There was a snap, and at the moment Nangong Qian was about to press the timer, a gunshot rang out.

Nangong Qian's distorted and crazy face froze at that moment. He was shot in the chest, and blood flowed down. He looked at Yan Slie blankly, and the timer in his hand fell to the ground. The corner of his lips

He raised a faint and relieved smile and fell heavily to the ground. There was blood seeping out of his body. His body was shaking slightly. His lips were still opening and closing. He wanted to say something, but he no longer had any strength.

and perception.

Her pupils slowly dilated, her eyes narrowed and finally closed.

In Yan Sirie's right hand, he held a pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Nangong Qian's heart.

He didn't know what happened to him. At the last moment, he pointed the gun at Nangong Qian without hesitation.

Yan Sirie looked at Nangong Qian who was shot to death with a dazed look in his eyes.

Qianqian died, she died unexpectedly in front of him.

Her painful and sad expression when she was dying, her unwilling and lonely eyes, kept replaying in his mind.

He shot her, he killed her with his own hands.

Three years ago, he took one of her legs, and this time, he took her life again.

Outside the door, Han Youxi rushed over and was about to draw his gun, but he saw Nangong Qian had fallen to the ground.

At the same time, the time bomb on Ye Xun'er began to sound an alarm.

"No, the bomb is going to explode." Jin Shuang subconsciously pulled Han Youxi and pulled him out.

Ye Xun'er also watched calmly as the timer on the bomb quickly entered the countdown phase, and smiled bitterly.

Yan Sirie let out a loud cry, shouted no, stood up suddenly, staggered towards Ye Xun'er, and fell on her.

However, after the timer ran out the last second, the expected explosion did not come.

Time just stood still, but the bomb on Ye Xun'er didn't react at all.

After half a minute, Ye Xun'er finally opened her eyes. Looking at Yan Sirie hugging her, she suddenly felt a very happy feeling in her heart.

Yan Slie stayed for a few seconds, looking at the time bomb in astonishment, and his face froze. The bomb had been removed long ago, and it was empty inside and would not explode.

Ye Xun'er seemed to have realized something. Looking at Yan Sirie's pale and heart-wrenching face, and then looking downstairs at Nangong Qian who was shot to death by Yan Sirie, her heart became inexplicably sour.

The timer stopped at that moment, and the life of that fresh and beautiful woman also stopped at that moment.

Ye Xun'er gritted her teeth and had mixed feelings in her heart.

At this moment, she could hear Yan Slie's heartbeat, so strong and powerful.

The blood-stained face showed a look of lonely sadness and sadness.

He tilted his head, his eyes firmly fixed on Nangong Qian, and then he stood up, holding on to the stairs, and hobbled downstairs. When he reached the last few steps, he staggered and rolled down.

Stairs, fell to the ground.

Forgetting the pain and danger, he dragged his injured legs and crawled to Nangong Qian's side.

Han Youxi also followed him upstairs, looking at Yan Sirie quietly while untying Ye Xun'er's restraints.

Ye Xun'er's whole face was wet with tears, she was still sobbing uncontrollably, looking at the woman who was sleeping quietly with pitiful eyes.

Even through a sea of ​​blood and hatred, she couldn't really make a move on this man. With a snap, the moment Nangong Qian was about to press the timer, a gunshot rang out.

Nangong Qian's distorted and crazy face froze at that moment. He was shot in the chest, and blood flowed down. He looked at Yan Slie blankly, and the timer in his hand fell to the ground. The corner of his lips

He raised a faint and relieved smile and fell heavily to the ground. There was blood seeping out of his body. His body was shaking slightly. His lips were still opening and closing. He wanted to say something, but he no longer had any strength.

and perception.

Her pupils slowly dilated, her eyes narrowed and finally closed.

In Yan Sirie's right hand, he held a pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Nangong Qian's heart.

He didn't know what happened to him. At the last moment, he pointed the gun at Nangong Qian without hesitation.

Yan Sirie looked at Nangong Qian who was shot to death with a dazed look in his eyes.

Qianqian died, she died unexpectedly in front of him.

Her painful and sad expression when she was dying, her unwilling and lonely eyes, kept replaying in his mind.

He shot her, he killed her with his own hands.

Three years ago, he took one of her legs, and this time, he took her life again.

Outside the door, Han Youxi rushed over and was about to draw his gun, but he saw Nangong Qian had fallen to the ground.

At the same time, the time bomb on Ye Xun'er began to sound an alarm.

"No, the bomb is going to explode." Jin Shuang subconsciously pulled Han Youxi and pulled him out.

Ye Xun'er also watched calmly as the timer on the bomb quickly entered the countdown phase, and smiled bitterly.

Yan Sirie let out a loud cry, shouted no, stood up suddenly, staggered towards Ye Xun'er, and fell on her.

However, after the timer ran out the last second, the expected explosion did not come.

Time just stood still, but the bomb on Ye Xun'er didn't react at all.

After half a minute, Ye Xun'er finally opened her eyes. Looking at Yan Sirie hugging her, she suddenly felt a very happy feeling in her heart.

Yan Slie stayed for a few seconds, looking at the time bomb in astonishment, and his face froze. The bomb had been removed long ago, and it was empty inside and would not explode.

Ye Xun'er seemed to have realized something. Looking at Yan Sirie's pale and heart-wrenching face, and then looking downstairs at Nangong Qian who was shot to death by Yan Sirie, her heart became inexplicably sour.

The timer stopped at that moment, and the life of that fresh and beautiful woman also stopped at that moment.

Ye Xun'er gritted her teeth and had mixed feelings in her heart.

At this moment, she could hear Yan Slie's heartbeat, so strong and powerful.

The blood-stained face showed a look of lonely sadness and sadness.

He tilted his head, his eyes firmly fixed on Nangong Qian, and then he stood up, holding on to the stairs, and hobbled downstairs. When he reached the last few steps, he staggered and rolled down.

Stairs, fell to the ground.

Forgetting the pain and danger, he dragged his injured legs and crawled to Nangong Qian's side.

Han Youxi also followed him upstairs, looking at Yan Sirie quietly while untying Ye Xun'er's restraints.

Ye Xun'er's whole face was wet with tears, she was still sobbing uncontrollably, looking at the woman who was sleeping quietly with pitiful eyes.
Chapter completed!