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"Oh my god, the blood... the pistol... killed people!"

In the restless crowd, a scream suddenly exploded.

People panicked instantly, and Shang Xin woke up suddenly from the daze because of this voice!

Interested people rush over, wanting to take a look at the excitement

Shang Xin fumbled, picked up the pistol on the ground, and swept it at the crowd: "Go away, get out, I will kill anyone who dares to come over..." [

People all backed away in fright.

Blood flowed all over the floor, eyes were bright red, Shang Xin crawled up to Feng Chengling on his knees, and held his head: "Ling, what's wrong with you, Ling, don't scare me... Ling, I didn't mean it, I It really wasn't intentional... Ling you wake up..."

She cried and roared, as if she had completely collapsed, and yelled at the crowd: "Call the doctor, call the doctor! Go and call the doctor, or I will kill you all!"

At the gate of the departure hall, the security guards who heard the news dispersed the crowd.

One of them wanted to persuade Shang Xin, but before he got close, "Boom", he was shot in front of his feet.

"Don't come here, don't come close, I'll kill anyone who gets close to me." Shang Xin is like a crazy gambler. She has already put her life on the line, and she is not afraid of killing a few more people before she dies. "I want to see you." Xiao Qi, let her come to see Xiao Qi from my flight N3651, let her see me..."

"Okay, let's call someone right now, wait, don't get excited, don't shoot randomly!"

Shang Xin came here today to die.

She had predicted that the assassination would fail, so let me tell you, anyway, she didn't want to live anymore!

But she couldn't think of it...

Unexpectedly...

Sitting on her knees, she dragged Feng Chengling's head onto her knees, immediately dyeing her knees red.

She hugged her tightly: "Ling, Ling, don't hate me...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Big tears fell down, hitting Feng Chengling's face, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was getting colder and colder little by little.

Blood was pouring out from the muzzle of the gun all over his face, and the beige sweater on his hair was dyed a strange red.

Obviously, it is impossible for him to open his eyes again...