The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1622 Presiding over the Funeral
The first thousand and 620 chapters presided over the funeral
"stop!"

Just when the man in the white coat was about to crush Murong Wuxin to death, the door was suddenly knocked open by Murong Yanran and his group.

They rushed into the ward with weapons and pointed at Murong Wuxin.

Murong Yanran also had a shot in her hand.

She came here today to visit Murong Wuxin's situation, and she also wanted an expert to conduct a full body examination on him.

Therefore, Murong Wuxin slept too much in the past two days, and occasionally woke up very sluggish, giving people a feeling of wood.

Although the doctor said that this was a symptom just after the operation and it would take ten and a half months of recuperation to recover, Murong Yanran was always worried.

So she took the time to come over to see the old man today.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she pushed the observation room away, she saw the bodyguards and medical staff fell to the ground, and the monitor was also smashed with a punch.

Murong Yanran became anxious immediately, and kicked open the door of the ward.

As a result, she suddenly saw that the man in the white coat was about to strangle Grandpa to death.

"what are you doing?"

Murong Yanran yelled, and pressed the muzzle of the gun, aiming at the thigh of the man in the white coat.

She didn't shoot the man in the white coat in the head because she was worried that the bullet would pass through and kill grandpa by mistake.

"boom--"

The bullet fired, but missed.

The man in the white coat instantly disappeared from the eyes of Murong Yanran and the others.

Murong Yanran's expression changed drastically, but she didn't retreat, instead she rushed towards her grandfather's bed.

She wants to protect Murong Wuxin.

The rest were looking around for the shadow of the man in the white coat with their weapons in their hands.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the ceiling, and the man in the white coat fell into the Murong elite.

Before Murong's nephew could take up the weapon and shoot, he swished and swished.

With a click, he broke a person's neck with one hand, and with a click, he scratched a person's heart with his claws.

Then he made a backhand move, breaking the third person's cervical spine.

The man in the white coat was indifferent and cruel, with every move and every hand.

He instantly killed more than a dozen Murong bodyguards.

Then, he rushed to the observation room and killed several doctors who were about to run away.

The shot is fierce, vicious and ruthless.

"I won't let you kill my grandpa."

Murong Yanran first shocked all the bodyguards to death, and then roared hysterically.

She slammed the trigger in her hand, and the bullet exploded!

The man in the white coat rolled over on the spot, the same neatly, swiftly and silently.

The bullet missed!

In the next second, the man in the white coat stood up and rushed towards Murong Yanran.

"Pop puff!"

Even though he missed a single blow and the man in the white coat had amazing skills, Murong Yanran still managed to stabilize her mind.

She pulled the trigger continuously at the pounced opponent.

Bullets whizzed and flew.

Dazzling.

It's just that although Murong Yanran fired eight shots calmly, none of them hit the opponent's body.

The man in the white coat completely tore through the incoming bullets with speed.

His eyes were cold and still carried the breath of death.

"flutter!"

Just when the white coat was about to force him past, Murong Yanran fired the last bullet.

The bullets are red and dazzling.

It exploded with a bang as soon as it shot out, and turned into twelve fragments covering the white coat.

The face in the white coat finally moved.

He shot out to the left like a sharp arrow.

"flutter--"

When he moved, a fragment flew across his abdomen.

The clothes were torn apart in an instant, and there was a rush of anxiety, and a smear of blood still flowed down.

A faint old trace of a five-pointed star came into Murong Yanran's eyes.

"As expected of the granddaughter that Murong Wuxin carefully cultivated."

The man in the white coat put his finger to his mouth, feeling the fishy sweetness from the tip of his tongue.

Then he said murderously: "You are one of the few people who can hurt me."

Speaking of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, unconsciously thinking of the young man in Xiangguo.

"Why did you kill my grandfather?"

Murong Yanran yelled with trembling lips, "Why?"

The man in the white coat responded indifferently: "Death is your grandfather's greatest value now."

"Then you go to hell!"

Murong Yanran roared angrily, grabbed another gun and fired.

The bullets poured out again.

"Bang bang bang-"

The man in the white coat did not despise him this time, his eyes turned cold and he flicked away.

Then he appeared like a ghost, standing up and down on the hospital bed.

He grabbed Murong Yanran's wrist holding the gun.

Murong Yanran's eyelids twitched, and she wanted to pull the trigger, but she couldn't use her fingers.

"If it weren't for you, it would still be useful, the old man made Murong the last one today."

The next second, the man in the white coat threw back his hand.

Murong Yanran let out a scream, and slammed into the wall with her gun.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The whole body is sore and weak.

The man in the white coat put his hand on Murong Wuxin's throat again.

Murong Yanran struggled to rush forward: "Don't hurt my grandpa."

"boom!"

The man in the white coat kicked her away: "He, damn it!"

Murong Yanran ignored the pain, desperately yelled at the man in the white coat: "Don't—"

"Crack-"

The man in the white coat didn't have the slightest wave of emotion on his face, and he spat out violently with the strength of his wrist.

With a crisp sound, he mercilessly broke Murong Wuxin's neck.

Murong Wuxin's body trembled, his head tilted, his closed eyes opened for a while, but then the pupils dilated.

The last tycoon in Huaxi passed away.

Murong Yanran spat out another mouthful of blood: "No——"

She tried her best to pick up the gun and shoot.

It's just that she just took up the weapon when she was kicked out by the man in the white coat.

The strength is very different.

"boom--"

Then, the man in the white coat turned around and smashed the window glass with a punch, and disappeared from the window like an ape...

"what--"

Murong Yanran struggled to get up and rushed to the window, shooting wildly at the man in the white coat.

Unable to shoot, Murong Yanran dropped the gun and threw herself on Murong Wuxin:
"Grandpa, grandpa—"

"Come on, call the doctor, call Young Master Ye!"

Murong Yanran grabbed Murong Wuxin's hand, and shouted towards the door with tears streaming down her face.

At this time, the man in the white coat was slowing down, took off his white coat leisurely, and stuffed it into the trash can.

Then he took out a black hat and put it on, and at the same time took out a tuft of whiskers and glued it to his chin.

The appearance and temperament changed instantly.

He left the hospital swiftly, and then got into a black business car.

As he started the car, he touched a button. Soon, the license plate changed and the glass turned gray.

The man in the white coat stepped on the accelerator and left.

The Bluetooth headset is then activated.

A deep voice soon came from his ears:

"Old K, what's the situation? Is Murong Wuxin dead?"

Xiong Tianjun.

"Dead, I crushed my throat, but was hit by Murong Yanran."

While staring at the road ahead, Old K spoke indifferently:
"If it wasn't for her value, I really want to kill her."

He glanced at his aching belly.

"Don't touch her, now is not the time to kill her."

Xiong Tianjun's voice sank: "If she dies, there will be no one to preside over the funeral..."

(End of this chapter)