Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 1217 Did he admit the wrong person? (43)

Ou Yimo saw him buckle the pistol coldly, subconsciously took half a step back.

The man in front of her was no longer the man she knew.Not anymore.

Not even a drop of love from the past is gone.

A terrible panic flitted across her eyes.

"You said, she came to look for you!?" Zhan Nanjue looked at Ou Yimo coldly.

Ou Yimo said: "At that time you were having sex with me, and she saw the whole process. I wanted to say hello to her, but unfortunately she ran away first."

A look of pain flashed across Zhan Nanjue's pupils.

Ou Yimo sneered: "Are you blaming me? You should be blaming yourself. After all, you are the one who betrayed. My heart betrayed me, and my body betrayed her!"

"Ou Yimo, you crazy woman!!" Zhan Nanjue yelled at her.

"She took you away from me, and she deserves it." Ou Yimo smiled. "You don't know how desperate her eyes were at that time. If it wasn't because I was busy with you, I would definitely take a picture of it for you to appreciate."

Zhan Nanjue held the gun tightly, and another shot hit her shoulder again, penetrating.

Ou Yimo's eyes widened in shock, with despair in her eyes:
"You shot me twice, Zhan Nanjue, you are really good, do you dare to shoot again? Kill me! You have the guts to kill me!"

"The shot just now was based on the love of 18 years. What about this shot now? Why do you still save my life? It's because you dare not?"

"Didn't you say that all your life you have to do good deeds, save lives and heal the wounded? I would like to know if your conscience will be at ease in this life with human life in your hands!"

She was sure that he wouldn't dare, but today he doesn't seem to be the usual Zhan Nanjue at all.

She saw him slowly buckle the pistol, as if he was really going to kill her at any moment.

At this moment, the little assistant just broke into the room, seeing this scene, she was so frightened that she lost her mind.

"Ah..." the little assistant screamed.

Zhan Nanjue glanced at the little assistant.The little assistant covered her lips in fright.

She saw Gong Shirao being pushed down by Ou Yimo with her own eyes. She didn't know if Zhan Nanjue knew something and came to seek revenge from them. If she shouted out and she was beaten by Ou Yimo, she would definitely Be her scapegoat.

Zhan Nanjue told the little assistant that his legs were so weak that he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and he couldn't make a sound, and looked at Ou Yimo coldly.

Ou Yimo's shoulder was still bleeding, her face was so pale that she was about to lose all color, and he seemed to feel her death breath.He put away the gun coldly, got up and walked out of the room.

"This shot still saves your life, because she wants to deal with you personally!"

The sound of da da footsteps sounded empty.

Seeing him leave, Ou Yimo wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to provoke Zhan Nanjue anymore.

If he knew that Gong Shirao had fallen into the sea and died, he might have killed her right now. He just thought they had slept together, so he shot her. She couldn't imagine what else he could do. crazy thing.

But how can I be reconciled...! ?Even if Ou Yimo died, she still felt unwilling, unwilling to accept that Zhan Nanjue dared to treat her like this! !
I don't know how long the footsteps have been ringing, how many things Dazhan Nanjue has done to her since she was a child, how many times she has saved her, those images are frantically crowding into her mind at this moment, making the footsteps sound even more desolate.

It seems that there is something very important, following the sound of cold footsteps, it is getting farther and farther away, and it can no longer be grasped or retrieved...

I don't know how long it took before the sound of footsteps completely disappeared, and the world finally returned to peace.

The little assistant quickly said: "Sister Yimo, you have bled a lot, I'll call the doctor first..."

Ou Yimo only felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, and gradually, because of the excessive blood flow, she couldn't stand anymore, and sat directly in the pool of blood.

Ou Yimo tightly clenched his fists, looking in the direction of the door.

There was an uncontrollable hatred in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)