Even if he hurts her endlessly now, at least she is still healthy, and he can see him anytime he wants to.
Bringing her around is equivalent to letting everyone grasp his weakness, and he will seek his own death.
In his plan, Murphy shouldn't exist.
Even, he can't guarantee that after his plan is implemented, will Murphy wait to kill him
Nanfeng Xiao slammed on the brakes, and the sports car stopped in the suburbs, empty and empty on all sides.
The car hadn't stopped yet, Charles called to see Nan Fengxiao taking out the gun from the drawer of the car and stepping out of the car.
"Bang bang bang—"
There was a deafening gunshot, and Charles hurriedly covered his ears...
The gunfire did not stop, and Charles followed his eyes to see that a sturdy century-old tree was already riddled with holes.
But that person is still committing atrocities...
"Stains stains—"
Charles adapted to the gunshots, put down his hands, clapped his hands, and praised: "Howl, your marksmanship is more exquisite."
The tree was ten meters away, and anyone who was uneasy about Nan Feng Xiao could hit it, and Charles was so impressed that he fell to the ground with admiration.
The gunfire lasted for ten seconds, until there were no bullets in the gun, the harsh gunfire stopped, and the suburbs returned to silence.
Nan Feng Xiao turned his gun, his eyes burst out fiercely, and he strode to Charles' front, his muzzle pressed against Charles' chest.
Charles wasn't scared at all, his slender fingers, like those of a white woman, lightly hooked the muzzle.
Nan Feng Xiao's eyes were cold, he threw the gun to Charles and turned his head.
Charles caught it, good fellow, this gun was the best of the batch he sent him.
The whole world will never find the second one. He used it to vent... Hit the big tree
Nan Fengxiao wiped his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the bustling mountain peaks. The mist on the other side of the mountain peaks added a lot of mystery.
"If I do it now, what is the chance of winning?"
Nan Fengxiao retracted his gaze, aimed at Charles, his deep voice was extremely sexy, "50%?"
Charles got serious too, rubbing his pistol lightly with his fingers, and said seriously, "10%!"
Nan Feng Xiao frowned, as if thinking.
"Perhaps, I won't be in Chengdu." Charles continued.
Nan Feng Xiao sneered, his handsome face like a carefully carved face, now surrounded by a layer of golden light by the setting sun, and surrounded by cold air all over his body.
His eyes are sharp as swords, and his lips are thin. Between those lips, his whole body exudes the domineering and arrogant that he lives in, just like a king over the world.
Charles handed him the gun, Nan Feng Xiao did not take it for a long time, his eyes changed, and he made a dumb voice, "If I do everything, what is the chance of winning?"
Charles was taken aback, and he blurted out a bunch of fluent English, "Shoo, I heard that right? You mean you want to break the net with the fish over there?"
Nan Fengxiao didn't say a word, expressing his default.
"Haha—" Charles laughed, and stopped for a few seconds, with a cold face, "It's not worth it. Even if you spend everything, it's just a small trouble over there. You will be solved easily."
"Then what am I going to do?" Nan Fengxiao took off his coat and slammed it directly on the ground, with murderous intent flashing in his black eyes.