The spacious hall is full of people. If you look carefully, you can see the situation of the crowd. It is a group of men in black clothes and armed with guns surrounding a man who is holding a girl hostage. There are more men than women standing next to them.

Beautiful man.

In the outer ring of the crowd, stood two teenagers and a girl holding an old man with gray hair and a childlike face. Everyone had the same solemn expression on their faces. The chilly atmosphere drove the warmth of the room to a remote corner.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it?" The hand holding the gun began to exert force again, and Long Jingyou began to hold me and slowly push me toward Helan Lingyu and the others not far away.

Even with the guns in his hands, he still didn't dare to relax at all. The people in black were forced to retreat step by step. Seeing that the situation was not good, An Lingkui took a few steps forward and stabilized the black people who were starting to become a little flustered.

Clothes man.

"I'm sorry, but you're wrong about one thing. She has nothing to do with Yu at all. I think we don't need to think about an unrelated person, right?" When it came to the last two words,

, An Lingkui patted Helan Lingyu's left shoulder calmly. Helan Lingyu, who had been lowering his head, immediately raised his face as if he was electrocuted. I noticed the trace of his deep eyes that I couldn't read.

The light shone, but quickly faded away.

"Whatever you want..." These two words are raw and cold without any warmth.

Looking at Helan Lingyu who lowered his head again and looked indifferent, my heart began to sink little by little. An inexplicable feeling surged like a tide, mercilessly drowning me who had nowhere to hide.

Xia Zhiyan, what are you still doing? Are you ready to die? You and Helan Lingyu already dislike each other. He would be merciful if he didn't kill you first. Why are you so frustrated?

"Shoot!" I heard An Lingkui's cold commanding voice. Almost at the same time, all the men in black raised their muzzles again. I could see clearly that all the muzzles were full of

Point to Long Jingyou, point to me.

I felt the muzzle of the gun against my temple trembling slightly, and the corners of my lips inadvertently evoked a touch of ridicule. Tremble, Long Jingyou, it turns out you are nothing more than that, defeated by Helan Lingyu, I won't

I feel sorry for you. Come on! Shoot! Give me a good time!

"Pop!" The gunshot rang out, and the deafening sound of the trigger pulled blanks in my mind. I heard a dull groan, was it mine? Why didn't I feel any pain?

Is this what a person's state of mind is like before death? There is no pain, no panic, nothing, except the endless, almost despairing blankness...

The pressure from my temples had long since disappeared. I lost my center of gravity and fell to the ground like a kite with its strings broken. I looked at the huge blood lotus flower gradually blooming on the brown floor, but I couldn't feel the pleasure of being relieved from death.

"Seven!!!" Long Jingyou's shrill scream brought me back to reality. I still didn't have any extra strength in my body. I could only lie on the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture, staring blankly at the person lying in a pool of blood.

And Long Jingyou, who was almost crazy beside him.

What's wrong? Why is the person lying in a pool of blood, clutching his chest and looking as pale as paper, seven? Am I not dead? How could it be... Why am I not dead?? I clearly heard the gunshot, and I clearly felt it

Death is right around you...

"Helan Lingyu! How dare you touch my seven, you little son of a bitch! I will fight with you!!" With a roar, and with the bursts of messy gunshots, Long Jingyou also fell into a pool of blood, and fell next to seven.

, a pair of blood-red eyes were still open, seeming to show his unwillingness to the world.

My eyes began to blur, and I took one last look at Helan Lingyu. There was still no unnecessary expression on his stern face, but a pair of bright black eyes flashed with frightening murderous intent, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed directly at the dragon in the pool of blood.

Jingyou.
Chapter completed!