Chapter 691

The air is filled with the feeling of despair, which makes people anxious.

I squatted in the corner again, covering my ears with my hands. I didn't know whether I was expecting or afraid of the gunshot.

But it should be done.

You want me to die, I want him to die.

I don't want to see anyone die again. This long-standing hate tug of war has been going on for a long time.

I closed my eyes and said to Sang Qi, "take me."

Nan Huaijin's personality, he did not kill Huojia, never give up.

I don't know if it's going to be a third shot.

Her tears, don't know is for sang Shixi and flow, or for ash and flow.

Huojia, like a puppet, just hugged Ashe tightly, his face close to his, tears streaming down his face.

I saw Nan Huaijin come to Huo Jia from the fingers of Sang Qi and put the gun against Huo Jia's head.

I heard the sound of Nan Huaijin loading the bullet: "Huojia, someone helps you block the gun, this gun is not counted."

"No." I held his hand, his hand covering my eyes was not loose, but his steps stopped.

Sang Qi covered my eyes: "I'll take you out."

Blood, from Ashe's chest flow out, spread out, in his chest opened a blood colored flower.

This was the first time she spoke after shooting Sanshi. She knelt down and hugged Ashe's head: "Ashe!"

"Ash!"

Huojia is safe and sound. Ashe, who stands in front of her, gets a shot in the chest and falls down.

I looked back in surprise from sangqi's arms and saw that Nan Huaijin was facing Huojia with a gun in her hand.

Until, another shot.

My mind is very confused, think a lot, and it seems that nothing.

Even if Sanchi wasn't dead, he wouldn't tell us.

And maybe we will never know where the sugar is or whether it's alive.

Sang Qi has been holding me tightly. I'm sorry that he can't explain to Mr. sang.

It took me a long time to recover, and my stomach turned up again and again with sour water.

The hateful person in my heart has disappeared. It's really empty.

Maybe sang Shixi has been in my life for a long time. Suddenly, this person pulled away from my life, and I suddenly felt empty.

My hand didn't hold the cup. It slipped from my hand and fell to the ground.

Sang Shixi should be in the rescue, he should have arranged in advance, Huojia killed him can also escape.

I don't think it's bloody.

"Calm down and drink some water." A cup of warm water on my lips, I took over and drank.

"Mulberry flag." I buried my face in his clothes, and my voice was out of tune: "Huojia killed sang Shixi, maybe he will die this time."

In front of my eyes is sangshixi chest gurgling blood.

I threw myself into his arms and put my face on his chest.

Into the room where sang Qi and Nan Huaijin are, sang Qi is waiting for me at the door.

They went into the ward immediately, and I took Huojia away.

The sound of footsteps came from behind. Huo Jia finally got up from the ground and came to me. When we walked out of the ward, the guard immediately came. I leaned against the wall and said to him, "call a doctor."

If you don't, you may not be able to leave.

I tottered to the door, holding the doorknob. Without looking back, I said to Huo Jia, "don't you go yet?"

This is my promise to Sang Shixi. Even if I want Wei Lan to fall and die, I have to promise sang Shixi.

"I dare not say that I will take care of Wei Lan, but at least I will let her live well."

I know he's worried about Wei Lan. Without sang Shixi, Wei Lan's spirit is expected to collapse. Not to mention that she has been domineering and harmed a lot of people before, I'm afraid she will not be able to be alone in the future.

He can't speak any more. I don't dare to turn around and look at him again. I'm afraid his appearance at the moment will be printed in my mind all my life.

I turned around and sang Shixi seemed to have exhausted all his strength behind me: "summer solstice, my mother..."

he wanted to leave the final dignity in front of me. Even if I hated him, I could still do this little request.

His voice at the moment is not very clear: "summer solstice, get out!"

He's spitting blood. He's spitting blood out.

"Sanshi," I didn't know what I was going to say, but I immediately shut up, because I saw blood rushing out of his mouth.

"Summer solstice," he said softly, "go out, don't look at me like this."

He was looking at me, looking at me with the gentle eyes he always looked at me.

"Sang Shixi..." I opened my mouth in a hoarse voice. His eyelids moved and then opened.But I'm afraid this shot has already killed Sanshi.

I watched sang Shixi's face turn white bit by bit. The gun hit him in the heart. Huojia didn't shoot him in the head. It can be seen that she left a feeling for his men, or a thought for herself.

Huo Jiazhen shot. I can stand on my bed with my hands.

I almost crawled over and looked at the bed. Sang Shixi was lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed. He looked very peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep. If it wasn't for the round hole in the white sheet covered by his body that was gurgling with blood.

Huo Jiazhen shot sang Shixi. I thought she wouldn't do it. My legs were soft and my throat was tight. I couldn't speak, as if someone had pinched my throat.

It took me a long time to look back at her. Huo Jia was sitting on the ground with a gun in his hand. I looked at the bed again, and the blood trickled down from the bed and dropped on Huo Jia's side. The little makes the most of the money and it became a small river.

After the gunshot, there was a dead silence. I only heard Huojia gasping loudly and the sound of her falling to the ground.

She finally shot.

Huojia shot.

The sound of the gun was muffled. It was small enough to be heard clearly.

Huo Jia gritted her teeth and cried out this sentence. Before I heard it, I heard a dull gunshot.

"Sang Shixi, when I stepped here today, I made up my mind to kill you. I told myself that Huo Jia loved the wrong person and believed the wrong person. I hope we will never meet in the next life!"

"After all, I am a prisoner, and my visiting time is limited. I only give you this one chance, that is to say, you only have one chance to kill me. I don't give everyone this chance."

In this very chaotic atmosphere, I heard sang Shixi say.

Hatred between people, like cobwebs, seems to be slender, can be easily brushed away.

However, if you wind it on your face and hair, you can't pick it clean for a long time. You always feel uncomfortable when you wind it on your body.

Hatred is like this, as if the spider silk entangled itself.