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âI want your life,â
Sheng Jinghuaâs voice was soft and gentle like a spring breeze, but his words made Fu minâs heart sink to the bottom.
Hearing this, the slender and beautiful officer slowly raised his hand and pulled out his gun. Then, he pointed the black muzzle at his chest.
Her snow-white fingertip was on the trigger.
Qi Jin, I wonât allow you to agree!
Fu minâs pupils contracted and he raised his voice.
Sheng Jinghuaâs gun was still pointed at Fu min, and his finger was still on the trigger. His clear voice rang out as he threatened, ââOr you want to see her die.â
He suddenly smiled and said slowly,â Iâm not in a hurry to let you die. Qi Jin, cripple one of your hands first. How about it? â
Qi Jin was a soldier. There was no doubt that his hands were very important to a soldier.
Qi Jin! Fu Shang roared. Qi Jin!
The young officerâs long eyelashes drooped, and his cherry red lips were pursed. He pulled out a dagger from his waist, and his slender white fingers raised and held the sharp blade tightly.
The sound of a sharp blade cutting into flesh.
Fresh blood gushed out and dripped onto the marble floor like blooming red plum blossoms, demonic yet beautiful.
Her fingertips fell weakly, and her snow-white gloves were stained red with blood.
Qi Jin raised his beautiful and clean eyes and looked at Sheng Jinghua. let her go, and you can do whatever you want to me.
In fact, he had the chance to shoot Sheng Jinghua and kill him.
However, Qi Jin didnât dare to take the risk.
Even if there was a 50% chance, he still didnât dare to take the risk.
Because Sheng Jinghuaâs gun was loaded, he only needed to pull the trigger lightly and Fu Shang would be dead.
Fu minâs eyes were fixed on Qi Jinâs bleeding hand. He regretted his carelessness more than once, and endless self-loathing welled up in his heart.
She struggled to break free from the handcuffs on her, but the sharp edges of the handcuffs had already pierced into her fair and tender wrists, leaving a deep and shocking bloodstain.
Sheng Jinghua naturally noticed this. He narrowed his eyes, and his long-suppressed emotions became irritable.âWhy, do you feel so bad for him? Su chiyue, do you believe that Iâll really shoot you?â
At most, weâll die together. At least youâll be with me.
The atmosphere froze.
At this moment, two more people arrived at paramount. One was Qin shuhan, and the other was a girl. Upon closer inspection, it was su yanran.
Seeing Sheng Jinghua pointing a gun at Fu Shang, Qin shuhanâs eyes narrowed. âSheng Jinghua, are you crazy? How could you â¦â Hurt her.
Sheng Jinghua interrupted him. Qin shuhan, shut up. This is none of your business.
Su yanran, who was hiding behind Qin shuhan, stared at Sheng Jinghua and Fu Shang with her dark eyes and pursed her pink lips.
She had come with Qin shuhan because she said that she was su chiyueâs sister and was worried about her sister, so this person brought her along.
She had been hiding outside the door and had heard everything Sheng Jinghua had said to this woman.
Did he like su chiyue that much?
Did he like her so much that he would give up everything just to have her by his side?
Why? whatâs so good about su chiyue ⦠Su yanran could not figure it out.
Jealousy is an original sin.
Su yanran knew that Sheng Jinghua would never kill su chiyue.
How could thisâ¦
If her sister died, would he come back to his senses?
The young girl lowered her eyes, and the hands by her side gradually clenched into fists. He secretly took out a gun from his coat pocket and loaded it without anyone noticing.
He aimed at Fu Shang and pulled the trigger..