Chapter 1031 never had much conscience

When he got rid of him, he left without knowing that there was a car accident behind him, let alone that Lu Yuanya died.

Hearing this, Li Feihuan was stunned for a few seconds. Obviously, he didn't expect Huo Jingchen to be deaf.

But he didn't question that.

He knew Huo Jingchen, just as Huo Jingchen knew him, and he knew that he didn't care to lie about it.

So, when Yaya died, the culprit didn't know from the beginning to the end?

Li Feihuan just thought it funny!

Huo Jingchen once again said, "she really died because of me. I can make a big break today. If you involve Qing Qing in the future, don't blame me for my ruthlessness. After all, you should know that I have no conscience. " Li Feihuan's eyes were a little red. He always thought that Huo Jingchen's indifference pushed Xiaoya away and turned to leave. It was because of this that he delayed the best treatment time, so Xiaoya would die completely.

But I didn't expect that Huo Jingchen was the one who didn't know from the beginning to the end.

Oh, that's ridiculous.

Huo Jingchen turns his head and looks at his men. He immediately throws a gun into his hand. After taking the gun, Huo opens the magazine and withdraws all the bullets in the gun. At last, only one is left in.

Huo Jingchen threw the gun to Li Feihuan and said in a deep voice: "I have never been nice to Lu Yuanya, but she has been pestering me. If you insist on putting this debt on my head, I only recognize half of it, but you calculate Qing Qing several times, and I will settle this debt with you. " Li Feihuan takes Huo Jingchen's gun, even when he understands what he means.

In fact, it's hard to clear the right and wrong for a long time, but when they get to the present stage, they have to end up with the death of one person.

Li Feihuan raises his gun and points it at Huo Jingchen.

Zhao Siqing's heart was raised in an instant. The palm of his hand exuded a layer of cold. Jiang Jingming, who pulled at his side, said softly, "think of a way."

Jiang Jingming wrung his brow and his tone was somewhat ruffian: "if we can make an end now, it's the best result. Otherwise, if we don't stop pestering, we don't know how much trouble we have to cause."

Zhao Siqing is silent. Of course, she knows that Jiang Jingming is right.

If it is difficult to make an end now, the feud between the two will only grow deeper and deeper, and eventually become a dead knot that can no longer be resolved.

No one can guarantee that Li Feihuan will be soft to himself next time, and Huo Jingchen will be so lucky to see through his scheme.

Li Feihuan has already pulled the trigger.

The mechanical rotation makes a crisp sound, no bullets are fired, which makes everyone feel relieved slowly.

Old lady Huo stood by on crutches, apparently without the intention of stepping in, but looked at the scene with a dignified look.

Li Feihuan smiles and throws the gun back to Huo Jingchen.

Zhao Siqing seemed to realize something. He turned to Jiang Jingming and said, "there are several bullets in a gun."

Jiang Jingming looked at Huo Jingchen's gun and said slowly, "this model should have five rounds."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was in a trance. He became more and more nervous. He held his heart tightly. Even because he was too nervous, his stomach seemed to ache.

Huo Jingchen pointed the gun at Li Feihuan and fired a casual shot, which was obviously not on his mind.

It was still a shot in the air, but Zhao Siqing was still nervous.