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Chapter 693 Death

Chapter 693 "Death"

The diameter of the muzzle was aimed at Shen Zhiyu's body. He was frozen in place. Looking at the damage this gun would bring to him, he knew how powerful the gun was.

"It seems that I should really lose to you, right?"

If he had equipped the second gun at the beginning, then the winner would be him.

It's not him, the beast who killed his own sister!

So that night, Niannian asked him to plead for him to win, and she had seen through everything. She knew that the winner would be Mo Tingqian in the end, but she didn't want to die under Mo Tingqian's gun, but chose to die under his gun.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his breathing for a moment, and even felt particularly painful. When he heard the second gun Mo Tingqian mentioned, he understood it completely.

Very good, it turns out that all this was not something he could imagine.

"Go to die Shen Zhiyu!"

Mo Tingqian shot the first shot without leaving any trace. The second shot, however, left no sign when it was shot. Shen Zhiyu acted very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he hid in the corner.

"Do you think you can escape? The gun is faster or your action is faster, you know."

Shen Zhiyu squatted in a place where the iron tunnel blocked him and covered himself, "I don't want to die yet! I want to see her! Mo Tingqian, you want to destroy me!"

"She will not wake up again. Those scientific experiments are forbidden to persevere. Don't make unnecessary disputes anymore, it's useless!"

After hearing Mo Tingqian's voice, Shen Zhiyu's voice immediately said, "What does it mean to be useless? I know everything I have done. It is the energy I have spent all my life on for a person. You have never touched on the use of it. How do you know it is useless?"

However, in Mo Tingqian's opinion, such a voice was ridiculous. It was wrapped in the outer garment of loving someone, but it was covered with sharp swords and blades. Whoever wears this dress would be pricked to death. People are born with weak life, and everyone is more responsible for taking malicious and squandering a person.

One day, Shen Zhinian really woke up in the end, and the result would be a devastating blow.

She is such a kind girl and will never see her life. She is walking on the blood of so many people.

This is also the reason why he wants to destroy it!

"A last chance, you really don't want to?"

Shen Zhiyu leaned behind the iron bucket and looked at the gun not far away from him. He was still a little short of it. He was enough.

"Then do you want me to go to yourself, or will you be judged by you in the final result?"

A deafening bang hit Tietong with a deafening sound, causing Shen Zhiyu's ears to approach tinnitus in an instant.

"That's my answer."

Oh!

The sound immediately came, and unprecedented power was betting on the situation where the two guns were opposed.

Oh my God, what's going on?

Shen Zhiyu took advantage of Mo Tingqian's fingers and hooked his long legs directly, held the gun not far away in his hand, and shot it in an instant. In the air, the two bullets actually formed the same situation. The sound of the impact was so loud that the situation formed instantly hit a small spark in the air.

Each pointing at each other, but unable to find out the exact location of the other party’s information.

"This is fair, isn't it?"

Holding a gun in his hand, Shen Zhiyu questioned the other party.

On the other end, Mo Tingqian looked indifferently at the outline of the person hiding in the darkness, and the hearts that had just hesitated had almost exhausted him.

He shouldn't hesitate, perhaps, he never thought at that time that his heart still hesitated.

"Okay, then, let's see if you run fast or if I'm looking for you fast enough."

"Mo Tingqian, don't think I won't take your life. You either go down now and I can keep you alive, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Stay with what you call love for the rest of your life, I don't need it."

Immediately, after saying that, Mo Tingqian found the location where Shen Zhiyu was hiding based on the source of the sound determined by both ears. The two met and collided with each other, pointing the gun at each other, and no one gave him any courtesy.

But Mo Tingqian has the upper hand because he has

After being loaded, Shen Zhiyu was completely in the passive side, but the gun was pointed at him, and then there was no sound.

"Go to die."

As soon as the sound fell, a scream was still inevitable, but it hit Shen Zhiyu's arm, blocking his almost pierced head.

"It seems not enough."

Mo Tingqian looked at the man who was in great pain and bleeding from his arms without any sympathy. He shot him again, looked at him and said, "Where do you think it hurts? I'll shoot him again, how about it?"

He suddenly remembered that he still owed Huo Han a shot!

Shen Zhiyu's hands were trembling so hard that he could no longer hold the gun. Blood was like a gushing fountain. Too much blood would lead to direct death.

But Mo Tingqian knew that he was lucky enough to be indestructible for Huo Han.

"How about a shot from you?"

The position of the back is exactly the same as the position where Huo Han was injured.

Shen Zhiyu was sweating profusely. Because of the sudden injury, he could not do anything. The bullet was blurred and it was very painful.

"Then let's have another shot, okay?"

"ah!"

The roar was about to boil into his throat. The sound was really shocked to the extreme.

After swallowing all the wounds, Shen Zhiyu could not find any hiding place at all.

"Does it hurt? Let me tell you, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and this is what I've always wanted to do."

The pain in Huo Han's body has always been the most painful thing for him, and he finally returned it to him at this moment.

There were gunshot wounds on his back and on his arms. At first, Shen Zhiyu just whimpered in pain. Then, when the gunshot wound on his back also made him suffer in great pain, the blood that could not bear to be forced to reach his throat and vomited out all of them in one breath.

That kind of pain made him feel at a loss.

The fresh blood, which looked particularly dark red, slowly struggled along the corner of his mouth.

"Mo, Mo Tingqian," Shen Zhiyu's evil mouth still raised upwards, but at this time, the corners of his mouth were covered in blood, dizzy on his white teeth, like a handsome foreign clown, "You have a kind of genius, really want to beat me to death? Haha, it's really ironic!"

"What's the irony? Are you and me still brothers? I've long disappeared. It's ridiculous to mention it at this time."

"Mo Tingqian, if you really want to kill me, just listen to me and shoot me again."

He pointed at the position of his chest, on the left, which belonged to that part, as if he had made up his mind to make absolutely fulfillment.

Ran Mo Tingqian would not have any wavering because of his words, nor would he have done it for her words and shot him again, "You know it hurts? Think about it, if all these pains were on others, what about that innocent person?"

"Is it Huo Han again? I hate me and exhausted Huo Han. All the pain you transferred to me is because of Huo Han? Mo Tingqian, you are not kind enough. What is the difference between what I do and everything you do? It's not all for one person between you and me."

"For one person? Don't blur the essence. My point of origin and your point of origin are to betray each other. One is so bad that society cannot tolerate, and the other one, I dare not say good, but at least I have never had anything to do anything that is harmful to the world."

"After all, are you blaming me for being hurt by the truth?"

"You know how many people you have harmed. You don't need me to correct them again and again. I just want to tell you..."

Suddenly, while Mo Tingqian just wanted to take him back to his guidance, the phone suddenly rang.

Numbers are no strangers.

Mo Ting hesitated for three moments and kept thinking about whether to answer the call, so he simply pressed to answer the call.

Then a nervous voice followed, "Tingqian, come back! Come back!"

"Old Shen, it's too late, I'm sorry."

Shen Zhiyu's body will not give them another chance to overlap.

"You can't do this! Tingqian, no matter what my old man said, I will not let you fulfill this matter, it is absolutely impossible!"

Mo Tingqian always knew the other party's voice.

He was calm and calm in response without any ups and downs.
Chapter completed!
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