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Chapter 1270 1290: What is the purpose (5)

Looking sideways at Anthony on the sofa, he shouted, "Go, go! Go! He belongs to Han Yichen, he..."

"Hahaha..." Anthony laughed loudly, staring at the two with contempt, "Go? In my territory, can I still go? Dreaming!"

Xia Tong's body was stiff, his mind was in a daze, and he said with a trembling voice, "Han Yichen, is he from Han Yichen?!"

how come?She is totally confused!

"Hurry up!" Xia Zehao yelled, his body began to struggle desperately, and the chair "creaked" and shook with his movements, almost falling apart. It can be seen how many times Xia Zehao struggled like this.

Xia Tong was indifferent, she stood up, walked towards the sofa step by step, and then stopped in front of Anthony.

The woman's eyes were bright, and she didn't show the slightest fear at this moment. She suppressed her voice and asked, "Are you really from Han Yichen?"

"I'm not his..." Anthony sneered, but his eyes showed admiration. He stood up, clasped her waist with his long arms, pressed her to his chest, and squeezed her chin with his big palm, " But if you killed Xingchen, you must pay the price!"

"Xingchen? Han Xingchen?" Xia Tong's eyes widened, he turned his head desperately, trying to break free from his grip, "Anthony, what's your relationship with Han Xingchen!?"

If it didn't matter, why did he work so hard to avenge Han Xingchen?Revenge, he is here for revenge! ?
"You don't care what I have to do with her!" The man squeezed her big hand violently, almost crushing her jaw.

Xia Tong was so painful that tears almost came out. She didn't snort, but glared at him angrily, and then burst out laughing, "Anthony, you want to seek revenge from me? Hehe, but do you really know who she is?"

She guessed that he definitely didn't know Han Xingchen's real identity, otherwise he wouldn't hold such a grudge, because she didn't believe that Anthony would seek revenge for a woman he didn't know at all!

Anthony remained silent, and exerted a little more force on his palm: "What do you want to say?"

The man squinted his eyes, and there was a dangerous message in his eyes. The tall nose bridge unique to Europeans and Americans almost touched hers, and the suppressed anger sprayed on Xia Tong's face through heavy breathing.

"Heh...hehe..." Xia Tong sneered a few times without saying a word. From the man's puzzled eyes, he was sure that he really didn't know Han Xingchen's real identity.

"Speak!" Anthony obviously lost his patience, and the hand clasped around her waist was so hard that it almost strangled her slender waist.

Xia Tong stared at him with a pained expression, but she still didn't say a word, but said coldly, "...Han Xingchen, she is no longer the Han Xingchen she used to be, her name is Ye Nancy, the adopted daughter of the Ye family, It was Han Yichen who rescued her and had her face done, just because she didn't want old lady Han to be sad! Did you make it clear enough!?"

"Say it again?!" Anthony paused, his voice squeezed through his teeth.

"It's the same again and again. The Han Xingchen you saw is no longer the original Miss Han family. The real Han Xingchen was assassinated and shot to death long ago!"

Anthony's complexion changed drastically, turning blue and white, he suddenly let go of Xia Tong, his tall body stepped back a few steps, his expression was cloudy and uncertain.

Han Yichen didn't tell him the truth, but this woman was lying! ?
"I don't believe it!" He stepped forward and pulled Xia Tong to him again, this time with greater force.

(End of this chapter)