"Hey, look at the opposite side!"
At this time, Fan Chao, who was lurking upstairs opposite, immediately noticed the abnormality and immediately reminded Dongfeng who was still looking around beside him.
Dongfeng was taken aback, and immediately looked towards the top floor of the hotel. When he saw three figures in his sight, one of which was the most familiar figure, he was taken aback.
"Emergency call! Urgent call!" Dongfeng immediately turned on the communicator, "We saw Qinglong... She is on the roof of the hotel, and there are two other men. It seems that she is in trouble."
Xu Wangying, who was rushing upstairs, asked quickly: "Can you shoot?"
"No! The man seems to be holding a hostage in his hand. If he shoots, the hostage will also be life-threatening. If you are not careful, both will [fall] the building." Dongfeng returned analytically.
"If..." Dongfeng was taken aback, Xu Wangying hesitated for a moment and made the final decision: "If you can only choose one, you should know how to choose."
Dongfeng and Fan Chao's eyes sank, but they didn't seem to replied "understand" in unison with any needles!
It is not that their magicians are ruthless, but the reality has to force them to make such a choice. Dongfang Han is their companion, so they won't die of that girl.
This is what they are here for!
…
"Reaper. Don't mess around..." Looking at the lunatic in front of him, Dongfang Han knew that this inhumane man was not only the incarnation of evil spirits, but also a lunatic who could do anything. He has already entered hell along with his career. "Dongfang Han, I want to see what you will do when the whole world regards you as the devil? I am waiting for you in another world!"
"stop!"
The god of death took Jiang Jie and jumped back. Dongfang Han quickly dropped the sword in his hand, rushed up and grabbed Jiang Jie's hand with one hand, but when she looked under Jiang Jie, the god of death was long gone.
"Mr. Jiang Jie, I'll just pull you up here." When Dongfang Han tried to pull him up, he found that the hand in his hand was struggling violently as if he was about to get rid of her palm.
"Mr. Jiang Jie, what are you doing?!" Dongfang Han looked at Jiang Jie, whose body was hanging high in the sky, in disbelief.
"Miss Dongfang, what you promised me once in the hospital still counts?"
Dongfang Han looked at the man in horror, as if he was looking at a madman.
"I said, I'm just such a son. Xiaoxi is the only relative in this world my wife left me. At this time, I seem to understand what my wife did at the time." He looked up at her and smiled. But his eyes are full of begging and mourning
"I beg you, let Xiaoxi go, he can have a better future, I don't want him to follow in my footsteps, because he doesn't understand the pain of losing the most loved one, please agree, OK? !"
Dongfang Han was stunned. Seeing the man's "nothing to love" appearance, she felt so helpless and afraid for the first time in her life.
"Mr. Jiang Jie, will you wait until you come up? Junxi is waiting for you to go back. He is too hard to come back. Are you really willing to leave him."
Jiang Jie laughed.
Looking at their clenched palms...
The left hand raised the dagger that did not appear when, and before Dongfanghan could react, he swiped the hand she was holding him hard, blood splashing...
"No!"
"father!"
Heart-piercing roar sounded at the same time.
Without restraint, Jiang Jie's body is like a kite with a broken string, [falling] down.
Dongfang Han looked at the person who gradually disappeared into the merciless darkness, the last glimmer of hope and conscience in his heart was finally broken, and his heart was crying blood.
Lifting the hand that was cut through the palm, remembering the silent accusation behind the man's last smile before he died—
After all, you failed to beat me!
At the cost of death,
Finally there was a reason to convince her thoroughly.
That man... won.