Chapter 1112

Eyes muddy, so many years of emotional release, so that his heart can not bear, beating up violently. The effect of the tranquilizer restrained his heart again, and there was only a sharp pain in his heart.

It's too painful to breathe. Wang Fuqu looks at Yang Zhen's pulling the muzzle of the gun to his chin. He blurs his mouth and says, "open... Open... Shoot... It's time for me to... Go..." Wang Fuqu frowns and stares at Yang Zhen.

He didn't know what to do to make himself at ease. The crime he redeemed from his mother for his father had been cleared. Whether Yang Zhen is dead or alive is meaningless to him.

Yang Zhen seems to have decided to die, stubbornly pulling the muzzle of the gun on his chin, the mouth has no strength to speak again, can only open and close, and then say the two words, "shoot!"

A firework is blooming in the sky of Dala palace, and a gunshot is heard in the room of Dala palace. All the past dust settled, all the crime with a shot ended. But that's just Wang Fuqu and Yang Zhen.

The real attack outside is on! The sound of the gun awakened Mu Xue, who was in a coma. Wang Fuqu's feet could no longer support him. He stood here, half lying under Yang Zhen's operating table. Mu Xue wakes up to see a corpse lying beside her.

Wang Fuqu holds a gun in his hand and splashes Yang Zhen's blood on his face, but it's not so scary. Because his face is full of sad expression, one side of the doctor saw muxue wake up to check her condition.

Mu Xue pushes him away and falls to the ground. He said in horror, "where is this? Who are you? Why am I here? " She curled up in the corner like a child of several years old.

The doctor didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Wang Fuqu. Wang Fu Qu put down the gun in hand, looked to Mu Xue, told her the cause and effect, the operating room was quiet.

Muxue seems to have a dream. At the beginning of the dream, she appears in the garden of Sucheng. When she wakes up, she appears in Dala palace.

All the details in her mind can't remember, like a dream, wake up can't remember what he did in the dream. In fact, this is the effect of tranquilizers, a large number of tranquilizers also make muxue's brain suffer certain damage.

She couldn't remember why she was here or who she was. Wang Fuqu stood up slowly, his legs trembling, and a lot of sedatives made him unable to gain strength from his body.

But he still wants to stand up, he wants to do the last thing, and he can go after it. Only to see Wang Fu Qu slowly turned to look at the death of Yang Zhen on the operating table, a trace of sadness on his face.

Reach out to cover the white cloth on Yang Zhen's body and cover his face. It's the last ride for him. After all this, Wang Fuqu picked up the submachine gun on the ground. He didn't even have the strength to pick up the gun.

Several times I tried to put my hand on my temple, but I didn't succeed. Mu Xue, hiding in the corner, sees his intention and goes forward to snatch the gun from Wang Fu Qu, although she knows that she was caught here by him.

But muxue always felt that Wang Fuqu was not as bad as he said. At least at the last moment, he was willing to exchange blood for her, which showed that his heart was not as bad as he said.

Wang Fuqu collapsed beside the operating table. He couldn't hold on and fainted.