Chapter 57: Wu Yu 08 (4)
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I shielded my head with my arms and wanted to rush over. Unfortunately, more birds came at me as if they knew what Yan Yuan was thinking. Crowding me, the birds basically formed a net, blocking my way.

There was no chance of me getting to Yan Yuan. The latter grabbed Zhu Zhongling’s head while having a similar expression to what Xu Zifeng had before. It was a smile that felt sad and joyous at the same time. The cold blade sliced across Zhu Zhongling’s neck, and blood started flowing out.

Bang! Out of nowhere, the door was kicked open, accompanied by a single gunshot. Yan Yuan froze while blood left his face. He looked down after a while and fixed his gaze on the gunshot wound in his chest. At the same time, the birds left me and surrounded Yan Yuan.

Covered in blood, I looked up and saw Shen Shiyan’s stern face. He aimed his gun at Yan Yuan as he walked into the living room. Following closely behind him was Tan Jiao.

Tan Jiao ran to my side and asked worriedly, “Are you alright? Are you injured?”

I held her hand and said, “I’m fine. These are just superficial wounds.”

The police rushed in and helped the Zhu family members. Shen Shiyan holstered his gun and quickly placed Yan Yuan in handcuffs before helping him up. “Call the ambulance immediately! He doesn’t look too good!”

Flapping their wings, the flock of birds exited from the window, leaving the room within seconds. However, they did not leave the residence immediately. Instead, they circled above the house while letting out terrifying calls.

All of the policemen stood rooted as they witnessed this eerie scene while Shen Shiyan raised his gaze to the two of us.

Laying there in Shen Shiyan’s arms, Yan Yuan, or more accurately, the real Zhu Shuyun, had a ghostly pale face with his eyes half shut.

Tan Jiao and I walked over to him.

Zhu Shuyun looked at us with his dying gaze, his face looking particularly pale.

Out of nowhere, his eyes widened, and a layer of sweat covered his forehead as if he had seen something extremely horrifying. He pointed his hand at us and said, “You…

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