"I don't like old men." Sandor snorted coldly, quickly reloading the magazine, and said, "I don't like these two people even more. He protected her and hid behind a tree, looking at the feud with the two people of the Gong family.

Lan Qingchuan looked back, and in the dense leaves, there was a thick smell of gunsmoke, white smoke and red liquid, which turned the quiet annex into a hell on earth in an instant. She hated and disgusted the situation, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, almost dizzying her in the smell of gunsmoke, which seemed to still be hot.

Sandor Yile: "Don't faint. ”

Lan Qingchuan said, "I didn't come here to die. ”

Gong Shu is a killer, he is a natural cold-blooded animal, he kills people extremely quickly, blood splashes on his face, and his eyelids don't blink. This person is determined to kill her, and Gong Nanmu is the same.

The two-meter-tall Gong Nanmu, like a giant beast, is desperate and bloodthirsty, his eyes are red in this battle, it is the color of blood, and he is paranoid and crazy looking for her traces in the black oppressive crowd.

"How did you offend the two of them? They have joined hands to put you to death. "Sandor threw her a gun, and now that the situation was urgent, he had to distract one of the two, so that it would be easy to be exposed, and there would be no chance of victory.

"Can you? Miss Lan? Sang Duo watched her squeeze the small pistol with her slender fingers, and his eyes were stoic and resolute, he suddenly smiled, "If you can't do it, you have to do it, Miss Lan family." ”

Maybe she should be glad that she was found by Gong Shu, not Gong Nanmu, Gong Nanmu will not listen to anyone, he only believes in himself. And Gong Shu, for his master, he has a more rational sense, not a crazy obedience.

"Why the comeback?" She stood under the tree, motionless, looking at him with a cold gaze. A dark-haired, blue-eyed mixed-race man with a friendly baby face, but he kills without blinking.

Gong Shu threw away the gun, drew a dagger, and said, "You shouldn't exist, whether it's Chu Li or Lan Qingchuan." ”

"That's not what Miyaike Ruo meant." Lan Qingchuan said, "It's your own idea to kill me." At this point in the struggle, she can be considered to understand.

"If you move the people like this, if Gong Chi won't let you go."

"I do this for the sake of my master." Gong Shu walked towards her step by step, "He can't see that you're stained with blood, the shot will leave a charred ugly hole in your body, and the dagger," he held up the blade, "I'll try not to leave a trace." ”

They still think that she is still the first Li who is slaughtered by others. But Lan Qingchuan, where can there be Chu Li's simple ignorance, and he can only be caught in the face of danger?

Lan Qingchuan grows to, cold and tough enough, and is a steep ice edge. She won't hurt her easily.

She pulled out her pistol and aimed it at Gong Shu, this was the first time in her life that she held a gun, and her fingers did not tremble in the slightest.

"Gong Shu, I never thought that one day, I would hold a gun and face it at a living person."

"But Gong Shu, are you? The palace family has cultivated cold-blooded and ruthless monsters, you don't see the light of day in this dark river, and only Gong Chiruo believes in him, he is your light. ”

"But what does this have to do with me?"

Gong Shu suddenly smiled at her, so calm and leisurely, his steps were not chaotic, it seemed to be expected, she couldn't kill him, she didn't have that guts.

"My original life was eaten by darkness and ruined by the palace family. I don't want to think about it, and you, just tear open the wound and let me look back. ”

She pulled the trigger, the tiger's mouth was numb with shock, and the shot hit him at the foot that he was trying to approach, and she raised her head, straight and cold, and her eyes were cold and sharp, and she said:

"I don't want to think about it, not because I'm afraid, but because I'm hateful."

"Gong Shu, this shot, I won't miss it."