"You care about her?"

"Shouldn't I care about her? Don't forget, she is my An Hui's woman! You personally selected the woman for me, right?"

An Hui looked at the civet with amusement, feeling a little ironic about the fleeting jealousy on her face.

"Yes! So, you really should care about her!"

The civet suddenly smiled, so perfectly and confidently, as if the moment just now was just An Hui's illusion.

He took a long drag on the cigarette, and in the smoke, no one could see clearly his eyes and expression at this time.

The room was a little quiet for a while.

After a long time, the cigarette burned out. An Hui put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then stood up slowly and said calmly: "You shouldn't be here! The military is arresting you everywhere. If nothing happens, leave early!"

"

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the door of the room.

The civet looked at An Hui's back, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said lightly: "An Hui, Anyang is dead!"

"What did you say?"

An Hui suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the calm look on the civet's face in disbelief.

"Anyang is dead! Let me confirm if it's true! The military took his body away. So far, I haven't found out where it was hidden by the military!"

There was a trace of hatred in the civet's eyes, and the somewhat twisted eyes were like a sharp knife piercing An Hui's heart.

He suddenly felt a severe pain in his heart, and bursts of cramping pain began to torture him like torture.

Tears were dripping from his eyes, his face was pale, and he couldn't stand up. He fell to his knees on the ground, holding his chest and gasping for air.

The tears fell on the floor with a pitter-patter sound, and broke into countless pieces in an instant.

"An Hui!"

Seeing him like this, the civet immediately felt worried. Just as he was about to step forward, An Hui stopped him.

"Don't come over! Don't come over! I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you!"

An Hui grabbed his collar and felt that the air in his chest was getting less and less. The feeling of suffocation came over him in waves, giving him a splitting headache.

The civet's footsteps stopped there. Seeing An Hui's painful look, she slightly clenched her hands into fists, and her eyes slowly began to calm down from the worry at the beginning, until they finally became deserted and indifferent.

An Hui raised his head, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and a wry smile escaped his lips.

"How could I naively think that you would give up my father's hatred for me! You are a civet! You are the civet cat who will use any means before achieving his goal! How could you be Hua Rui? Get out! Get out!"

An Hui's words once again caused the civet's expression to change slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing. He turned around and jumped up to the balcony window. Before leaving, he took one last look at An Hui and said lightly: "Recently, you have a rest.

Let’s wait a while!”

After saying that, he jumped out of the window lightly.

An Hui burst out laughing, but tears kept falling.

Take a break?

Has she removed all his rights?

From now on, he is no longer valuable, so he was transferred from the inside of the organization to the outside?

He should have thought of this day a long time ago, right? With his understanding of the civet and his companionship for so many years, how could he still expect the civet to have a trace of humanity? How could he expect her to remember the relationship between the two of them?

His heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. An Hui really wanted to die like this. It was all because of him that anything happened to Anyang! He knew everything, but in the end he couldn't protect Anyang's safety!

So what's the point of him living?

But he can't die yet! There are still many things that haven't been done!

An Hui knelt on the ground, crawling step by step towards the cabinet next to the bed.

After finally reaching the cabinet, his whole body was wet with sweat. He didn't know whether it was from pain or from exhaustion. He didn't care about anything at this time. He opened the drawer, took out the Jiuxin Pill, put it in his mouth and swallowed it alive.

Swallowed it along with his sadness and pain.

An Hui lay leaning against the bed, letting the pain in his heart subside little by little, and slowly breathing normally.

He stood up, adjusted his mood, changed his clothes and went out.

Someone seemed to be following him behind him. An Hui smiled coldly, turned around, and killed the person following him with two "bang bang" shots.

He knew that those two people were arranged by Civet to monitor him. But at this moment, he was a little crazy, and he was so reckless that it made people feel scared.

After solving the problem, he drove quickly to the suburbs, parked the car aside, and hiked up the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, stood a man.

When An Hui came, his eyes were slightly apologetic.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect Anyang! The situation was so chaotic at the time, I didn't expect him..."

An Hui raised his hand to stop him from continuing. Looking at the high-rise buildings below the mountain, he said coldly: "Is Anyang really dead?"

"In that case, there is absolutely no possibility of living!"

Upon closer inspection, it turns out that the man speaking was the man who fought tooth and nail to protect Anyang!

An Hui staggered again, then he stabilized his body and said in a low voice: "White Shark, Civet has moved me away from the periphery. I think she may have some big plans recently, but she just doesn't want me to know."

.Perhaps in her heart, she has always been wary of me."

The man nicknamed Bai Shark glanced at An Hui with a complicated expression, and was suddenly a little surprised.

"Then are you still safe? How about you transfer! An Hui, the An family already has a martyr! There is no need to add another one!"

"I can't withdraw! No one knows Civet better than me! I have been with her for thirteen years! I can know what she wants to do next in every move she makes. According to internal information, in the Imperial Capital, there is a man named Gopher

The person is a secret chess player she has planted for many years. But I don’t know who this person is! Why has he been lurking in the Imperial Capital for so many years? The civet has come to the Imperial Capital! He may contact this person! Be careful!"

An Hui's eyes flashed with a look of pain, he glanced at the white shark, turned around and walked in the direction he came from.

"An Hui!"

Bai Shark's cry did not stop An Hui. His back suddenly looked so desolate and lonely, which made Bai Shark feel indescribably sad.

An Hui drove back to the city. The bustling crowd made him unable to feel the warmth, and he did not dare to go home. He was afraid of facing Zhang Wen's sad face, afraid of seeing Mr. An and An Donghai in pain, and even more

Afraid of seeing the sadness and helplessness of their white-haired people sending black-haired people away.

After driving around in circles, An Hui drove the car to the door of the hotel where Mo Shangran lived.

At this time, he suddenly wanted to know what kind of state Mo Shangran would be in after knowing the news of Anyang's death! Will it be heartbreaking and painful?

For a moment, An Hui parked the car. He glanced at the Qinglong Gang thugs guarding the door, then gently walked to the back of the building, climbed into the bathroom of Mo Shangran's room along the vent.

Just as he was about to open the lid gently, he saw Mo Shangran push open the bathroom door, then lie on the sink and vomit.
Chapter completed!