Jin Wan'er's side

Her eyes widened and her body froze, unable to believe what the man just said.

She immediately withdrew from his arms and looked into his eyes, trying to see whether it was true or not.

She was afraid that it wasn't what she thought, and the trembling in her hands betrayed how scared she felt inside.

I saw the man's expression was calm and there was no wave in his eyes.

I dare to believe that what he said is true.

The woman's reaction stung Mo Qingcheng again, and the man slowly said: "It was not my mother's car that exploded, but she was also injured and is still in the hospital."

He was on the plane and received a message from his father Mo Yuan.

After hearing the man's words, Jin Wan'er's heart was relieved, and a mist appeared in her eyes again.

She threw herself into Mo Qingcheng's arms again, murmuring: "It's so good..."

It’s great that Mom Mo is alive.

Mo Qingcheng looked at the numerous injuries all over her body.

His eyes darkened, filled with murderous intent.

But when she looked at Jin Wan'er, her voice was extremely gentle: "Girl, let's go home."

Jin Wan'er felt the man's violent aura and comforted softly: "I'm fine."

"I want to kill Han De and Qin Ya with my own hands."

She has to do this herself, that's how she is, no one else can touch the people she wants to protect.

If it moves, she won't let it go.

Lu Mingxuan was seriously injured.

Mo Qingcheng and his mother are both fine.

But it can't offset the murderous intention towards them.

Now that they have done it, I hope they can bear the consequences.

Mo Qingcheng was very worried about Jin Wan'er, but seeing her stubborn eyes, he understood that if she didn't do this, she would be unhappy.

He clenched his fists, and there was some struggle in his eyes, but it finally turned into a silent sigh, so he let her do it.

Han De and Qin Ya were brought over.

At this time, Han De's breath was weak and he was holding on for a breath.

Mo Qingcheng whispered a few words into Jin Wan'er's ear.

The corners of Jin Wan'er's mouth curved, her eyes were clear, but at this moment she looked extremely coquettish and bloodthirsty.

Holding the gun, he slowly walked up to Hande and squatted down with graceful movements, his dark hair swaying in the wind.

She curled her lips, stretched out her slender arm, and used the muzzle of the gun to hold the place where Hande was shot.

He said in a calm voice: "Master Han, didn't you say you wanted us to die here today?"

His tone was full of contempt and sarcasm.

Han De's face was pale, but he still showed his ruthlessness and endured the pain as he said, "I admit that I have fallen into your hands. I will kill or chop you as I please."

"You are wrong, you fell into the hands of your own son." Jin Wan'er said slowly.

Kill people and kill your heart.

When Han De knew that his son had betrayed him and his favorite son died in the hands of Han Zixiao.

The expression on his face was unpredictable, whether it was regret, surprise, remorse, or hatred, I'm afraid even he couldn't tell the difference.

He closed his eyes and said, "Give me a pleasure."

But Jin Wan'er didn't go as he wished. He wanted to kill them like crazy tonight.

If he wants to die happily, it will be easier for him.

"Do you think that's possible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Wan'er pulled the trigger and fired another shot at the wound on Hande's chest.

Hande's pupils dilated in pain, but he did not utter a cry.

Looking at Han De's appearance, Jin Wan'er felt admiration for him, but it was fleeting.

Then Jin Wan'er put down the pistol, took out the dagger, cut out the flesh of the wound bit by bit, and took out the bullet.

During the whole process, Jin Wan'er moved very slowly and spoke in a calm voice, as if she was talking about something insignificant: "Master Han, do you know? My brother is taking bullets like this right now, and the bullets he got are bigger than yours." , it’s even closer to the heart, do you think it will hurt my brother?”

Will he die?

She didn't have the courage to say this.

It’s as if if you say it, it will come true.

Suddenly Jin Wan'er felt so angry that she raised her fist and hit Han De's gun.

why?

Are these people so cruel?

why!

Jin Wan'er suddenly stood up, pulled the trigger, and shot a bullet ruthlessly into his heart.

"puff......"

Hande's pupils opened wide, he spat out a mouthful of blood and lost his breath.

Do not look down.

For the sake of his unsatisfactory son, he spent all the Han family's possessions and sacrificed the lives of the whole family. In the end, his son died in the hands of his own son.

What an irony!

Jin Wan'er was not happy at all when Hande died.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he turned to look at Qin Ya next to him, then smiled softly and said softly: "Now, it's your turn..."

Jin Wan'er walked to Qin Ya's side.

At this time, Qin Ya was suppressed by Mo Qingcheng's people and was kneeling on the ground, looking as embarrassed as she wanted.

Jin Wan'er looked at her coldly, raised her hand and pointed it at her chest, and shot a bullet into her chest mercilessly.

"You owe this to my brother."

At this moment, Lu Mingxuan didn't know whether she was alive or dead. Thinking of this, her heart ached inexplicably. This feeling was very strange.

The anger in his eyes became even deeper.

The black tights in front of Qin Ya were instantly soaked, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Ya was in great pain, gritting her teeth tightly and not making a sound.

The hatred in his eyes was like a raging fire, trying to burn Jin Wan'er out: "Jin Wan'er, you'd better kill me, otherwise I will kill you for the fourth time."

"You also said you couldn't kill me three times."

Jin Wan'er's voice was very soft, but it had a full sense of oppression. After speaking, he raised his palm and slapped Qin Ya hard on the face.

"My man is also yours to covet!"

Clear palm prints instantly appeared on Qin Ya's face, showing Jin Wan'er's exertion.

From the beginning to now, Mo Qingcheng's expression was cold, but his eyes were extremely gentle, always focusing on Jin Wan'er.

But when he heard Jin Wan'er's words, the corners of his mouth curved, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Listen, what beautiful love words!

my man!

The man suddenly became a little arrogant!

"Why can't I love him? Why did you show up! Why don't you die!" Qin Ya was no longer as elegant and gentle as before, her face was ferocious, and she shouted hoarsely.

He opened his two palms and wanted to go forward to catch Jin Wan'er, but Mo Qingcheng's people held him down and couldn't move.

"You don't deserve it!" Mo Qingcheng uttered three words coldly, listening carefully and full of contempt, without even giving her a look.

Mo Qingcheng's words made Qin Ya calm down instantly.

All the hatred in his eyes disappeared and became hollow.

The man in front of her, whom she had loved for more than ten years, actually gave her these three words coldly.

Oh, she doesn't deserve it!

What a harsh sentence!

From beginning to end she was a joke, a clown!

He harmed himself and the Qin family.

Human thoughts may disappear in an instant, just like this moment.

"Jin Wan'er, please kill me." The voice was very low, very light, as shaky as duckweed.

Such Qin Ya surprised Jin Wan'er.

But she would not let her go in the end, slowly raising her wrist and pointing directly at her eyebrows.

At this moment, a silenced bullet flew from the dark and hit the gun in Jin Wan'er's hand.

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