later, if it wasn't for him covering for his son, the second person to be killed by 108 knives might be his son.

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