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Chapter 1993: Let My Husband Fight Until He's Satisfied

    

Damn, what are you doing"On the phone, someone said, “The entire helicopter was blown to pieces. Mr. Ye and our two people are dead.”"Damn it, find out who did this immediately! I need that person cau..."Haha, it's so good, really good! It's been ages since I felt this good!"

Li Dao ran kicked Di Long flying with one kick, ecstatic. He grabbed a bottle of wine and drank it all in one go.

For so many years, he's had all this cultivation but hasn't dared to use it, which has truly made this old man feel stifled.

The last time they rescued Ye Bufan, he only dared to sneak attack Di Rong lightly, and didn't even use one percent of his strength.

Now, a powerful kick sent Dillion flying. He felt the strength of a peak-stage fusion warrior surging through him, every pore on his body radiating contentment.

Dillon was kicked quite hard, flying backwards dozens of meters before crashing into seven or eight small trees. He barely managed to stabilize himself, but then spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was severely injured, and his wounds were no less severe than those of Di Hu.

He was staring at Li Dao with a look of terror on his face: "You... You actually recovered your cultivation"

Li Dao-ran was poisoned and became a cripple, which was common knowledge. So when he made his move just now, he didn't pay any attention to the old man beside him at all, but he ended up suffering a heavy loss.

If he had known beforehand that the other party had recovered to the later stages of their merged cultivation, he wouldn't have dared to sneak attack Ye Bufan.

"How about it Isn't that a surprise"

Li Dao-ran burst into another fit of unrestrained laughter. "I bet you didn't expect this, did you The Dean has lifted the poison from me and restored my cultivation."

"This..."

The Di family was stunned for a moment, then they realized who he was talking about.way, a man under someone's roof has to bow his head. For the sake of getting Ye Bufan out as soon as possible, George can only lower his posture.Mr. Orlando, as I've said before, this was an accident....