Su Susu, the Mysterious Male God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 53 The Love and Enmity of the Rich and the Black Hearted Boss (52)
The world seemed to stand still in a breath.

His eyes locked on her delicate face, but she only saw those deep and unpredictable eyes.

then.

"Pa—" broke the silence.

It's still empty? !
"Have you played enough?" Yan Wu said suddenly, and kicked the man away with an elbow.

A sudden wave of dizziness came over me.

Her already pale face lost even more color.

Huo Chenyan stretched out his hand, just about to stabilize him——

The girl turned her wrist, and the missing bullet appeared inexplicably in her palm.

Lightning.

She loaded the bullet into the gun, raised it, and pointed it straight at the man's temple.

"Is it fun?"

Yan Wu looked at him with a chuckle, and coughed weakly.

Blood gushed out of the mouth, and was pressed down by the beautiful lips, bright red.

The man's eyes dimmed.

obviously.

She hadn't loaded the second pistol at all just now.

Under the monitoring of many pairs of eyes, no one noticed this hand.

Even he... didn't.

"I lost this round."

After a while, Huo Chenyan hooked his thin lips and subdued him neatly.

"Mr. Huo, what do you want to do?"

Yan Wu did not let go.

The other party's series of actions obviously can no longer be described as sick.

at this time.

The roaring Huo Yirong and Huo Jin were dragged away.

All the men in black followed suit.

There were only two people left in the secret room.

Eyes collided.

Huo Chenyan sighed, instead of answering her question, he asked instead.

"Girl, do you know why I didn't kill them directly?"

While speaking, he stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and there was another look of compassion in his brows.

The corners of Yan Wu's lips raised slightly, but said.

"Isn't it because you enjoy the torture process?"

She never believed his superficial appearance.

"Yes." The man's thin lips curved deeper, and he admitted it.

Falling from heaven to hell is the most painful.

This is a lesson his mother taught him.

So in the past 20 years, when he had the opportunity to take revenge tomorrow morning, he had to wait until the most beautiful moment of the two of them.

It sounds very bad.

but……

"After listening to my experience, don't you feel anything?"

The man asked again, his eyes fixed on the girl without blinking.

At this time, his handsome side face was faintly visible under the dim light.

In the haze, it seems to show three points of depression...

There is an almost sad quality to it.

If it appears in pictorials or on the screen, I'm afraid it will attract the pity of countless girls——

Perhaps, in their fantasy with themselves as the protagonist.

They can always warm a handsome man with a gloomy past with love, and let him walk out of the haze with selfless care.

can.

For Yan Wu - "No."

She looked at him calmly, with only a trace of puzzlement in her eyes.

Everyone's experiences have shaped who they are today.

Huo Chenyan clearly has no dissatisfaction with his current situation, let alone needs any mercy.

Even if in the eyes of others, his current personality is problematic, so what?
It has nothing to do with her.

So... "How should I feel?"

Yan Wu asked back, her tone natural and indifferent.

Huo Chenyan laughed out loud.

"Girl, your answer..." He sighed again, and moved closer to her, without any scruples about the gun on his head.

"I'm really very satisfied."

The man said, looking at the girl in front of him.

strong enough.

tough enough.

Ruthless enough.

After this last trial, he was finally sure that this kind of her was the best...companion in his mind.

"Marry me, huh?"

Therefore, the man said without hesitation, and the tone of his rhetorical question was full of doubt.

Didn't realize how abrupt this was.

The young girl's eyes narrowed and she suddenly paused.

What unfolds?

Didn’t you say you won’t develop relationships?
But it was just a moment.

In the next second, the unhappiness of being forced and deceived by mortals welled up in my heart.

She instantly pulled the trigger on him.

"dream."

　-

　　PS.
　　Thank you Mo Tata, the confused author for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)