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Chapter 984

Not afraid of death.

But heartache.

I feel heartbroken why he became like this.

I feel sad for why I have come to this point with him.

Fu Nanting could fully understand what she wanted to ask. Her head and neck were leaning closer toward her head, and her nose gently rubbed her thick black hair that was scattered. She interrupted her with a low voice:

"I've never changed. It's always like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand grabbed her collar and pulled it under his eyelids.

Holding the gun, his left hand pressed against her chest.

Her ears were shocked.

In the field of vision, a faint flame flashed.

I just felt that somewhere on my chest seemed to be hit hard, and then I was pushed hard by his big palm.

A normal force that could not resist made her fly backwards.

Slowly landed in the sea.

The cold sea water saw her wrapped around her from all directions and poured into her mouth and nose.

The wound on the chest was covered with blood, which was mixed with the sea water around me.

She was not sure which part she was shot, and gradually, she couldn't feel the pain.

I feel that my body can't stop sinking, sinking, sinking again...

At first, I struggled a few times.

After a few seconds, the physical strength gradually faded away, and subconsciously, he no longer seemed to want to struggle and entangle.

As the sea water falls.

...

At the sea late at night, the weather changes as soon as possible.

In just a few minutes, dark clouds drooped, and the clouds intermittently passed through the silver current.

There are faint signs of heavy rain.

On the yacht, the gentle clapping sound broke the silence, accompanied by Weng Hongru's joking sound:

"The Third Master really made me feel at a disadvantage. A beautiful woman said she would kill her if she said she would. I am not as cruel as you."

Since this young reporter saw the panoramic view of their transaction, he would definitely not be able to keep it.

Ben said that, taking Shu Ge into the cabin, and it would be fine if a knife was finished.

Unexpectedly, Fu Nanting was even more decisive.

He shot the girl directly into the sea.

Not even a whole body was left for others.

No mercy on the fragrance and jade.

The man turned around and the gun had been taken back into his clothes.

The cold face was indifferent and unpretentious, and the whole body exuded a strong purgatory aura:

"Stop talking nonsense. Can you take me to see the sample?"

After experiencing this accident, Weng Hongru was shocked by his own attacker, and seemed to have more trust in him. He waved his hand without saying a word.

A subordinate immediately walked into the cab.

The yacht took advantage of the darkness to roll up the waves and galloped away through the sea.

...

“Mom~”

The tender voice of milk awakened Shu Ge's consciousness.

She opened her eyes and was no longer trapped in the sea. She felt a white light around her. She didn't know where she was.

The same scene I dreamed about when I was locked in a freezer by a Southwest drug lord.

The pupils focused, and finally, in sight, they saw a familiar little face.

Xiao Miucai blinked her long black eyelashes and was leaning beside her and calling her constantly.

Is this...dead?

Otherwise, why would you see a small milk cake?

This time, I must have died.

It won't be a dream.

When I shot my chest, I fell into the sea, and it was another deserted high sea.

There will never be any miracles like last time.

Her throat moved and she grabbed her mind: "Baby..."

Sit up and embrace a soft ball of tender flesh into your arms.

He sniffed the natural baby fragrance on his body, but tears fell uncontrollably.

It's good to die.

At least it can be with the small milk cake.
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