The world seemed to be stagnant in one breath.

His eyes locked her delicate face, and she only saw those deep and unpredictable eyes.

Then.

"Bang" broke the silence.

It's actually an empty gun?!

"You've had enough fun." Yan Wu said suddenly, and turned her elbow and knocked the man away.

A sudden dizziness surged.

Her already pale face lost even blood.

Huo Chenyan reached out and was about to stabilize the person—

The girl flipped her wrist and the disappeared bullet inexplicably appeared in her palm.

Lightning.

She put the bullet into the gun, raised it, and pointed it straight to the man's temple.

"Is it fun?"

Yan Wu looked at him with a chuckling, and couldn't help but cough out weakly.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, pursed by his graceful lips, and was bright red.

The man's eyes darkened.

Obviously.

She didn't load the bullet into the second pistol just now.

Under the monitoring of multiple pairs of eyes, no one noticed this move.

Even he... didn't.

"I lost this game."

After a moment, Huo Chenyan curled his thin lips and he became soft and soft.

"Mr. Huo, what do you want to do?"

Yan Wu didn't let go.

The other party's series of actions can obviously be described as being sick.

At this moment.

The roaring Huo Yirong and Huo Jin were both dragged away.

All the men in black also retreated.

Only two were left in the secret room.

The sight collided.

Huo Chenyan sighed, without responding to her question, but asked back.

"Girl, do you know why I didn't kill them directly?"

While speaking, he stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and a look of compassion appeared in his eyebrows and eyes again.

Yan Wu's lips raised slightly, but she said.

"Isn't it because you're enjoying the torture process?"

She never believed his appearance of high-soundingness.

"Yes." The man's thin lips were even darker and he admitted it.

The most painful thing is to fall from heaven to hell.

This is a lesson my mother taught him.

So in the past twenty years, he had a chance to take revenge, but he insisted on waiting for the most glorious moment for the two.

It sounds very bad.

but……

"Do you have no thoughts after listening to my experience?"

The man asked again, his eyes locking the girl in an instant.

At this moment, his handsome side face was looming under the dim light.

In the hazy, it seemed that there was a three-point depression...

Have a nearly sad temperament.

If it appears on the pictorial or screen, it will probably attract the pity of countless girls—

Perhaps, in their fantasy of themselves as the protagonist.

They can always use love to warm a handsome man with a dark past and let him out of the haze with selfless care.

Can.

For Yan Wu-"No."

She looked at him without any slightest wave, with only a trace of confusion in her eyes.

Everyone's experience has created who he is today.

Huo Chenyan clearly has no dissatisfaction with his current situation, and does not need any pity.

Even if others think that his current personality is problematic, so what?

It has nothing to do with her.

So… “How should I feel?”

Yan Wu asked back, her tone was natural and indifferent.

Huo Chenyan laughed out loud.

"Girl, your answer..." He sighed again, leaned closer to her, without any concern at all about the gun on his head.

"I'm so satisfied."

The man said, looking at the girl in front of him.

Strong enough.

It's cruel enough.

Ruthless enough.

After this last temptation, he finally confirmed that such a woman was the best partner in his mind.

"Marry me, huh?"

So the man said without hesitation, and the tone of asking was beyond doubt.

I didn't expect it to be so abrupt.

The girl's divine pupils shrank, and she was rarely stopped.

What is this going on?

Didn’t it mean that you wouldn’t develop feelings?

But it was just a moment.

The next second, the discomfort of being forced and deceived by mortals came to my heart.

She pulled the trigger at him in an instant.
Chapter completed!