An Feng has experienced strong winds and waves in her life, and has also endured many hardships, until she finally met Jerry and finally met the right person.

She has experienced several relationships, Jerry has low emotional intelligence, and many interesting things have happened when the two collide together, and there have been some innocuous little misunderstandings.

These small misunderstandings are all eliminated because of the sincere feelings of the two for each other.

An Feng said stop, his face sometimes showed happiness, sometimes nostalgia, and sometimes sadness.

An Mingji and Gu Jin sat beside her, being a quiet listener.

As the other party's voice became smaller and smaller, the abnormal ruddy color on his face gradually disappeared.

They all understood that it was time for An Feng.

Outside the window, in the dark sky, there were a few white glimmers in the east.

In a quiet community, in this city with hidden vitality, most people are still asleep, looking forward to a better day.

Until, the white light in the east gradually became clear, and An Feng's voice stopped.

An Mingji held the other party's hand that was gradually getting cold, and his physical and mental temperature was dropping rapidly.

It wasn't that he hadn't touched a corpse, but for the first time, he found that after a person lost his life, his body was so cold that his heart was trembling.

It was so cold that his body was shivering.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of helplessness, loneliness, abandonment for a long time.

Back then, when his father and grandmother died, although he was heartbroken, sad, and helpless, he did not have such a clear sadness as now.

The loss of loved ones will be the eternal farewell of this life.

All the servants of the Darwinian family who had followed An Feng from Italy had gathered in the hall and stood with great training under the leadership of the butler.

The moment An Feng closed his eyes, the housekeeper took the lead in raising his right hand, placing it on his left shoulder, and bending over at ninety degrees.

"Madame!"

Sorrow mixed with crying sounded.

"Madame—"

"Madame—"

All the servants saluted.

They are not Chinese, and they do not bow down.

An Mingji and Gu Jin sat next to An Feng, and their faces were already full of tears.

An Feng couldn't even hold their hands anymore, and his cold hands were obviously still warm in the first few minutes, but at this moment, they were even colder than ice cubes.

They didn't let go of An Feng's hand.

An Mingji held her hand, bent over and cried silently, except for the other party's body trembling slightly, no one saw how sad and sad the young man was.

When Alan and the others learned of the death of Mrs. Dahl, they led all their men to stand downstairs in rows with their weapons.

The darkness that enveloped the earth in the east had lifted, and a white light appeared on the horizon.

Alan looked at the floor where Madame was and shouted, "Prepare!"

He raised the gun in his hand high and rushed into the air.

The crowd behind them followed suit, raising their weapons in their hands.

"Bang!"

There were no silenced gunshots.

Immediately after that, the sound of intense weapon fire rang out.

"Bang bang bang-"

"Bang bang-"

"Bang bang-"

Bullets keep firing as if they don't need money.

Intense gunfire breaks the pre-dawn silence.

All the residents of the waterfront on the left bank were awakened by the fierce gunfire.

When they opened their hazy eyes, they immediately showed a frightened look, thinking that there was an earthquake and rushed to flee for their lives, but someone had already escaped from the door.

And some people, who clearly heard something wrong, came to the window and swept downstairs.

When I saw a group of people downstairs, whether it was the hair color on the head or the pupil color of the eyes, it was obvious that foreign men were standing together intensively.

(End of chapter)