Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Since this woman will never love her, as long as she is alive, he can't stop loving her, it will throb forever—

It might as well have jumped her with a single shot.

If she is dead, she will not suffer anymore, and if his heart is dead, he can forget about her.

The muzzle of the gun moved down slowly, facing the position of Bai Yunshang's heart——

His shooting ability is absolutely one-shot kill. [

Bai Yunshang's face was pale, and she didn't have a trace of fear from the beginning to the end, just looking at him without fear.Every time the muzzle moved down a little, her face became more pale, but her composure remained the same.

She doesn't want to die, she is timid by nature, greedy for life and afraid of death.

I tried my best to live, to survive, to enjoy life...

But God just wanted to play a joke on her.

close your eyes-

He wanted to kill her, and she couldn't escape.And she may die after 4 months due to her illness...

Since he will die sooner or later, it is better to die now.

"Crack", Sikong Zeye fired that shot, but it was empty, with no bullets left!

In the burst of shooting just now, all the bullets were knocked out.

Sikong Zeye's hands trembled, the palms were covered with sweat, and even his heart became cold in an instant.

I can't imagine that if this shot was not empty, if it was really fired, the consequences...

In his mind, the scene that stimulated him appeared again, especially Bai Yunshang's words that stimulated him, which kept echoing.

[Because his is not as thick and hard as yours...] [Because his is not as thick and hard as you...] [Because his is not as thick and hard as you...] [Because his is not as thick and hard as you Thick and hard...] [Because his is not as thick and hard as yours...] [Because his is not as thick and hard as you...]

Sikong Zeye let out a low growl, as if his head was in severe pain.

He held his head with one hand, waved his hand vigorously, and the gun was thrown into the swimming pool.

Ma Zai breathed a sigh of relief: "Young master, you drank too much and went to rest?"

It's not that he is reluctant to let this woman die, but he is afraid that if this woman really dies, Sikong Zeye will regret it endlessly for the rest of his life if he calms down.

"Bring your gun!" Sikong Zeye said in a cold voice.

Ma Zai was surprised——[

Sikong Zeye raised his voice: "Don't make me repeat it a second time!"

There was an inevitable majesty in his voice, telling everyone that he had made up his mind.