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"Feng, is something the matter?"

Her voice was cold, as if it had lost its former temperature.

"I'm in the West Smeyer area. Where are you?"

Gao Jianfeng hesitated, but he still asked.

"I'm sorry, but I have something I need to do tonight. I can't go back."

Tina Preston looked embarrassed.

"Then you should be busy. It's fine. I have to go on a long trip tomorrow. I might be able to come back in half a month."

Hearing Tina Pus say that she was not here, Gao Jianfeng seemed to heave a sigh of relief.

"Then be careful. I'll be waiting for you at home."

The two of them were worried about the suffocating depressing atmosphere that was created by the Rising Emblem. Only after about ten seconds did they hear Tina Pus's voice.

"Mm, then I won't see you anymore."

As Gao Jianfeng spoke, he had already turned the car around, and the two of them said their goodbyes before hanging up.

Five minutes after he left, the lights in his house lit up. He could vaguely see a person standing at the window, probing, a man and a woman constantly probing each other.

Perhaps she had been wrong the last time. The rift between them was already there, and she had a feeling that the meeting of the wind would put an end to the relationship that had lasted for more than a year.

She was afraid that if she said goodbye, she would 'train' Feng Yu from an innocent man who didn't know anything to a mature man like him. In the end, it was someone else who came to 'enjoy' him. She felt really uncomfortable and unbalanced.

It would be better to not see him. If he did not see him, then he would never have to say goodbye.

At least he hadn't met another woman yet, at least she was still his woman, and that was enough.

Gao Jianfeng did not immediately return to the castle after leaving the West Smeyer district. Instead, he found a bar. This was a bad habit he had gotten after returning from the United States.

When he went back, it was already one in the morning. Before he even reached his room, he had already started calling Joe.

Hearing the noise, Qiao Qiao who came over, looked at his drunk appearance, and felt a little surprised.

Ye Zichen helped him back to his room, but the moment he put him down, he immediately vomited.

"Yan'er …" "Yan'er …"

After vomiting, Gao Jianfeng kept calling out to Yan'er's name.

Joe froze, and it took him a moment to hear what he was saying.

Ignoring him, little Qiao let him continue to mutter. Little Qiao cleaned up the room while Gao Jianfeng on the bed started to snore.

He wanted to leave just like that, but standing in front of the bed, the scene outside his memory seemed to have awoken.

That day, no matter how much she begged him, he wouldn't show her any mercy. That day, she had lost her most important and final family member.

Ever since that day, she had been an orphan. Even though her grandfather had repeatedly warned her not to take revenge before he left, the hatred in her heart kept rising like vines.

Fortunately, her grandfather had left her a lot of assets, and she had spent a lot of money to get close to him.

He had been worried that he would recognize her, but now he seemed to have forgotten all about it.

It was his attitude that made her hate him even more. He was the devil that killed people. It did not matter to her who he killed, but did he ever think that other people's families would be shattered because of him? She hated him, hated his ruthlessness, hated his indifference.

Looking at Gao Jianfeng lying on the bed, Little Qiao's eyes reddened. Because of him, she had not returned this year's anniversary of her grandfather. She had sworn to make him atone for his sins.

It had been half a month since she came to the ancient castle. She hadn't thought of making a move because she knew she didn't have the chance. But now, the opportunity had come.

At this moment, Gao Jianfeng was completely drunk, and it was a good opportunity for him to make a move.

Before her grandfather's death, she hadn't dared to kill a chicken, but now, after a year and a half of training in the dark, she could kill people without a problem.

Joe took a deep breath. If he missed tonight, he might not have such a good chance in the future. If he failed tonight, it might be even harder in the future.

If she was going to do it, she would kill him with one hit. She was going to shoot him with his own.

Little Qiao stood in front of the bed. She knew that Gao Jianfeng had the habit of placing the gun under his pillow. As long as he took two steps forward, he would be able to reach out his hand and grab the gun.

But when she saw Gao Jianfeng's dark red face, she started to hesitate.

Wouldn't it be too easy to kill him just like that?

His heart hesitated, but he moved his feet together with his hands. He stepped forward and reached under the pillow to take out his gun.

The hand holding the spear was trembling a little. The dark night had trained her for a year, but now, it was being used to kill their heads. He wondered if Gao Jianfeng would feel wronged if he died like this.

Little Qiao pointed the gun at Gao Jianfeng's chest, closed her eyes, and did not dare pull the trigger.

She knew that she should have aimed at her temple or between her eyebrows. With that shot, he wouldn't even know who it was before he went to see the King of Hell.

When she thought of her grandfather's hunting order, she couldn't help but feel indignant.

Gao Jianfeng's hunting order made the Wright Family panic for a month, and it also made the family members argue for a month. In the end, he still killed Grandfather.

The gun in little Qiao's hand, slowly moved from his chest up, moving to Gao Jianfeng's cheek, frowning.

The gun seemed to have hit Gao Jianfeng's face. Little Qiao was shocked, opening her eyes, she almost couldn't hold the gun.

Fortunately, Gao Jianfeng was too drunk and did not wake up.

Little Qiao's eyes were closed as she stared at the space between his eyebrows. If one looked closely, they would be able to see that her eyelashes were constantly trembling.

