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Chapter 1780 What happened?(2/2)

"call!"

Facing the charging crowd, the dull old man jumped up and punched out.

There was nothing fierce or domineering about it, but when he punched the person at the front, it had a frightening effect.

"boom!"

The guest at the front was suddenly blown away by the dull old man, hitting his companions behind him like a cannonball.

"Ouch, ouch!"

The four guests at the back were knocked over by their companions. They struggled desperately but could not get up again.

Although everyone was surprised by the fighting power displayed by the dull old man, the matter of life and death also aroused bloody passion.

The nearly 100 guests roared and charged with all their might.

"kill!"

Murderous aura filled the air instantly.

Nearly a hundred people, wine bottles, tables, knives, chairs, and eighteen kinds of weapons appeared one after another.

The dull old man was unmoved, his expression was cruel, his steps were still erratic, and his agility was unbelievable.

He punched one and kicked each other, specifically greeting the guests' joints.

A series of clicks were heard, and groups of guests screamed and fell to the ground.

Nearly a hundred people were all thrown to the ground by him in less than five minutes.

Each one of them had either a broken hand or a broken foot, and completely lost the ability to fight.

"Woo——"

But before Duan Murong could be happy, another piercing siren sounded outside the door.

A large number of agents stormed into the Royal Hotel with loaded guns and ammunition.

A detective wearing a beret showed up with a murderous look: "What is going on here?"

"She killed people and silenced them!"

Li Changjun and all the guests pointed at Duan Murong and complained.
Chapter completed!
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