In times of crisis, people's hearts are seen.

Because of the pain, Qiao Jun's face twitched involuntarily, but he still endured holding a gun in one hand and covering his abdomen with the other, and slowly straightened up again.

Although the gun was still in his hand now, he did not have the courage to shoot at the other party again.

Even if the other party is in front of him at the moment, it is only a stone's throw away from him.

At this distance, it seems that it is easy to kill the opponent, but after so many years of wandering the rivers and lakes, he understands very well the truth that in close combat, the effect of thermal weapons will be greatly weakened.

Moreover, he is still facing a master beyond imagination.

If he shoots again, and misses it, there is no doubt that he will die next.

There is absolutely no way that the other party will give him a second chance.

When he was young, when he first stepped into the rivers and lakes, he may not be afraid to fight with others, but now, although he is climbing higher and higher, his courage is getting smaller and smaller.

The richer and more powerful a person is, the more afraid he is of death.

It's an ironclad law.

"You speak...... Count?"

He stared at Ang Lee and hissed.

The pain in his abdomen came one after another, and he hadn't experienced this feeling of internal organs as if they were displaced.

"You can only trust me, don't you. ”

Li Ang responded flatly.

Qiao Jun's pupils contracted, then he gritted his teeth, and his gaze gradually moved to Du Qiumin's face.

Du Qiumin seemed to realize something, his face was pale,

"Qiao Jun, you can't do this, I'm Xuan's woman, if you dare to touch me, Xuan will definitely not let you go!"

Her vigorous drinking did not alert Qiao Jun, who was still staring at her face, and gradually became gloomy and indifferent.

Du Qiumin's heart was frightened, he felt the coming of the dangerous aura, he couldn't control the fear in his heart anymore, and turned around and ran.

But how does she go about competing with the speed of a bullet?

At the juncture of either you die or I die, Qiao Jun finally chose himself, ignoring that the other party was a woman who was the eldest brother, his arm was suddenly raised, aimed at Du Qiumin's panicked back, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

One shot.

Two shots.

Three shots.

As if going crazy, cold bullets poured down on Du Qiumin's body like a torrential rain.

With the incessant sound of gunfire, Du Qiumin's whole body trembled one after another, and blood flowers bloomed from her back, dazzling.

"Bang ......"

It was like slow motion, and finally after running six or seven steps, Du Qiumin still couldn't escape after all, and fell to the ground.

Scarlet blood began to flow from her.

Dying in his own mansion can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

"Good. ”

After witnessing the cannibalism, Li An nodded lightly and reached out to take the gun in Qiao Jun's hand.

Qiao Jun did not resist.

"I've done what you asked......"

Before he finished his prayers, he already felt a cold feeling in his head.

When you look closely, it is a black muzzle.

"You're ......!"

His pupils contracted, and his face changed suddenly.

"One shot for another, two clear. ”

In response to him, it was still the calm words, and before Qiao Jun could speak again, a deafening gunshot almost sounded close to his ears.

That was the last voice he heard in his life.

All his expressions froze suddenly, and Qiao Jun, whose head was blasted out of a bloody hole, fell back to the ground in a dejected manner, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat himself.

Li An, who didn't seem to know what a promise was, glanced at him indifferently, and then threw the pistol that had been emptied on the ground. Head downstairs.

……

Along the Pujiang River.

The place where Luo Hao's corpse fell.

Ang Lee twisted two bottles of beer, stepped over the weeds to his calves, and came to the river.

There is no wind tonight, the river is calm, the moonlight is reflected, and the scenery is pleasant.

It's hard to imagine that a day ago, someone was murdered here.

Li An opened all the two cans of beer, slowly squatted down, faced the river, and said softly: "Brother Luo, I came to see you." ”

He picked up a can of beer and slowly poured it into the river.

That time at the door of the tavern, perhaps no one imagined that it would be the last time the two would meet in their lives.

The world is so impermanent, no one can predict whether a seemingly ordinary separation will be an eternal farewell.

Watching the wine melt into the river, Li An slowly spoke.

"You said that you came to the East China Sea to fight for great wealth, but how can you fight so well if you are rich. As the old saying goes, wealth and danger are sought, there is no free lunch in the world, what you want to get, you have to pay something. If you know that this will be the case, I think you will think that there is nothing wrong with being ordinary. ”

No one responded.

Only the sound of the water echoed him.

Ang Lee stopped pouring the wine, put the jar down, half-squatted on the ground, picked up another jar and drank it himself.

There is no doubt that the reason why Luo Hao got today's fate is that the corpse of Pujiang, Liu Ting and Du Qiumin, who died not long ago, are to blame.

However, Luo Hao himself is not without responsibility.

Because he wanted to get ahead too much, he gradually lost himself, so he was used by Du Qiumin, which led to his tragic death in Pujiang, ending his life prematurely at the best age of a man.

Pathetic, and pathetic.

Luo Hao's life is actually the epitome of many people, how many people are like him, gritting their teeth and desperately trying to climb up, but in the end, they fell halfway and died nameless?

"Brother Luo, in the past, in Jinling, you always said that you envied me, but why don't I envy you? At least, you could have chosen your own life, but I can't. ”

Li An laughed at himself, drank wine, and at night, like a nerve, he talked to himself to the river.

"Brother Luo, the people who killed you have all received the punishment they deserve, and you can look at it. In the next life, I hope you will have a good birth and be a good person. ”

After coming to the East China Sea and meeting Du Qiumin, the wealth he quickly gained has begun to eat away at Luo Hao's mind, but Luo Hao's feelings for him have never changed, and he is blameless for him these days.

That's why he chose to avenge it.

After drinking his can of beer in one gulp, Ang Lee then poured all the can of wine on the ground into the river.

Then, he slowly straightened up.

"Brother Luo, it's a pleasure to meet such a friend as you, I hope that when we meet in the next life, we can still drink and talk. ”

A gust of wind blew, and the surface of the river wrinkled, and the weeds on the bank of the river undulated, like people nodding.

Li An smiled lightly, and before turning to leave, he said one last word, as if admonishing.

"By the way, Brother Luo, if you really have a chance to meet in the next life, don't call me by the wrong name, my name is not Ang Lee, my name is ......"

"Li Futu. ”

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