If it weren't for knowing the true face of this woman, looking at this beautiful face, watching this little woman generally fly over from a distance (although not necessarily far), anxious to see her lover's posture, and seeing the fragility of the wound in her eyes, there might not be a man who could resist and not be soft-hearted, right? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Just answer me. ”

Zhiluo Yuanxiang knew that no matter how much he lowered his posture, his heart would not soften, so the eldest sister's posture suddenly appeared, after all, she was also one of the four horsemen of the "Apocalypse", and she was on a par with Zhao Xie! There was no need to let him interrogate like a little maid all the time.

She said lightly: "Sun Chao threatens me with some old things, I don't like to be threatened, not to mention, he himself is a defector, where is he nobler than me?"

He defected because you relied on him for the bad things you did!

Zhao Xie didn't say this, he knew that this woman wouldn't admit it, so why bother to be like a little girl, and do a senseless verbal dispute with her here.

He said coldly: "Sun Chao is doing things for me now, and he is also doing things for the Apocalypse, how can you explain to me if you killed me?!"

Mrs. Xiang laughed softly, perhaps because of the sourness in her heart, which made this woman show a slightly different madness from usual. She looked directly at Zhao Xie's face and asked, "What do you want to explain?"

Zhao Xie didn't speak, his actions had already spoken for him - he raised his hand like lightning, and a jet-black gun was aimed at Orira Haraka's forehead.

The woman was also stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that Zhao Xie would blatantly take out a gun and point it at a "colleague" in the place of "Apocalypse", even if it was a respectful and special representative of death, it was too arrogant to do so!

She didn't even expect that this man would one day put a gun to her head. Not long ago, he did not hesitate to reveal his position to rescue her because he saw her being threatened!

Not only was Ori Luo Yuanxiang startled, but her bodyguard almost vomited blood in fright! Putting down half a step back, several miniature submachine guns "clicked" chaotically, ready to beat Zhao Xie into a sieve at any time.

But Zhao Xie only needs to pull the trigger, and their master's head is about to bloom, who can be confident that he must be faster than this tough killer? Moreover, Orira Haraka is too close to him.

Madame Xiang is not the kind of woman who only trembles when she encounters danger, and in the midst of heavy heartache, she saw a subtle tremor in Zhao Xie's hand, although his face was calm without a trace of waves.

She suddenly took a step upward, letting the cold barrel of the gun press directly against her delicate skin.

"Do you hate me? Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Xie, a crazy light flashing in her calm.

Zhao Xie didn't move the muzzle of the gun, nor did he change his posture, he just stood straight like that, staring at her coldly, as if she hadn't said anything at all just now, she was just a stone.

Mrs. Xiang pressed step by step: "Are you going to kill me? Is it because I represent your past? Kill me, erase all the things in the past, and you can start again?" and new people!"

As she spoke, her tone was abruptly sharp, and she pointed to the distance, facing Su Yan's position under the cover of the bodyguards.

This woman's momentum was really fierce, and even Su Yan trembled with her movements in the distance.

The corners of Zhao Xie's lips stiffened into a line, and after a moment, he said coldly: "You framed me first, and the person who killed me was ...... later."

What a weak word.

Orira Haraka suddenly snorted: "Then you can shoot, shoot quickly." Anyway, you've seen me die once, and I'd rather be you than die at someone else's hands!"

This sentence blew up in Zhao Xie's heart!

In his mind, the picture of five years ago suddenly reflected. Shen Jingyi, who was dying, was oozing blood from his mouth and nose, rolling and struggling in his arms, enduring the pain of heart spasms to paralysis, and died extremely miserable!

Even if today he already knew that it was not Shen Jingyi who died in his arms, but an innocent stand-in, the real Miss Zhiluo, but that kind of heart-piercing feeling, no one can forget it after experiencing it once!

What's more, if he goes down with this shot today, it will really be Shen Jingyi who will die!

Mrs. Xiang had already seen through all the collapse and suffering in his heart, she had a cruel and crazy smile, but her tone suddenly became extremely soft: "Zhao Xie, look at me, look at who I am! I have returned to you! You don't need anyone else, you don't need anything......"

On the other end of the headset, Su Yan's heart was like being pulled bloody by a blunt knife! Suddenly it occurred to me that when Shen Jingyi was in the military academy before, the few courses he took seemed to be related to psychology.

This woman has always known what she wants, she has not been confused for a while, nor has she missed or stumbled, until now, she must hold everything she wants firmly in her hands!

Finally, Zhao Xie squeezed out a trace of voice with difficulty: "Don't mention it to me...... You have nothing to do with the past!"

The situation at the scene has undergone a subtle reversal, although Zhao Xie is the one holding the gun, but anyone can hear that this man's emotions have fallen into the trap of Orira Haraka and are on the verge of collapse. Su Yan's heart tightened.

Orira Haraka seemed to sigh softly, and then, she made a bold move—she stretched out a delicate and delicate hand, grasped the muzzle of Zhao Xie's gun, guided it, and slowly pointed at the towering and soft breasts.

"Then you shoot, and it's all over......" Her voice was like a devil's whisper, fanning the dark tide in the listener's heart.

"Zhao Xie, come back to me......" She finally said the sentence that Su Yan was most afraid of, like a lightning strike, so that Su Yan's blood froze in place, obviously facing the communicator, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

"You are destined to come back to me, you see, we have everything now, and we will live well and happily. ”

"That's what you want, not me. Zhao Xie's suppressed voice came from the earphones: "...... We were originally in Longguo, and we could have lived well. ”

"I don't want to!" said Ori Haraka loudly, "I don't want to live like that! My dad doesn't know anything but write two sour poems." In order not to have to pay tuition, I can only go to military school, I can only endure hardships and work hard! If someone in my family is sick, we can't afford to cure it at all, and I have to work for decades in a better house on the side of the Furong River, and I may not be able to save enough money! I can't live like that, let alone let my children live like that!"