Seeing its languishing appearance, An Yang hooked his lips and smiled: [Chen Zhaoheng's grievances with Charlide, I can only guess approximately. But apparently now he realizes that there is no possibility for me to be with him, so he wants to fulfill Charried. 】

[Anyang: Hehe, let me wake up immediately after a while. How the relationship ends is not up to him alone. 】

No one would have thought that in the tense atmosphere of drawing swords, Chen Zhaoheng and Charried would fight in front of everyone.

Chen Zhaoheng's coat had already been thrown on the ground, and under the scattered long hair, his half-hidden eyes stared at the chill of death.

With the sound of his fists hitting the flesh, Charlid clenched his arms and rolled over and twisted, and the movement of his feet kicked the opponent violently.

Chen Zhaoheng raised his legs to dodge, and the movements under his feet were different, which could suppress Charlide's movements.

"It seems that you haven't grown up over the years."

"No more nonsense!" Charlid's whole body and mind sank to the person in front of him, thinking of all the groveling in the past, as well as Anyang's current situation, he burst out with an angry roar, waving his fists with a thousand momentum, bound to give Chen Zhaoheng a good look.

The bodyguard in the car looked nervously at the comings and goings of the two people, turned his head and saw Anyang, who was still silent, but still gritted his teeth and got out of the car.

Even if Chen Zhaoheng explained otherwise in advance, he couldn't let the situation in front of him go unattended. The bodyguard took a deep breath and secretly loaded the gun in his hand.

As time went on, the situation began to get scorched.

Under the sun, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed through Chen Zhaoheng's eyes.

Charlid didn't expect that someone would suddenly secretly attack at this time, and the instinct of close protection for many years made him habitually take a step forward. However, Chen Zhaoheng seemed to be prepared, and pushed him back vigorously.

"Bang!"

There was no pain, no sound, but the picture seemed to freeze in front of me.

Long hair as thick as seaweed flew in front of his eyes, and he saw a pointed ear that shook through the white sun. Enamel earrings that shimmer with a deep blue glow that has never been seen before.

Immediately afterwards, a body slammed into his arms, and another bullet grazed his face, and it hurt like a knife.

Chen Zhaoheng sat down on the ground, and the person in his arms fell limply on top of him, and the blood quickly smeared her clothes......

No...... No......

Chen Zhaoheng opened his mouth with difficulty, his sour throat did not speak, and tears poured out first.

The vivid red dilated in his pupils, and he even felt the viscous liquid sprayed on his face, mixed with tears, and slid down his neck.

The white shirt was instantly dyed pale red, like ink on rice paper, gradually spreading out.

"No ......"

The heart-rending of the air made him staggered to his knees.

The surrounding gunfire became fierce at this moment, and the sudden accident made Chen Zhaoheng's people rush out of the car one after another.

"You—You'll be fine......"

Chen Zhaoheng couldn't hear the sounds around him anymore, his lips trembled weakly, and he wanted to pick up An Yangheng, but he was afraid that she would hurt. The unprecedented helplessness was like a sharp blade cutting through his heart.

An Yang raised his head, his face was pale, looking at Chen Zhaoheng's distracted and cramped appearance, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "It turns out that you really like me......"

"Yes, I like you!" Chen Zhaoheng cried and hugged her tightly, "So don't die!" ”