Lin Yishuo's friends found out who was after them in the shortest possible time. Following this clue, they finally pointed to Tomorrow's Day and their arrangements for the new weapon.

"We are still investigating, and the other party is also very careful. I think it may be a waste of time if this continues, so..." Lin Yishuo turned to look at Zong Mingzhe, and asked him, "Can Lu Jiete come out to help us?"

He Yaoshi also had the same idea, but Zong Mingzhe had concerns.

"I think Ludgett has seen his own end."

Zong Mingzhe's words surprised both He Yaoshi and Lin Yishuo, but they also understood what Zong Mingzhe meant.

Lu Jiet's situation, if no one helps him, it will be a dead end for him.That person is too experienced to fail to see through this.His previous state already explained everything. Sending his self to Zong Mingzhe showed his desire to make a break...

Can you just watch that person die here?

Can you miss your chance to get that weapon?

This is a choice they are facing.

However, while they were thinking about this matter here, on the other hand, Lu Jiete did not hide his thoughts from Feng Xuelan.

On the second floor of the villa, the broken glass has been reinstalled, and everything else in the huge room has been restored to its original state.

"Little girl, go to the cabinet over there and bring that box." Lu Jiete said to Feng Xuelan.

Feng Xuelan went to open the cabinet and found a delicate wooden box inside.She brought the wooden box to Lujiete and set it up in front of Lujiete. Lujiete opened the wooden box with trembling hands.

Inside is a revolver with very beautiful patterns on the body.

"This is a pistol I specially ordered. It was originally intended for the woman I like... Then I left quietly. I can only keep this pistol with me all the time." Lu Jiete tapped it with his fingers. Touching the body of the gun lightly, he said in a low voice, "Sometimes I take it out and look at it, just like seeing that woman..."

He also told Feng Xuelan everything about Lu Jiete and that woman.Feng Xuelan understands Lu Jiete's difficulties better than Zong Mingzhe, because she used to live in that extremely dark world, where love did not exist in the first place.

"Lu Jiete, do you want me to help you take this pistol to that woman?" Feng Xuelan asked.

Lu Jiete turned his head to look at Feng Xuelan, raised the corner of his mouth, and asked, "How do you know that I don't want to deliver it myself?"

Feng Xuelan leaned against his chair, sat on the floor, looked at the beautiful pistol, and whispered, "You told me so many things, do you think I can't understand how much you said? Is it tragic? It's like saying the whole life before dying."

Lu Jiete showed a smile, he probably never smiled so easily in his whole life.

"Yeah... Fortunately, I can say these words, and the book I wrote, you should keep it carefully and read it several times."

Feng Xuelan snorted, reached out to pick up the revolver, took out six bullets from the box, and loaded them into the pistol.

"How about a bet with me?" Feng Xuelan asked Lu Jiete.

"What bet?"

Feng Xuelan pointed to the piece of art that was farthest from them. Under the glass cover was a sculpture of a half-person tall seraph.

"I'll take off his six wings, and you give me this gun." Feng Xuelan said.

"It's really arrogant." Although Lu Jiete didn't know how Feng Xuelan's marksmanship was, since she dared to say that, it must be pretty good.But with the angle they were at now, plus the angle of the angel's wings, and the material of the angel, it was impossible for Feng Xuelan to shoot down the six wings with six shots.

Lu Jiete was aroused by Feng Xuelan's provocation, and he wanted to see how Feng Xuelan would do it.

"What if you can't fight?" Lujiete asked.

"I won't think about failure before doing something. If I can't succeed, no matter what request you make, I will agree to it." Feng Xuelan said this even more arrogantly.

"Okay." Lu Jiete agreed, "If you can't fight, you can stay with me as a maid. With a little girl like you, life will be easier."

"Unfortunately..." Feng Xuelan put down her pistol, stood up and walked towards the angel statue and said, "I will not lose."

She walked over, smashed the glass cover, and kicked the wings on the back of the angel.

When she returned to Lujiete again, she smiled and said to him, "Look, I won. I didn't say I was going to shoot that thing down with bullets."

Lu Jiet stared at the angel with broken wings in surprise for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing.

He didn't expect that he would be fooled by a little girl like this.

"Okay, okay, I'm willing to admit defeat, this gun, you can take it."

Feng Xuelan ejected the bullets from the gun, put the bullets and the gun back in the box, then closed the lid, and the gun belonged to her.

At least, for the time being.

"Little girl, is the doctor you brought here really powerful?" Lu Jiete asked suddenly.

"Of course." Feng Xuelan said, "If you cooperate with his treatment, you will definitely live a long time."

Lu Jie nodded, "Take your things and go out, help me call that doctor, I want...to discuss my condition with him."

Feng Xuelan found Li Qinghui, and then she took the wooden box and left from the second floor.

It was the first time for Li Qinghui to face Lu Jiete alone. Although the other party was just an old man, Li Qinghui could still feel a tense oppressive feeling on him.

It's really lucky that Feng Xuelan was able to chat with such a person for so long...

Li Qinghui was also very curious about what they were talking about.

His eyes were attracted by the angel with broken wings in the distance, and he didn't know what happened here.

"Doctor, have you read all my medical records?" Lu Jiete asked.

Li Qinghui was taken aback, turned his head to look at Lu Jiete, nodded and said, "I have read it, I have also proposed a treatment plan, and I have discussed it with Dr. William, and he will carry out this plan in the future. I hope you can cooperate."

"The treatment plan you proposed... I'm not interested in it." Lu Jiete said to Li Qinghui, "It must be the kind of plan that makes people immortal. I don't want to live like that."

Li Qinghui frowned upon hearing this, and asked him, "Then how do you want to live?"

Lu Jiete struggled to raise his hand, and Chongli Qinghui stretched out three trembling fingers.

"Three days, as long as you can make me recover, three days is enough."

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