The Queen of Gossip

He was already dazzled by anger and despair, and he couldn't choose what to say.

"Xichen, it's not what you think!" Su Wanqing was anxious, and explained, "I owe that child too much, I..."

"I don't care about anyone except you. He is just an insignificant outsider. You have already left me once for him!" Luo Xichen roared.

Su Wanqing's face was full of pain, and she was still struggling.

"It's just one person's death. I have killed countless people, and you have already killed people. If you want to get something, you must sacrifice. Why don't you understand?"

Su Wanqing's mind is about to explode, no, she doesn't want to listen to such arguments, she can't do it!

And at this moment, she saw a scene that frightened her.

Tuo smiled at her, and then slammed into the dagger in Hoshino Huang's hand. In an instant, at least two-thirds of the trachea was cut, and blood gushed out.

Tuo was determined to die.

There is no pain, no unwillingness, and the dark red eyes are unprecedentedly peaceful.

Sister Wan Qing, in this way, I won't be your burden.

When Tuo fell down, he looked at Hoshino Huang with sarcasm.

The dark red eyes seemed to be talking again: Besides holding me hostage, what other skills do you have?waste!

"Tuo!"

Su Wanqing's eyes became blood red, her mind was in a daze, and her reason was completely annihilated. She struggled desperately, wanting to get out of the arms that held her captive. There was only one belief in her mind:

Tuo is dead!Tuo is dead!don't want!do not do that!do not die!

"Tuo——" she called the child's name hysterically, and hit her chest hard on the back with her elbow.

"Wanqing, don't go!" Luo Xichen endured the pain in his chest and pulled her as hard as he could.

And at this moment, Chris behind Luo Xichen shouted with a scorched face: "Boss, they have started to fire, our firepower is not enough, we have to start retreating!"

Luo Xichen's face also became anxious. He was desperate, but in order to take her away, he couldn't even lose his life.

"Wan Qing, come with me!" He dragged her back even harder.

Su Wanqing's eyes were full of blood, the two-thirds of her throat was broken, and Tuo Anran's smile, her heart almost burst.

Luo Xichen was still urging and dragging her, while on the other side, Xingye Huang's face was full of panic, his hostage killed himself!His chips are gone!

Su Wanqing suddenly stopped struggling, and called softly: "Xichen—"

"Huh?" Her gentle call immediately softened his heart.

Su Wanqing turned around, smiled softly at him, and while he was in a daze, suddenly raised her hand, and slashed fiercely at the back of Luo Xichen's neck.

"You—" The ice eyes were full of disbelief.

Luo Xichen's eyes darkened, and he fell softly into Su Wanqing's arms.

"I'm sorry." She pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips, and then handed him over to the dazed Chris, "Take your boss back to Italy, and never come back again!"

"But—" Chris looked anxious.

Su Wanqing shouted sharply: "Do you all want to die here? You are already surrounded!"

After she finished speaking, she ran towards the direction where Tuo fell without moving her head.

Su Wanqing tore off a corner of the wedding dress, wrapped it tightly around Tuo's neck, and poked his fingers towards the tip of his nose, still breathing.

"Huang, tell your people to stop and let Xichen go back."