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The moonlight was covered by the clouds and the lights could not light up this dark alley. The smell of blood made the place feel like hell and it was extremely scary. An Xunuo walked toward him in a lost manner and the glass bottle suddenly stabbed toward him. Ye Ningyuan avoided it and held her hand and hugged her.

"Baby, it's daddy. Don't be scared. Be good." His gentle voice was like clean water to cleanse the blankness in her. Ye Ningyuan could smell the blood and his eyes darkened. Luckily, these people were either seriously injured or dead. If not, he would not let them off.

His whole body was filled with evil tendencies and looked like he was about to kill someone. The veins on his forehead were throbbing. An Xunuo seemed to be scared and trembled in his arms like a shocked little bird. He felt like a knife had cut through his chest.