"Bang!"

Deafening gunfire, echoing in the baroque hall.

The voice instantly tore through the inky black night.

"Ah......h

With Mu Fan's scream, the cold bullet instantly flew towards the gorgeous European-style chandelier......

At the moment of "......", the chandelier was torn apart, and the crystal slag fell to the ground like raindrops.

The crystal lamp went out suddenly, leaving only the other small lamps, emitting a faint light......

The world is no longer as bright as it was just now.

Sun Xiaoran gasped, looked at Qiao Weiwei beside her, and didn't dare to speak.

Qiao Weiwei's hand tapping her thigh suddenly stopped, and her hands tightened/clenched/clenched/into fists.

Liang Bo didn't kill Mu Fan, this was something Qiao Weiwei expected.

She snorted, but didn't speak.

She wanted to see what Liang Bo was going to do next!

Qiao Weiwei's chin was raised slightly, and she squinted at Liang Bo and Mu Fan in the confrontation in front of her, steady as Mount Tai, noble and cold.

"Xiao Liangzi, in the end, you are still reluctant to let me ......" Mu Fan smiled, with a little smugness in that smile, and a trace of strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

He could be cruel to anyone, but she knew that he could never really be cruel to her.

He can forget her as a person, but he can't forget the beautiful and vivid memories she left him.

He couldn't really be willing to shoot her.

Liang Bo glanced at Mu Fan coldly, continued to pinch her neck, and waved his hand at the bodyguard outside the door.

The bodyguards immediately rushed in, stood in a row in front of Liang Bo and Mu Fan, bowed their heads respectfully, and said in unison: "Master Bo!" ”

"Send her to/me to the police/procuratorate/bureau, and hand over all the evidence of her crimes to the police, so that they can handle it according to the law!" Cool and cold commanded.

"Ryoko Ko...... Are you going to bring me to justice? Let me squat/jail/jail? Mu Fan frowned, looking at Liang Bo, tears glistening.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished by the law!" Cool and cold/hum.

The two bodyguards stepped forward quickly and put on handcuffs and leg cuffs for Mu Fan.

Liang Bo closed his eyes, and after handing over Mu Fan to the bodyguards, he turned around directly, walked in front of Qiao Weiwei, and sat down.

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly, looking at Mu Fan, who was quickly lifted out by the bodyguards, the color in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

"I knew that you wouldn't really want her life, hehe, legal sanctions, Master Bo, you are so law-abiding, do your parents know?" Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly and quickly entered the elevator.

"Master Bo, since it's okay, then I'll leave first." Sun Xiaoran got up, looked at Liang Bo, and said.

Time has passed, and she looks at Liang Bo like this again, and there are no more waves in her heart, and her heart will never beat because of this man again.

Liang Bo waved his hand at her, and then quickly entered the elevator.

Looking at the place where he once lived, Sun Xiaoran tidied up the clothes on his body/on/, and then walked out quickly.

At the gate of the Garden of Dreams, Zeus stood with a cigarette in his hand, leaning on the car, and the bright street lamp plated his silver hair with a layer of orange aperture.

"Done?" Zeus took a puff of cigarette and looked at the door, Mu Fan, who was being forced into the car by the security guard, asked.

"I thought that Bo Ye would kill her, but in the end, he didn't ......" Sun Xiaoran smiled bitterly.

"Do you want her dead?" Zeus asked, a pair of eyes full of evil, carefully examining Sun Xiaoran's face.

Sun Xiaoran nodded, stroked his refreshing short hair, and said with a smile: "Hopefully, people like her are very damned." Actually, I'm damned too. ”

Zeus glanced at Sun Xiaoran meaningfully, and then opened the car door for her: "Since the dust has settled, then I will send you back to the side of the night tomorrow." ”

Sun Xiaoran sat in the co-pilot seat, looked at Zeus, and said, "What about you?" ”

"Continue to be a hermit." Zeus sneered, then closed the door and got into the car from the other side......

Garden of Dreams, bedroom.

In the bedroom, Qiao Weiwei stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her hands painted with bright red nail polish, clutching the railing.

She knew that there had been many unforgettable memories between Liang Bo and Mu Fan.

She also knew that it was human nature that Liang Bo was reluctant to kill Mu Fan.

However, she just felt uncomfortable in her heart.

The reason for the discomfort is because Liang Bo cares about Mu Fan in his heart.

Perhaps, she is really an extreme perfectionist......

She doesn't like that there are any flaws in her love.

Turning around, Qiao Weiwei picked up the mini remote control on Chuang's head table, and pressed it towards the secret door of the gun room on the wall......

The secret door slowly opened, and a light orange light was cast from inside the door.

Putting down the remote control, Qiao Weiwei quickly entered the gun room......

Putting on ear guards and an eye patch, she quickly pulled a delicate silver/pistol from the wall......

With the muzzle aimed at the red bull's-eye, she frowned and pulled the trigger one by one.

Liang Bo stood quietly at the door, looking at her, leaning against the door, his eyes were deep.

The pale orange gaze reflected on his god-given facial features, covering that face with a layer of incomprehensible complexity.

The gunfire stopped abruptly.