His hands were on the trigger, but it was impossible to pin it down.

Even if she killed him, she wouldn't be able to escape. This was something she knew very well. When Gao Jianfeng took her grandfather's life, she didn't have any hopes of living anymore. If she could avenge her grandfather, then even death would be worth it.

When he pulled the trigger, a few people appeared in Little Qiao's mind. Was it her parents or her grandmother who died in an air crash, her grandfather …

Tears streamed from his tightly closed eyes.

She was going to accompany them. Being by her family's side was the happiest thing that happened to her. Even if she died, it would be better than being alone.

'Father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, I'm here. You must wait for me.'

Little Joe said to himself, and his hand finally went down, and it was all over.

"Bam!"

Joe didn't dare to look after the sound. She was afraid of the bloody scene.

"Aren't you sure that if the target doesn't die, you'll leave?"

Joe had only taken a single step when a mocking sneer came from behind him.

This was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost. Just now, he had pulled the trigger, but why could he still speak?

She did not dare to look back. She was afraid, afraid that he might be half-dead.

"I've always felt as if I'd seen you somewhere, and now I finally remember. Who are you?"

Gao Jianfeng leaned against the bed, looking at his stiff back. He had woken up the moment Little Qiao took the gun away, just to figure out Little Qiao's true purpose.

When Little Qiao pulled the trigger, Gao Jianfeng suddenly remembered that it was really her who had those resentful eyes.

"He is my grandfather, my only family, and yet you killed him."

Little Qiao still did not turn around, but tears flowed down her cheeks and seeped into the carpet.

"Only family? What about your parents? "

Gao Jianfeng sat up, looking at the slowly turning Little Qiao and said.

"He died. Eleven years ago, they died in a plane crash. A year and a half ago, my grandfather was my only family, but now …"

For the first time, Little Qiao allowed herself to cry in front of outsiders. The gun in her hand was pointed at Gao Jianfeng.

She did not know that Gao Jianfeng had avoided her earlier, but this time she would not fail again.

"You've also received a year of training in the dark night. You should know very well that assassins have no favors to speak of. Killing is our 'job', and what we're talking about is a great deal of money."

Gao Jianfeng was not afraid, he did not think that little Qiao could do it.

How could he kill a woman who didn't even dare open her eyes?

"Then it's only right that I kill you today. A debt of blood will be paid in blood."

Joe gritted his teeth, but his hands were shaking.

"Of course, when I received my training, I had already anticipated that this day would come sooner or later. You can do it now."

Gao Jianfeng sat down, straightening his chest and said to Little Qiao.

When someone experienced what it meant to live a life worse than death, nothing in the world mattered anymore.

"Of course I will attack. What other intentions do you have left?"

"Wishing? "You mean you want to help me fulfill my final wish?"

Gao Jianfeng laughed. This girl was really silly. What era was it now? Did he think she was still a feudal society?

"Yes, I can wait for you to complete your final wish before killing you."

Little Qiao looked at Gao Jianfeng. She was very clear that she did not have the chance to kill him right now. She had already lost. This loss might cost her her life because he was an assassin.

He will not show mercy, do I really have to go see my family like this?

"I'm afraid I'll never be able to fulfill my wish in this life."

Gao Jianfeng thought for a while before replying with a sad face.

"What do you wish for?"

This was the first time that Little Qiao had spoken to Gao Jianfeng in a questioning manner.

"A woman. The only woman I've ever loved in my life. My wish is to be with her. This is the only wish I'll ever have in my life."

The right corner of Gao Jianfeng's lips curled up, looking like he was mocking or laughing.

"Her name is Yan'er? Chinese? "

Little Qiao was a little out of sorts tonight. He actually asked a few questions in succession. This was completely different from the impression she gave Gao Jianfeng.

"Yes, her real name is Song Ziyan, and before she turned seventeen, she had already married TNS's CEO, Zhuo WeiTing. From that day onwards, he is called Zhuo Ziyan, and … Sigh, it's fine if she doesn't want to say it. In short, that wish of hers is no longer possible now. Not only does she have a seven or eight year old child, she's even with Zhuo WeiTing again. "

Gao Jianfeng sighed.

Although he sounded hurt, there was no sadness in his voice. It was hard to tell if he was teasing Little Qiao on purpose or not.

"In that case, you can only wait for your next life."

As he spoke, his hand reflexively pulled the trigger, and Gao Jianfeng leaped up and threw a kick at Qiao's wrist. The gunshot rang out, but Gao Jianfeng had also grabbed him by the neck.

"Silly girl, when I was drunk and asleep, you didn't even have a chance. Do you think you can have a chance when I wake up?"

Gao Jianfeng did not mean to mock Little Qiao by saying this. He just wanted her to see the truth. She had no chance of killing him, at least for now.

"Make your move. Before I became your maid, I was determined to die. Make your move."

Little Qiao closed her eyes, looking as if she was taking things for granted.

"I won't do the loss business. Whether it's bullets or knives, I'll have to put in a lot of effort unless you are willing to pay me."

Gao Jianfeng threw the gun back onto the bed and smiled at Qiao Xie.