372 “After Fast Traveling and Sleeping with the Villain” World 9, Amnesia Lovers (62)

“Only one chance.”

He Quan repeated it.

The muzzle of the gun moved between the three of them, and lingered on each of them for a few seconds.

He Quan is such a person. He enjoys the pleasure of teasing his prey, which can satisfy his twisted self-esteem.

Excellent marksmanship is also born in such a state.

Not to save people, but to kill people, so that they can better enjoy the pleasure of killing people.

Luo Chi did not dare to take it lightly, time was not on their side, even though everything that could be done had been done, and the rest was just a matter of resignation.

Turning his eyes, he met Xue Xue’s eyes.

Silence is better than sound.

No one can remain indifferent when their lives are hanging by a thread.

Cold sweat slowly secreted from Luo Chi’s forehead, covering his skin bit by bit.

He gritted his teeth sharply.

Xu Shi saw Luo Chi’s expression finally changed, and He Quan smiled happily.

The trigger that had been half-locked suddenly released again, as if it was considering who to fire the bullet at, and the shiny black gun body swayed slightly.

“Hmm…who should I fight?”

He slowly aimed at Xue Xue, pressing the barrel of the gun slightly downward.

“Xue Manqing, tell me, when I fire this shot, will Luo Chi pounce on Yang Liu’er, or will you?”

Xue Xue stared at him.

It’s not that I’m not scared at all, I’m not frightened at all.

But the moment he showed his emotions, he lost.

In fact, even now that the effects of the drug have almost completely worn off, she is still sitting half limp on the ground, not entirely because of acting, but because she only has half of the control over this body.

The blood flowed slowly, the moment of dying, the suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe before the darkness was approaching, all of which made Xue Xue use up all his strength just to keep from suddenly collapsing.

Can’t think any more.

He Quan hates the current Xue Manqing.

A prey that cannot satisfy the hunter.

But he knew Xue Manqing’s weakness.

Malice seeped out from the corners of the man’s eyes and between his brows, making the unattractive face even more eerie and eerie, like a skull appearing on a full moon night. There was no soul on the pale skeleton, only black gaps.

He Quan immediately lost interest.

“Remember, don’t blame me. If you want to blame, blame Long Ao.”

The gun body slowly moved to the left.

“He made me do it. I had no choice.”

As the words fell, the trigger was pulled at the same time.

“Ah!”

Yang Liuer closed her eyes, and the piercing screams echoed through the sky.

He Quan opened his eyes in disbelief, staring at the blood-stained holes in his hands.

There were also curls of white smoke rising upwards.

Before the pain paralyzed his nerves, he turned his neck stiffly.

The man walking out of the dark night had a handsome face and a tall figure. The hem of his camel-colored windbreaker was raised, making Long Ao look like a statue that had walked out of an art gallery, cold and unhuman.

He also held a gun in his hand, but his posture was completely different from He Quan’s in a calm and elegant manner.

It had always been like this, He Quan was always the one who couldn’t hold his head high in front of Long Ao.

Even if they call each other uncle and nephew.

“You really disappoint me.” Long Ao put his leather-gloved left hand on the muzzle of the gun, feeling the heat that burst out in an instant, and he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.”Too much nonsense, a taboo among military strategists. You told me this, why did you forget it first?”

Release your left hand, blow gently, and the boat passes without a trace.

In He Quan’s still shocked eyes, Long Ao’s voice was as ethereal as a ghost, seemingly there but not at all, but it reached the depths of people’s hearts.

“It seems that Uncle He is really old. Maybe it’s time to take good care of himself. It’s not in vain that you take care of me like this, right?”

No near misses.

Xue Xue thought that only those who have experienced it personally can know how valuable these four words are.

Her back was soaked with sweat. After Ah Chen came to untie the hemp rope for her, Xue Xue realized how badly her hands were shaking.

No one has a perfect plan, and even if there were, that person wouldn’t be her.

Xue Manqing’s memory has helped her in some ways and restricted her in some ways, but just like everyone is unique, experiences cannot be copied, memories cannot be replaced, and no life trajectory will be exactly the same. The deviation caused by the butterfly effect can make a difference of thousands of miles.

He Quanhui shot himself.

Xue Xue is convinced.

During the investigation of He Quan entrusted to Lao Xu, there were several very precious videos. Although most of them were copied from monitors, they were enough for Xue Xue to figure out He Quan’s habits.

Before shooting at the real target, he would always make a feint. For example, in his previous life, he seemed to be shooting at Yang Liu’er, but in fact the bullet was fired at Luo Chi.

That’s why Luo Chi pounced on Yang Liu’er, and Xue Manqing pounced on Luo Chi.

It was as if fate had put the three of them together with an invisible chain.

What He Quan loves most in his life is to play the role of controlling the fate of others.

But maybe he never thought that in the end, he couldn’t even control his own destiny.

It’s both ironic and sad.

“Xue Xue?”

When she heard a familiar male voice calling her name, she raised her eyes and met Luo Chi’s worried gaze.