After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Xiao Yan was holding a watch and was counting the time, and reminded him unhurriedly: "There is still one last minute to think about it! Qiao Yu, if you don't kill Ye Qinghe, you will be the one who will die tonight!"

On the helicopter, the deputy beside Xiao Yan, Eagle, was holding a long-range sniper rifle.

The red dot in the scope was locked on Qiao Yu's face.

Ye Qinghe held Qiao Yu's trembling hands and comforted her slowly: "Don't be afraid, kid, it's just a matter of time. In fact, I have wanted to meet Han Shi's biological father for a long time. It's just that I have been confused in these years. Now I’m sober and I don’t want to live anymore.”

Qiao Yu shook his head desperately, tears filling his eyes.

Her shooting skills were taught by Bo Hanshi, and this gun was given to him by Bo Hanshi. But now, she wants to use this gun against his biological mother...

"Aunt, I can't...can't shoot..."

"Yuyu, call me mom, okay? I want to hear it."

There are still ten seconds left.

Xiao Yan told the time expressionlessly: "Ten, nine, eight...three, two..."

Ye Qinghe held Qiao Yu's hand, pressed her index finger with his thumb, and pulled the trigger hard!

"aunt!"

Qiao Yu was shocked and used all his strength to move the muzzle of the gun away.

But it's too late...

"boom!"

A piercing gunshot resounded through the forest late at night!

Blood was pouring out from the left side of Ye Qinghe's chest.

The hand she was holding on to the gun slowly lost strength and fell backwards.

"aunt!"

Qiao Yu hugged her and pressed her hand tightly on the bleeding muzzle, but the blood poured out crazily and couldn't be stopped...

The blood was so hot that her fingers trembled.

Wen Qing was also like this in her arms, getting stiffer and colder...

Her eyes were scarlet, and tears were pouring down her eyes. She was choked with sobs and said, "Auntie, if you hold on just a little longer, Bao Hanshi will come to save us soon..."

Ye Qinghe slowly placed his hand on the back of her cold hand and smiled: "Yuyu, you haven't called me yet."

Qiao Yu's lips were open, her face was pale, and she almost lost her voice for a moment.

She swallowed several times and her voice was dry: "Mom..."

Ye Qinghe used his last bit of strength to beg her.

"You and Han Shi must live a good life and finish this life well. Promise me."

Qiao Yu cried and nodded desperately.

The helpless feeling of falling into the abyss completely enveloped her again.

She pressed her hands tightly on the bleeding spot of Ye Qinghe and begged hoarsely: "Don't go, Auntie, you haven't seen Han Shi and I get married yet, you haven't seen little Xiangsi... Bao Hanshi has a daughter... …You haven’t seen her yet…”

"I finally...can go see Chengye..."

"Chengye, I miss you so much."

She leaned into Qiao Yu's arms, with a slight smile on her face, as if she was relieved, and her arms suddenly slipped down.

"Aunt... wake up... Bao Hanshi hasn't seen you for the last time... wake up... please..."

Qiao Yu shook her shoulders and tried to wake her up.

But Ye Qinghe closed his eyes and fell asleep completely. He couldn't wake up anymore. He couldn't wake up anymore.

She learned how to shoot, and the first person she killed turned out to be Bo Hanshi's mother.

Her hands were stained with Ye Qinghe's hot blood.

On the helicopter, Xiao Yan was sitting here with a stern look on his face.

His dark life of licking blood from the tip of a knife all day long was all due to his worship of Ye Qinghe.

Ye Qinghe is dead.

He didn't feel any pleasure at all.

After all, it was too comfortable and too easy for this poisonous woman to die.

Qiao Yu clenched her fists and stared at the man on the helicopter with scarlet eyes, "Ye Qinghe is your enemy, why don't you kill her yourself? Why do you force me to kill her!"

"Ye Qinghe made my life become such a mess. I fell into the abyss, fought with wild dogs for food, and killed my comrades. I just wanted to let her feel what it felt like to kill each other with my own people. Is this too much? ?I have experienced hundreds of times when you are killing each other today."

Xiao Yan raised his lips mockingly, "She died so easily in your hands today. It's too easy for her. Qiao Yu, if you had experienced a life like mine, you would hate her more than me. Ye Qinghe didn't pay enough." , I will take it from Bao Hanshi."

He paused, his eyes contemptuous and cold.

"As for you, who makes you unlucky is the person who is close to your heart during Bao Hanshi. If you feel pain, he will feel more pain."

Qiao Yu's heart tightened, "Your real enemy Ye Qinghe is dead! What else do you want?"

The helicopter slowly came to a stop.

Qiao Yu grabbed the gun and faced Xiao Yan and Yingying. Before she could shoot, Yingying knocked the gun out of her hand faster and disarmed her directly.

Xiao Yan's condescending and contemptuous gaze seemed to be looking at an ant.

He squatted down and picked up the 92F, played with it twice, "Is it a gift from Bao Hanshi? It was really exciting to kill his mother with this gun."

Qiao Yu glared at him fiercely, "What do you want to do?"

Behind Xiao Yan, two mercenaries wearing black masks stood, each holding a wild wolf.

The wild wolf seemed to be extremely hungry, and its eyes glowed green in the dark night.

Qiao Yu subconsciously hugged Ye Qinghe's increasingly cold body, her lips trembling: "She is dead!"

Xiao Yan smiled lightly and unscrupulously: "I want her dead, nothing, whole, and corpse."

"..."

At his signal.

Yingying forced Qiao Yu to the side, held her shoulders, and completely restrained her.

Two mercenaries behind him led the wild wolf forward.

The wild wolf smelled the smell of blood, opened its fangs, and bit Ye Qinghe violently, one after another, with extreme ferocity.

Qiao Yu screamed: "You madman! Beast! Pervert!"

Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously and just watched the two wild wolves with cold eyes, tearing Ye Qinghe alive into his belly.

The corpse was dripping with blood and full of holes.

Qiao Yu's stomach turned, almost nauseating.

But Xiao Yan just looked at him expressionlessly, "Madman? Beast? Pervert?"

If he wasn't crazy, a beast, or a pervert, how could he survive here?

He became the Xiao Yan he is today because of Ye Qinghe!

His stable and smooth life was completely rewritten from the moment Ye Qinghe stole him.

No one has the right to call him a beast.

The two wolves continued to eat Ye Qinghe's body...

The scene was so bloody and brutal that Qiao Yu didn't even dare to look at it.

The whole night was full of emotions.

Her vision went dark and she fainted.