Qiao Weiwei gasped, turned around, looked at Liang Bo, and pointed the gun at him.

Liang Bo was indifferent, still maintaining his original posture, and his eyes were calm.

Looking at the cool and calm appearance, Qiao Weiwei frowned, and the corners of her mouth gently raised a touch of indifference and hunger......

"Bang......" she pulled the trigger quickly......

With a loud/loud/thud, the cold bullet passed by the cold neck, and the deep/deep/embedded/into the wooden door frame......

It was just a little before the bullet pierced the great artery in his neck.

Liang Bo still looks as steady as Mount Tai, like an emperor who reigns over the world, with a calm and indifferent body.

"Don't you be afraid, I'll kill you?"

"Are you willing?" Liang Bo straightened up and walked in front of her step by step.

The slender fingers were light/oh/stop/her right hand holding the gun, and with a little force, the gun in her hand instantly fell / fell in his palm......

"Heh......" Qiao Weiwei sneered, and quickly/twitched/retracted her hand.

In her heart, she still held her breath.

Liang Bo looked down at her, his eyes dark// deep.

In this world, Qiao Weiwei is the only woman who dares to talk to him like this.

He stretched out his long arms domineeringly and took her into his arms.

She struggled, but he pushed harder and harder, not allowing her to move a single bit.

She felt as if she was about to suffocate in his arms in the next second.

"Let go of me!" Qiao Weiwei said coldly.

It's cold, but it still looks like it's thunderous.

"Let Me Go !!" Qiao Weiwei spoke again, stood on tiptoe, teeth, and bit down on his neck.

The smell of blood spread in her mouth, and she bit harder and harder......

He frowned, screamed in pain, slowly let go of her, clasped his hands on her shoulders, looked at her, and said, "Still angry that I can't do it?" ”

"Yes!" Qiao Weiwei was blunt.

The tip of her tongue / lick / net / lips / the blood belonging to him, she swallowed the bloody liquid / down alive.

I don't know why, she just feels inexplicably wronged.

What she cares about is not whether he kills the woman or not, but the bottom of his heart, he cares about the only trace of that woman that others can't shake......

She knew that she was a little vexatious, but she just couldn't control herself.

When a person cares too much about a person, her performance is often a little extreme, as if she is ......

"I apologize." His tone softened, holding her face and moving his lips.

"Hehe......" Qiao Weiwei sneered, pushed him away, and walked directly into the bathroom.

Locking the door, she walked briskly to the bathtub.

Looking at the oil painting he painted for her in front of the bathtub, her eyes gradually became complicated.

Looking at herself in the painting, dressed in pink veil and standing in a golden wire cage, she shook her head, and then put a bathtub of warm water.

Stripped off her body/up/shirt, she slowly submerged herself into the golden/giant/large bathtub.

With one hand, grasping the wall of the bathtub, she slowly closed her eyes.

After taking a shower and calming down for a while, she draped herself in a bath towel and returned to her bedroom again. In the bedroom, there was a heavy smell of smoke.

The air seems to have condensed into lumps.

Looking at him standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Qiao Weiwei walked quickly to his side......

"You must think I'm weird, you've already sent her to jail, and I'm not going to let go, not only shooting at you, but also biting you......" Qiao Weiwei smiled, took the cigarette in his hand, and took a puff.

Liang Bo shook his head, through the thin smoke, turned his face sideways, looked at her, and shook his head.

He knew everything she was thinking.

"Perhaps, I really care too much about this feeling. I feel like I'm about to lose myself, and I feel like I'm not who I am anymore. Qiao Weiwei was helpless and took another puff of cigarette.

"Woman, I'm sorry, the two of us in the future, well, huh?" Liang Bo gently stroked her face and said.

Qiao Weiwei nodded.

He hugged her from/behind/tightly/tightly/tightly/withheld......

Between the two men, there was silence......

Following.

Cafe.

Sunlight shines through floor-to-ceiling windows and streams into all corners of the café.

At the time of the transition between early morning and noon, there was no one in the café.

In the window position, Qiao Weiwei and Sun Xiaoran, who was covered by the black super, sat face to face, each with a different expression on their faces.

Qiao Weiwei stared at Sun Xiaoran coldly, stirred the coffee in the cup, and said, "Your and my common enemy has fallen, what else is there to do if you look for me today?" ”

Sun Xiaoran smiled, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing else, it's just that I want to say goodbye to you when I go back to the UK in the afternoon." Say goodbye. ”

"Let's say goodbye. I don't want to say goodbye to you. Even if, you gave me evidence and helped me solve Mu Fan...... My hatred for you still exists in my heart. Qiao Weiwei put down the coffee spoon, and then, raising her eyes, looked at Sun Xiaoran's face.

Under the black super, Sun Xiaoran's eyes darkened.

Sun Xiaoran got up, picked up the Chanel Lingge bag on the back of the chair, and then said, "I'm leaving, I wish you and Liangbo eternal happiness." ”

Qiao Weiwei got up, smiled coldly, and said, "Thank you......"

Sun Xiaoran smiled, turned around, and walked quickly out the door.

At the door, Sun Xiaoran paused, turned his head, and once again fell his gaze on Qiao Weiwei's face......