Chapter 1: The Curse
[The night rain dyes the sky and the water is blue. Some people don't need a gesture to make a splash. 】
In the barren wild artemisia bushes, the man clutched his bleeding chest and begged to let the woman beside her go.
This bald man is nearly 50 years old, and he is the mastermind in the 'gun attack on the police', and he is also the big drug lord of this generation, the black vulture. An stared at him leisurely, and his mind was full of the tragic situation of his classmate Bai Jie when he was dying. What qualifications does this man have to talk to himself about conditions? Moreover, this woman named Mei Makeup, although she is only in her thirties, is the right-hand man of the black vulture, Bai Jie died tragically, how could she get out of the relationship. An leisurely thought hatefully, raised his hand coldly, and aimed at the woman who was looking at him coldly.
"Don't! Please spare her, we are guilty, but the child in her womb is not guilty! ”
The black vulture had countless women in his life, but he had no children, except for Mei Makeup, who conceived a son for him.
Pregnant?
An Youran's eyes only flashed with a touch of contemplation, and said coldly: "When you let your subordinates bully a girl and brutally kill her, did you ever think that she was also someone else's daughter, you two embarrassed bastards, what qualifications do you have to say innocent, what qualifications do you have to give birth to offspring!" ”
"Ah makeup, run, you must give birth to a child!"
The black vulture actually pushed a handful of plum makeup and stumbled towards An leisurely.
Bang!
An Youran shot without hesitation, aimed at Mei Xiang's vest again, and fired two shots in succession.
The woman stared at An Youran with hatred as she fell, and shouted bitterly: "I will curse you with my soul to never leave the body!" Haha You don't have to die well! Ha Lu Ha ......"
Yes!
An jumped up leisurely and broke out in a cold sweat.
It's been more than a month, and as soon as you close your eyes, you will hear the vicious curse of the woman Mei Xiang.
Mad woman!
Although the dream is a little terrifying, Ke An Youran is never superstitious, and after waking up, she naturally doesn't take it seriously, she doesn't feel that she has done too much, too much. I was going to move in a few days, and my parents went to the new house, so An leisurely took advantage of the public holiday and began to organize her clothes. An Youran lives in the army most of the time, and she doesn't have many clothes, but there are two things that are her most valuable. A guqin left by an aunt, the most valuable archaeological souvenir of a grandfather's life, a phoenix blood bracelet. Because the dynasty and the years cannot be verified, he stayed. Although An Youran is twenty-one years old, since she was admitted to the special military academy, she has said goodbye to those jewelry in the past. Now that I think about it, it's still so enjoyable, and I've learned an unfathomable gambling technique.
An leisurely squinted, opened the rusty iron lock, took out the bracelet that was as red as blood, and put it on his wrist.
Scold! It's quite appropriate. It's almost like it's tailor-made. However, An leisurely found that the bracelet could not be taken off at all.
After working hard for a long time, I finally surrendered. I'll just wear it.
An Youran never expected that if it weren't for this phoenix blood bracelet, she would probably be like the curse of plum makeup, and her soul would never be able to get out of her shell.
Three days later, on a rainy night, when An Youran was on the mission of rescuing the hostages, he was blown to pieces for the safety of the hostages, which really fulfilled the sentence 'not to die well'.