"Hate me?" Qin He tilted his head slightly, half smiling, "Xu Xu, do you think it is easy to hate for a lifetime? Hate is easier to let go than love. If it really takes a lifetime, I hope you will love me

My whole life."

Idiots talk about dreams.

Meng Tingxu's eyes were full of caution, "Impossible!"

18 years old.

What a great age.

You can become a warrior who charges for love.

But how could he bear it?

He was reluctant, so he said: "Xuxu, please marry me, and I can let the white bird leave."

"No..." Bai Niao, who was already dying, suddenly spoke in a broken voice, "Xuxu, don't agree to him, he... is a lunatic."

It's quite tough.

"I can't do it. Don't worry, I'll take you away." After Meng Tingxu finished speaking, she no longer cared about Qin He's reaction and helped Bai Niao out.

"boom--"

The bullet passed through the ceiling lamp, and countless pieces of glass fell from the air, making a crisp and continuous sound.

Meng Tingxu squeezed the gun in her hand tightly and looked at Qin He: "What are you going to do! Qin He, are you crazy enough?"

"Do you think I will let the white bird leave like this?" Qin He slowly lowered his arm, raised it vertically, pointed the gun at the white bird, his peach blossom eyes were cold: "You can try it, if you take one more step

, will I shoot?"

Meng Tingxu knew that she couldn't leave.

"What do you want?"

"Xu Xu, don't you have a gun in your hand? Why don't we play a game?" Qin He opened the magazine, took out four bullets, and threw them on the ground: "I still have one bullet, let's make a bet.

, I fire three shots with you at the same time, will I hit the white bird, and will you hit me."

"If the gun is empty, everyone will be happy. If not, Xu Xu, don't blame me." Qin He's eyes were bright and his smile was very strange: "How about we bet our lives? If you refuse me, I will

The white bird will collapse now."

There is no way to retreat.

Meng Tingxu also removed the bullets, leaving only one.

The first shot was a blank shot for both of them.

Meng Tingxu was afraid of hitting Qin He, so he deliberately changed his direction.

"Now for the second shot."

Qin He's smile was clear and shallow.

Pulling down the hammer, the moment Meng Tingxu pulled the trigger, he moved the muzzle further, closed his eyes, and fired.

There was the burning sensation of bullets breaking through the barrel of the gun. Meng Tingxu opened his eyes in horror, everything was a foregone conclusion.

In the distance, there was a large amount of blood on Qin He's chest.

She obviously missed the shot, how could she...

The gun in Qin He's hand fell to the ground, and his whole body slowly fell down.

Meng Tingxu let go of the white bird without thinking and rushed towards him.

If you are shot in the chest, you will die...

How could he die?

He is Qin He.

Isn’t Qin He omnipotent?

Her steps were getting faster and faster. Her heart beat out of her chest.

She heard a voice saying: Meng Tingxu, what have you done?

Meng Tingxu had never seen such a weak Qin He. He was lying on his back with blood gushing out and a smile on his face.

Qin He looked at Meng Tingxu's panic-stricken face, and slowly opened his clenched right hand, revealing a bullet in his palm.

His voice was weak and low, and he said: "There is no last bullet...Meng Tingxu, I won. I dare to bet anything. You can't escape."

He looked at the girl's pale face and chuckled, his eyes paranoid to the extreme.

He raised his hand, which was stained with blood, and stroked Meng Tingxu's soft and white face.
Chapter completed!