Chapter 526: 246 Torment (Second Revision)
âMing Jing?â The boss lady, a gossip enthusiast, was no stranger to this name.
âShe won the gold medal, joined the national team, and now sheâs going to be all over the hot search again. Ah, heaven is really biased, giving all the good fortune to her. Is there any way for ordinary people like us to survive.â
The boss lady clucked her tongue in amazement: âA gold medal, wow! Thatâs impressive.â
âIsnât it! This yearâs questions were much harder than before, and the proportion of gold medals was much smaller than before. The gold content is very high.â
âOut of the 32 gold medals in the country, Jiangzhou alone took three golds and two silvers. Foreign Language High School, the competitionâs main camp, only had five gold. This Jiangzhou is really a place of outstanding talent. Letâs not mention the five Ming Jings, the other few are also handsome boys and beautiful girls. The one wearing glasses makes my heart beat faster.â
âI think his last name is Song, right? He also made it to the national team. Unfortunately, we didnât make it to the national team, so we canât continue our previous relationship with the handsome bookworm.â
The few of them sighed together.
The air conditioning in the convenience store was on full blast, but there was still a cold breeze sneaking through the door.
The man took off his sunglasses and stared intently at the tall figure, as if trying to see through the skin and into her soul.
Soon a van stopped in front of the group, and as it drove off, only the howling cold wind remained in its place. The beautiful figure was gone.
The man rushed out in a hurry, only for a black sedan to suddenly stop in front of him. The car door opened, and a large hand reached out from it, easily pulling the man in. The door closed, and the car sped off, leaving no trace. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
As the girl was talking, she turned her head and suddenly exclaimed, âWhere did that weird man go? He was just at the entrance?â
Xue An pursed his lips, saying, âEither kill me or let me go.â
The man narrowed his eyes, and the temperature in the car dropped to freezing point. Xue An shuddered, and in a flash, the dark muzzle of a gun was pressed to his forehead.
Xue An froze, his pupils contracting.
âI really want her to see with her own eyes the man she loves so muchâwhat he really is like.â
These words provoked Xue An, and he suddenly laughed coldly, staring straight at him: âWhere are you any better? That shot to her chest back then, wasnât it you who added the extra bullet? Twenty shots, and you were the twenty-first.â
âShut up! You shut up!â The man roared like an enraged lion, his eyes blood-red, exuding a dangerous chill. He suddenly grabbed Xue An by the collar, pinning him down to the seat, his knee pressed into Xue Anâs chest and the gunâs muzzle pressed against Xue Anâs carotid artery.
The man gritted his teeth and said word by word: âDonât think I wouldnât dare to kill you.â
Xue An gave a bitter smile: âSince her death, my heart has also died. For years, I have lived like a walking corpse. Just shoot.â
âYou want to die, but itâs not that easy. You owe her more than just a life.â
The light in Xue Anâs eyes was slowly extinguished.
âAll these years, youâve had countless opportunities to kill me. Why didnât you do it?â
The man loosened his grip, snorting coldly. âBecause staying alive is the greatest torture.â
Xue An suddenly looked at him.
âWhy?â