Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chu Wu was furious, but at least he still retained a bit of rationality. He only asked his men to capture Weir and Sawara Kaito, and prepared to go back and ask the Marshal's biological father for specific solutions.

As for Chu San, his original plan was to settle the score after capturing him alive, but Jin Chen kicked him to death.

Chu Wu felt deeply saddened by this and kicked him twice more to show his respect for his brother.

When he came out of the basement again, almost all the people involved in the plan had been dealt with, leaving only Xiao Bofeng who was driven down from the fourth floor.

Everyone gathered on the first floor, looking coldly at Xiao Bofeng, who was already at the end of his rope, and the thugs behind him.

"it is as expected……"

Xiao Bofeng stood at the stairs, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered.

He grabbed Xu Nanchun tightly, raised his hand and slapped him, almost hysterical, "You really are lying to me! You helped outsiders to lie to me! Are you crazy!"

It was clearly a perfect plan. If Weier got the antiques, he could openly support the Xiao family, and then he could replace Pei Yinnian and become the number one businessman in Peking.

Why did it end like this!

"Xiao Bofeng! Let him go! Otherwise I will shoot you to death!" Chu Wu roared while standing downstairs.

Pei Yiqing hid behind Jinchen's shoulder, watching the scene with a frown, and saw Xu Nanchun's almost pale face and disappointed and complicated eyes.

Inexplicably, Xu Nanchun seemed to have realized something. He turned his numb pupils to look downstairs and met Pei Yiqing's eyes.

Pei Yiqing opened his mouth subconsciously, wanting to tell Xu Nanchun not to be afraid and that the Fifth Master could save him, but when he looked into Xu Nanchun's eyes, which were already so dark that there was no light in them, he couldn't say anything.

Their conversation was still ringing in his ears. No matter how many lies Xu Nanchun had said to delay time, Pei Yiqing felt that he did not lie.

He really loves Xiao Bofeng.

Chu Wu had already raised his gun, pointing it at Xiao Bofeng, "You bastard, you made me go through this for nothing, and I lost so many brothers. I'm going to kill you!"

Xiao Bofeng's face looked extremely ugly. He was just about to seek the last glimmer of hope by threatening Xu Nanchun who had helped them. However, the tip of the knife was already against Xu Nanchun's neck. Xiao Bofeng suddenly heard a voice that he was very familiar with speaking softly.

"Two years... Xiao Bofeng, it took me two years to accept that you don't love me at all."

Xu Nanchun couldn't control his body. Everything around him seemed to be torn apart, tearing apart his mind and pain.

Xiao Bofeng was a little stiff, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.

Seeing Chu Wu shooting out of the corner of his eye, Xu Nanchun subconsciously hugged Xiao Bofeng and blocked the bullet amid the screams of someone downstairs.

Right in the middle of the heart.

"Fuck!" Chu Wu didn't fire the second shot. "Fuck you! Are you crazy?"

He calculated that this shot could kill Xiao Bofeng directly!

Xiao Bofeng lowered his head in shock, looking at Xu Nanchun who had collapsed limply in his arms, and...

Along with the sound of a gunshot, a dagger pierced his heart.

"you…"

Xiao Bofeng fell down, and warm liquid slowly seeped out of his skin, as if all the blood in his body was leaking out.

"So sad..." Xu Nanchun bit her lip, feeling her vitality disappearing bit by bit. She raised her hand tremblingly and gently touched Xiao Bofeng's face, "I love you, but I don't want to be a traitor..."

"It's better for me to kill you than to die in their hands... It's better for me to kill you."

"If...if I could..."

Xu Nanchun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and before he could finish his last words, the back of his head hit the stairs heavily.

If possible, I would rather have never sung the Butterfly Dream that you liked two years ago.

Let you and I only remember the fate and not the grudge.

Xiao Bofeng gasped dryly and could no longer muster any strength to respond. He tilted his head and lost his breath.

Pei Yiqing looked at the soldiers rushing up the stairs in shock, his expression almost blank.

Jinchen retracted his gaze and pinched Pei Yiqing's face, "Are you possessed?"

"Why..." Pei Yiqing looked at Jinchen blankly, "Sister-in-law, why did Xu Nanchun help him block the bullet and kill him?"

Jinchen thought of Xu Nanchun's despair on the fourth floor, and his clear voice was full of meaning.

"Probably, I hate Xiao Bofeng, but I also hate myself for still loving him."

Who knows what's going on with hatred?

Feelings and hatred are inherently complicated.

Jinchen turned around, walked towards the casino door, and walked out of the hustle and bustle.

The spring in Peking is getting warmer, and the air is filled with a sense of restlessness from the lingering smoke of gunpowder.

All kinds of reporters who wanted to know what had happened were crowded at the door. They were surprised when they saw Xiao Bofeng's body. New cameras were clicking pictures of the casino from various angles.

The rickshaw driver was waiting outside, rubbing his hands nervously, leaning over to look and calling out if anyone wanted a ride, but he didn't dare to make too loud a sound.

The swallows flew over, stopped, tilted their heads, and made chirping sounds, revealing the animals' instinct to be alert to danger.

Jinchen bought a string of candied haws and stood by the stall, watching Chu Wu, not far away, struggling to deal with the aftermath, watching Yun Cunxuan being taken away by the doctor, and watching Pei Yiqing turn around to look for him.

Well, I missed him during the first hour after my wife left.

[……]I thought you were going to express your feelings about something.

Ling Gungun was used to it, [Host! I want to eat too~]