This villain's style is crooked

boom--!

The bullet cut through the air and went straight to Lu Yuan's chest.Gale novel

The bodyguard, who had already recovered, flew forward to push the opponent away, but someone was one step faster than him.

A beautiful figure stood in front of the man.

Lu Yuan's pupils suddenly tightened.

Almost at the moment when he hugged the girl, he seemed to be sucked out of all his strength, and he knelt down on the ground limply.

A trickle of heat flowed down from his palm.

The dripping blood dripped to the ground and gathered into a pool of blood at an extremely fast speed.

There was a buzzing in my ears.

The world in Lu Yuan's eyes instantly turned gray, leaving only the ever-expanding patch of red.

He struggled to get up, staggered, but hugged the girl tightly, speaking incoherently:

"I, I'll take you to the hospital, don't be afraid, you'll be fine, I'm here, it's going to be fine."

"It's useless..."

The heart hit, and she was holding on to her last breath with the last remaining demon power.

Lucha smiled lightly.

Blood gushes out from the pink lips, dyed a bit gorgeous:

"I'm in so much pain, Mr. Lu...I don't want to move anymore..."

Lu Yuan's staggering steps stopped suddenly.

The dull and lifeless eyes were glowing with a blurred red.

Tears fell silently.

Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Lu Yuan..."

She rarely called his name.

Always smilingly call him Mr. Lu.

It seems that this is a nickname between the two.

Seeing the little girl's fingertips moving slightly on her body, Lu Yuan immediately came back to his senses.

He lowered his head obediently, and put his ear to it.

Lucha raised her face lightly.

Lips wet with blood kissed the side of his face.

It used to be warm and soft, but now it is extraordinarily hot.

That faint but sweet voice was mixed with a hint of banter:

"How does the devil... how does he deserve love?"

Lu Yuan froze suddenly.

He stared blankly at Lu Cha with a bright smile.

For a moment, it was like a heavy stone was pressed against his chest.

Only her words turned into sharp knives, pierced through all obstacles, and ruthlessly pierced into his heart, smashing the lump of flesh and blood wantonly.

But with every stroke of the knife, what fell was her name.

"why......"

There was a blank look on Lu Yuan's face.

The crystal clear teardrops rolled even more violently.

"Is it because I used to scare you often, and you blame me for never apologizing to you..."

"I left you alone at the wedding, deliberately making everyone laugh at you..."

"I let the vicious dogs try to sneak up on you while you were pruning flowers..."

He intermittently talked about the things he had done, earnestly looking for the point that he made the little girl unhappy.

Until the cool fingertips touched his trembling lips.

Lu Cha looked at him quietly, feeling a little regretful in her heart.

If she didn't want to make the little villain suffer as much as the original owner, she would rather kill him herself.

Feeling that the remaining trace of demon power was about to dissipate, Lu Cha's clear apricot eyes were full of evil:

"Lu Yuan, I wish you every day in the future."

"You must live in repentance."

"Goodbye......"

Before she could finish the last word, Lu Cha's hand dropped powerlessly.

The corners of the lips are raised contentedly.

It seemed that death was a kind of relief for her.

Lu Yuan held the little girl's body blankly.

Eyes lose focus.

Like a mutilated puppet abandoned by someone, motionless.

a long time.

A bodyguard walked over cautiously and asked in a low voice:

"Sir, Wang Qikun, what should I do?"

Behind.

Wang Qikun was pushed down to the ground again, and his mouth was blocked by bodyguards when he wanted to curse.

Lu Yuan walked over slowly.

Blood fell down the little girl's body, and blossoming blood flowers bloomed at his feet.

Wang Qikun stared at Lu Yuan with hatred.

When his eyes touched the girl in the other party's arms, a flash of guilt flashed in his eyes.

a few days ago.

Zhang Huaihao was imprisoned.

He thought his revenge plan would fail, but the girl found him in the dilapidated bungalow.

Not only gave him a gun, but also said that he would help him.

But whether it can be done or not depends on him.

Anyway, he has survived for so long, and now Lu Yuan is frantically looking for him, and there is no way he can escape the country, so why not just stay and give it a try.

The big deal is death.

But he didn't think so.

In the end, it was not Lu Yuan who killed, but the person who helped him.

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Wang Qikun moved his eyes unnaturally, and exhaled deeply.

There is no sadness or fear as expected, only calm and calm.

Nothing more than being tortured to death by Lu Yuan.

Hidden for so long, hated for so long.

In fact, he was also a little tired.

not to mention.

Lu Yuan's pain now is no less than that of him back then.

Wang Qikun mockingly looked at the man who had lost his soul.

This is all, retribution!

Unexpected.

Lu Yuan passed him and walked towards the manor step by step.

A misty and choked voice came, as if it was about to disperse with the wind:

"Kill it."

Not important anymore.

Miss Lin is gone.

Everything is not important anymore.

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manor.

Uncle Zhou looked at Lu Yuan who was covered in blood in shock.

When You Qi found the silent girl in his arms, Uncle Zhou unconsciously glanced upstairs and opened his mouth.

What flows out is not words, but tears.

Miss Lin, you've been staying in the room all the time...

Plop—the half-centenarian man knelt on the ground.

Self-blame, guilt, remorse, like the bone-chilling sea water, flooded his whole body at this moment, trembling uncontrollably:

"I'm sorry sir...I'm sorry..."

"It's my fault that I didn't keep an eye on Miss Lin..."

Uncle Zhou raised his hand to wipe his tears, but he couldn't wipe them clean.

Slowly, he bent down and put his head on the ground, covering his face.

The rickety body overflowed with desperate cries.

That little granddaughter who would call him grandpa, who would act like a baby with him, and who would give him half of the delicious food, just like that...will I never see you again...

As if remembering something, Uncle Zhou suddenly stood up on the ground, stumbled and ran upstairs, muttering to himself:

"I promised Miss Lin, I will let her out when the husband comes back..."

Soon.

There was the sound of planks being split.

Lu Yuan ignored it.

He just hugged the little girl and sat on the sofa.

Intimately, rubbing against her cold cheek.

In his eyes, there was a dead silence.

"Let's go and see the surprise I prepared for you, shall we?"

"But before that, we have to wait."

Lu Yuan paused for a moment, as if he heard the little girl's answer, he smiled helplessly, and pampered her gently on the bridge of the nose:

"Then I'll make it faster."

Go for it, catch up with your pace.