At this time, He Yanxuan was wearing a crow hat and a pair of black sunglasses, silently watching their every move not far away. Because the distance was not too far, he could hear their conversation clearly.
, the cold voice echoed outside the door of the operating room, and his stern gaze, like a sharp arrow, shot straight at Yan Yufeng, as if he was willing to swallow him into her body.
Look again, the woman next to her who is as moving as a clear spring. There are a few traces of worry and sadness on her face. This one can be skipped, and that one can be skipped. The woman who makes him attracted, he is not willing to pull out half of her hair.
. He wanted to hold her in his arms and take good care of her, but now she stayed in his arms. He was angry and even jealous.
Naturally, he wouldn't pay too much attention to Can Liang next to him. He was just a doctor. He only thought about this simply.
There were countless swords and guns hidden in his black suit, and he was always ready to challenge him. How could he let go of his Qingye Gang members so easily?
The girl lying on the hospital bed deserved it. She deserved to be so stupid. Last time, he blocked a shot for him. He was angry and remembered it in his heart. He must be careful and not make any mistakes. However, now,
, she actually killed herself with her own hands, wanting to understand the matter through death. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. As expected, there was nothing that could make him worry.
He took out a gun from his arms and aimed it at Yan Yufeng's pocket. Naturally, his marksmanship was enough to kill him with one shot. Of course he felt at ease when he went out to do things himself.
The moment he aimed at his head, his heart felt a little proud. It felt like he had conquered the whole world. The man standing opposite him was the biggest harm he wanted to get rid of day and night.
Killing your enemy is more ambitious than getting money, status, fame and fortune.
He pressed the button, his eyes were calm, his hands did not tremble, and he glared at him with gritted teeth. The moment he was about to press the button, a pair of hands patted his shoulders behind him. The strength was very heavy, and it seemed that he was lifting the button.
What are you holding him for?
He took back the gun, turned around, and looked at the man in front of him who looked somewhat similar to himself. He was his younger brother, He Hualin.
"Brother, you are too impulsive. We can't act rashly now." He Yanxuan looked at him with a look of deep hatred and hurriedly stopped him and comforted him.
He knew that he was too scheming for revenge, and killing him was the dream of everyone in the Qingye Gang, but in order to take the overall situation into consideration, he had to consider the seriousness of the consequences.
"I can't wait any longer. I want to kill him now." He Yanxuan pressed the gun tightly, still looking unwilling to be outdone. He had been looking forward to this day for how long. He originally thought,
He was about to achieve his goal, but who knew that the woman would suddenly defeat his good deeds? His joyful heart suddenly fell into the valley.
"Brother, we have to take the overall situation into consideration. Killing Yan Yufeng now will only harm us and do nothing. We must plan properly and get the benefits we want before killing him. And now, we have nothing
No, killing him is not equivalent to pushing yourself into a pit of fire?"
He Hualin, who is usually indifferent and silent, is so calm and collected at this moment. His affairs are often no simpler than others. Who doesn't have the desire for revenge? It's not that he doesn't want to take revenge, it's just that the time has not come yet.