Even when I first met him, he was a high-ranking and inhuman instructor, and never looked at him with such lukewarm eyes.

Mu yuan's hands trembled slightly.

I'm sorry!

Jack, I'm sorry!

He doesn't know why this scene happened. It shouldn't have happened. It's just a problem that can be solved with a sum of money. No one should pay his life for it, no one!

"Who shot?"

For a long time, Mu yuan heard Jack's restrained and cold voice, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

"Do you know who is in your arms?"

Mu yuan seemed to have lost his mind, but he had to listen.

"He is my cousin's son, the only son, Lehman Anderson." Jack's veins jumped violently on the back of his hand. "It's Wesley's favorite brother and I. He has a bad temper and is very grumpy. I've taught him many times, but he's not bad hearted. He's a good boy."

His voice, word by word, seemed to come from hell, "he is only twenty-one years old this year, younger than you."

Mu yuan couldn't explain all this at all. His legs were in the yellow sand, kneeling numbly. Jack looked at him coldly, "take your hands away, don't touch him."

Mu yuan looked at Jack calmly and saw a scarlet haze in his icy blue eyes.

He knew Jack for so many years, and saw him for the first time... Tears in his eyes.

But so restrained and forbearing.

Mu yuan's internal organs were bleeding and in pain. He gently put Lehman on the ground. Jack picked up his matching gun, and the clip fell into his hand. The original clip was full of bullets, leaving only three bullets.

Jack clenched the gun with both hands and almost crushed it.

"You killed me." Mu Yuan said.

Jack forbeared and forbeared, but never forbeared. A fist hit Mu yuan's face. Mu yuan was knocked over by him, and the corner of his lip instantly bled. Jack roared, "who fired the gun?"

Mu yuan was silent.

"My brother is grumpy and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Even if he ties Shanning, there is only a reason. He will never kill him for no reason. Besides, I have let him release."

He grabbed Mu yuan's collar with one hand, and his voice seemed to penetrate Mu yuan's eardrum, "I've let him let go, why do I want his life!"

"Sorry!" Mu yuan's voice choked.

Jack hit Mu yuan's face with another fist. In a rage, he tried his best. Jack's eyes seemed to eat him, and a tear fell. He wiped his face, like the roar of people sitting in the abyss for hundreds of years, "Xiao Yuan, where am I sorry for you?"

Mu yuan listened numbly.

Stop talking, stop talking.

"How can you lay your hands on this face?"

Stop talking, please, stop talking!

Mu yuan was roaring in his heart, but he couldn't say a word. He couldn't say an excuse. Shanning just saved him from the desert, and it was self-defense. It was originally a tragic tragedy.

How could he say that Shanning fired the gun? Shanning was still lying on the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Mu yuan walked slowly past, as if they were close in the old days. He gently leaned against his chest, stretched one hand to his waist, and clasped the other hand to his waist.

Hard, beneficial psoas muscle.

Mu yuan pulls out his gun. Rao Shi at this time, Jack is also indifferent. He lets him pull out the gun and gives him full trust. Mu yuan turns the handle of the gun and whispers, "kill me."

I'll pay for his life!

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