Very Romantic: The Vampire's Runaway Bride

Chapter 373 Parting 8
"You...why did you kill him?" Shen Yiyi couldn't help trembling, the moment the man showed his fangs, she knew that the man was actually a vampire, but she didn't expect that in just a few minutes, he would become a lifeless thing .

The masked man wears a peach blossom mask on his face, a flirtatious mask. In such a night, it makes people feel more terrifying. The man wears thick military boots on his feet. As he approaches Shen Yiyi step by step, Shen Yiyi feels One of my own hearts was lifted.

I wanted to take a step back, but found that I had no strength in my feet.

Eyes wide open in panic, looking at the approaching figure, Shen Yiyi trembled uncontrollably, and wanted to speak, but found that she couldn't make any sound when she opened her mouth.

The man under the mask couldn't help frowning, but his peach blossom eyes couldn't see anything.

Standing still in front of her, without giving her time to react, there was already a silver, extremely slender pistol in his hand, as if expecting her to hold it unsteadily, the man squeezed her hand hard, and then turned in one direction.

Pressing down slightly with her hand, she pulled the trigger without making any sound, but Shen Yiyi clearly felt that her hand was shaken, and three bullets silently sank into the heart of the vampire on the ground.

"Do it yourself." Letting go of her hand, the man's voice carried many orders without any hesitation.

Shen Yiyi hesitated for a moment, but the man didn't give her any time to hesitate at all. He held her hand again, and then repeated the action just now, without changing the action at all.

One shot, two shots, three shots pulled the trigger again and again, the body lying on the ground was already riddled with holes, and then the man let go of her hand as if he was satisfied. The pistol fell to the ground like that.

Shen Yiyi's body weakened weakly. The man lying in the pool of blood and the pale woman haunted Shen Yiyi like a nightmare.

"Trash." The masked man seemed very disappointed by Shen Yiyi's behavior.

Shen Yiyi squatted on the ground weakly, buried her head between her knees, not daring to look at the pool of blood in front of her, the way the blood was flowing made her feel like she didn't know where she was.

Standing there impatiently, he forcefully stuffed the pistol on the ground into her arms.

(End of this chapter)