Chapter 717: Aim at your temple
"Fang Cheng, if you knew me, you wouldn't be so calculated by me. 【Fengyun Reading Network. Josnian smiled indifferently.
Meng Shen also raised the corners of his lips.
If Fang Cheng really knew Qiao Sinian, he would be able to clearly know what Qiao Sinian's weakness was.
It's a pity that Fang Cheng doesn't understand.
And for Josnian, he will not easily expose his weaknesses.
"Know everything you need to know? If there's anything else you'd like to ask, I'd be happy to answer. Josnian took a drag on his cigarette and narrowed his eyes.
"There's nothing to ask, Josnian, you're so mean, will you find true love?"
Qiao Sinian smiled, this square city is so naïve.
I'm afraid that in this world, he only feels that he is true love for Fang Ya.
"In your lifetime, you have this opportunity to see me get married." Joss glanced at him.
At the end, Josnian threw the second cigarette butt at his feet and stepped on it.
Under the eyes, there are still no waves and waves, only endless calm.
Fang Cheng sneered, still incredulous.
Tie the knot? Even if you get married, it's for profit!
"If there's nothing you want to ask, you'll have to come with me." Joe Sinian put his hands in his pockets and looked indifferent.
The smell of cigarettes and gunpowder from pistols was in the air......
His gaze locked on Fang Cheng's face, like a sword, sharp and cold.
Meng Shen sighed.
Joss is still polite to Fang Cheng, this young big boy has always been hateful.
For the sake of the so-called love, without hesitation, moths to the fire.
Everything he did was for Fang Ya......
He didn't seem to have thought about himself, or even the consequences of the failure of these things.
It's a pity to be so young.
Healers are here to save people, not to kill people.
"It'......s all fake, it's empty," Fang Cheng muttered, his gaze empty and godless.
His eyes were still red, but there was exhaustion under his eyelids.
"Yaya ......"
He shouted Fang Ya's name and looked into the distance, his eyes foggy.
Suddenly—
He reached into his coat pocket, quickly pulled out the pistol in his pocket, aimed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang"......
Blood flowed out, and the air smelled of gunpowder.
"Hit." Joss Nian's eyes tightened, and he commanded coldly, and quickly rushed forward.
"Yes." Meng Shen immediately responded.
After a gunshot, the underground passage fell silent again.
A few wisps of white smoke drifted away, swaying, and gradually blending into the air.
Everything is calm again.
……
Hospital.
Everywhere there was the smell of disinfectant potions and patients wrapped in gauze, as well as doctors and nurses in a hurry.
The white fog had not yet lifted, and there was a gray cloud everywhere.
The smog is severe, and at a glance, the vision is blurred.
When the doctor sent Fang Cheng into the operating room, he was still breathing.
The shot missed, and the bullet grazed the vital point of the temple.
Outside the operating room, Joss Niansen stood coldly.
His forehead hair was stained with some mist, and he rubbed his forehead, his eyes quenched with coldness and profundity.
He didn't expect that Fang Cheng, who seemed to be weak, would have the courage to shoot himself, and he was simply deadly.
The sound of the gunshot still echoed in his ears.
At this moment, a woman in a lilac purple coat walked quickly.
"Master Qiao, Fang Ya is gone." Xiao Zi frowned and reported.
The woman still has long wavy hair, covering half of her face, and her every move is full of charm.
The ruby pendants on the ears sway from side to side, bright and shining.