"Uncle Feng, I'm really happy that you have the guts to shoot me." Gu Yin tugged on her sleeves and stood up. She was wearing a tight-fitting black initials that perfectly wrapped her voluptuous lines. She walked towards
In the corner, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. No one would be stupid enough to keep someone who threatens their life by their side."
Walking to the vase in the corner, Gu Yin took out the camera from a blue and white porcelain box.
The camera was placed in front of Gu Yin's eyes, moving along with her eyes. The layout of the room slid over it one by one, and Feng Cheng's heart-broken face appeared.
As expected, Gu Yin asked, "Uncle Feng, if you have anything to say, I will convey it to your son who is far abroad."
Last last words.
"No...no..." Feng Cheng shook his head. He understood what Gu Yin meant. This girl really wanted to kill him.
Retreating in fear, Feng Cheng lay around and said indifferently, "No...it shouldn't be like this..." Gu Yin should die, she should die in that shot! It shouldn't be like this!
Qingxing was created by them! They were created by them!!
"It seems that you don't even want to say the last words to your son?" The camera in Gu Yin's hand was still facing Feng Cheng, with some helplessness in his tone, "Since you have nothing to say, then..."
Turning off the camera, Gu Yin raised his head and said, "Feiqi, give Uncle Feng a ride."
Pulling out the gun attached to his waist, Yan Feiqi aimed at Feng Cheng and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Feng, let's go."
"No! No -! I still have something for a hero! Something for a hero! I tell you... you can't do this... no... you can't..." Feng Cheng grasped the last straw, "Boy, good boy
, I still have Uncle Hero’s…I have…”
"Uncle Feng, do you want to mention a man who has been dead for fourteen years again? No matter how deep the relationship is, it will fade away over time..."
"What if...what if your uncle didn't die? What if..."
Gu Yin's brows furrowed. Uncle is not dead?
Back then, he watched his uncle being shot and died in front of his own eyes. How could he have survived?
"Such a reason is too science fiction, Uncle Feng, I'm not a child." Gu Yin looked at Yan Feiqi and signaled that he could take action.
"No——!! No——!! He really..."
‘Boom——!’
The smell of blood began to fill the room, and Feng Cheng's body straightened up and fell down...
Shuo Yin raised an eyebrow, threw the camera in his hand to Yan Feiqi, and said in a calm voice, "I think you shot faster."
Yan Feiqi's hand holding the gun trembled, "Yinzi..." It was you who gave me the signal to shoot just now.
Gu Yin was a little confused.
She saw her uncle die in front of her back then, but Feng Cheng just said... He said... what if your uncle hadn't died?
She regretted letting Yan Feiqi shoot. She thought there must be something else he hadn't explained clearly...
Frustrated, Gu Yin picked up the camera and looked at the last picture again...
"Don't think about it. It's probably because this old fox refused to let you live in peace before he died. If you really think so, you will fall into his trap."
Gu Yin's brows did not loosen because of Yan Feiqi's words, they were still frowning tightly, "I hope so."
"Today's transaction, Da Duo is a little uneasy." Yan Feiqi called two people in to clean up the mess, and they sat down and started chatting, "What Feng Cheng said before was right, they have many brothers, and the time to meet is not very good. You are so
If you intervene rashly, you will inevitably not be threatened by them."