"There is only one chance."
He Quan repeated it several times.
The muzzle of the gun moved between the three, and on each of them, it stayed for a few seconds longer.
He Quan is such a person. He enjoys the pleasure of teasing his prey, which can satisfy his distorted self-esteem.
Excellent marksmanship is also born in such a state.
Not to save people, but to kill, to better enjoy the thrill of killing.
Luo Chi didn't dare to take it lightly, time was not on their side, even though everything that could be done had been done, the rest was just a matter of resignation.
Turning his eyes, he and Xue Xue met.
Silent is better than sound.
No one can remain indifferent when their lives are on the line.
Cold sweat slowly dripped from Luo Chi's forehead, covering his skin little by little.
He gritted his teeth sharply.
Xu Shi saw that Luo Chi finally changed his face, He Quan smiled happily.
The trigger, which had been half-buckled, was suddenly released again, as if thinking about who to shoot the bullet at, the jet-black gun body swayed slightly.
"Um... Who do you want to hit?"
He slowly aimed at Xue Xue, and the barrel of the gun was slightly pressed down.
"Xue Manqing, tell me, when I shoot this shot, will Luo Chi pounce on Yang Liu'er, or will you?"
Xue Xue stared straight at him.
Not at all not afraid, not afraid.
But the moment you show your emotions, you lose.
In fact, even now that the effect of the drug has almost completely passed, she is still sitting on the ground with a half-soft body, it is not entirely because of acting, but because of this body, she only has half of the control.
The blood flowed slowly, and at the moment of dying, the feeling of suffocation that could not breathe before darkness approached, all of which made Xue Xue exhausted all her strength just to maintain not to collapse suddenly.
Couldn't think more.
He Quan hates the current Xue Manqing.
A prey that cannot satisfy the hunter.
But he knew Xue Manqing's weakness.
Malice oozes from the corners of the man's eyes and brows, making the unremarkable face even more sinister, like a skull that appeared on a full moon night. On the pale skeleton, there is no soul, only a black gap.
He Quan suddenly lost interest.
"Remember, don't blame me, blame Long Ao if you want to."
The gun body moved slowly to the left.
"He asked me to do this, I had no choice."
At the same time as the words fell, the trigger was buckled at the same time.
"what!"
Yang Liu'er closed her eyes, and the piercing scream resounded through the sky.
He Quan opened his eyes in disbelief, staring at the blood-stained hole in his hand.
There was also a white smoke curling upwards.
He turned his neck stiffly before the pain paralyzed the nerves.
The man who paced out of the dark night had a handsome face and a tall figure. The hem of his camel-colored trench coat was raised, making Long Ao look like a statue walking out of an art gallery, cold and inhuman.
He also held a gun in his hand, but his attitude was completely different from He Quan's calm and elegant attitude.
It has always been like this, in front of Long Ao, He Quan is always the one who can't lift his head up.
Even if they are called uncle and nephew.
"You really disappoint me." Long Ao touched the muzzle of the gun with his leather gloved left hand, feeling the heat that burst out in an instant, he narrowed his eyes contentedly. "Too much nonsense, it's a taboo for the military family, you told me this, why did you forget it first?"
He released his left hand and blew lightly, and the boat passed without a trace.
In He Quan Shang's shocked eyes, Long Ao's voice was as ethereal as a ghost, and seemed to be absent, but it reached the depths of people's hearts.
"It seems that Uncle He is really old. Maybe it's time to take good care of the old age. It's not in vain for you to take care of me like this, right?"
Unsurprisingly.
Xue Xue wanted to know how valuable these four words are only after experiencing it personally.
Her back was soaked with sweat. After Ah Chen came to untie the hemp rope for her, Xue Xue realized how violently her hands were shaking.
No one can be considered exhaustive, and even if there is, that person will not be her.
Xue Manqing's memory has helped her in some ways, and restricted her in some ways, but just like everyone is unique, experiences cannot be copied, memories cannot be replaced, there will not be an identical life trajectory, and the deviation caused by the butterfly effect , Missing an inch, a thousand miles away.
He Quanhui shot himself.
Xue Xue was convinced.
In the investigation of He Quan entrusted to Lao Xu, there were several very precious videos. Although most of them were copied from the monitor, they were enough for Xue Xue to understand He Quan's habits.
Before shooting at the real target, he would always make a false move, just like in his previous life he seemed to shoot at Yang Liuer, but the bullet was actually aimed at Luo Chi.
That's why Luo Chi rushed towards Yang Liu'er, and Xue Manqing rushed towards Luo Chi.
It seems that fate has placed the three of them together with an invisible chain.
And He Quan's favorite in his life is to play the role of controlling the fate of others.
It's just that maybe he didn't think about it, it turned out that he couldn't even control his own destiny when he turned to the end.
Both ironic and sad.
"Xue Xue?"
Hearing the familiar male voice calling out her name, she raised her eyes and met Luo Chi's worried gaze.