Yan Qing'an looked at Yan Huai'an, who was slumped on the ground, and Yan Jianwei, who was standing to the side with his head down, and angrily shouted, "They're all useless! They can't even handle things that are offered up! Someone come here!"
As soon as Yan Qing'an finished speaking, more than twenty bodyguards rushed in from outside the living room and stood in front of Yan Qing'an to receive his orders.
"Take him down, dead or alive!" Yan Qing'an leaned on his cane, his eyes fixed on Yan Ziyan with unwavering determination.
Yan Ziyan stood up, stretched his limbs, picked up the ashtray on the table, and struck a pose.
"Third Grandfather, I believe the Yan family has treated your third branch quite well these past few years, but I never expected you to try to kill our second branch. In that case, I will show no mercy!"
After Yan Ziyan finished speaking, the ashtray in his hand drew an arc in the air and smashed hard into the head of the first bodyguard with a sharp momentum.
With a muffled thud, the bodyguard's head was smashed open, blood gushing from his wounds. He screamed and collapsed to the ground.
Yan Ziyan didn't hesitate for a moment, his figure flashing as he dodged the attacks of the other bodyguards. His movements were as natural as flowing water, each strike precise and ruthless.
Yan Ziyan moved freely through the crowd, his ashtrays falling like raindrops, knocking down bodyguards one after another.
Moments later, the living room was filled with injured bodyguards, groaning on the floor, unable to stand. Yan Ziyan stood amidst the mess, his breathing unchanged, but his eyes remained sharp as knives.
Yan Qing'an was secretly astonished by what he saw. He hadn't expected Yan Ziyan to be so skilled, taking down so many bodyguards in such a short time.
However, he remained calm, knowing that the battle was not over yet.
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