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For you, support you, willingly.I ask myself every day, what should I do so that I can neither violate my father nor my own heart, but there is no equal in everything, I choose my own heart, Doug Lang, for you, I betrayed My father, I became an unfilial son. "

Doug Lang nodded and sighed softly after a while, "I know, Xiu'an, I know all these things."

"You know?" Xiu'an smiled wryly, "What do you know?"

"Many things." Doug Lang said, "Xiu'an, there are actually some things that may really be predestined."

Xiu An snorted, "Doug Lang, what are you talking about? Predestined?" He shook his head, "You've never spoken in this tone before." After speaking, he glanced at He Qingwen coldly.

Doug Lang sighed, "Grandpa Ryan thinks many things are unfair from the heavens, but he never realizes what he enjoys. He only sees the glorious appearance of his grandfather, but he can't see the beauty wrapped in his body." A scarred heart, not to mention the sacrifice of his grandfather to shield him from the wind and rain."

"Doug Lang, my father doesn't need you to reprimand him."

"Xiu'an, they are blood brothers. No one can understand his own brother better than him. In fact, grandfather knew your father's thoughts long ago, and brought it into the grave. He didn't pierce this piece of paper until he died. .”

"Don't say it so nicely, who will believe it."

"Then just read this." Doug Lang reached into his pocket, took out a palm-sized notebook, flipped to a certain page, and threw it to Xiu'an.

"what is this?"

"Grandfather's Diary."

It was one day after he learned that Xiu'an was the mastermind behind the scenes, he sent someone to sort out his grandfather's belongings and found this diary. He thought, if he hadn't discovered it, perhaps no one would ever understand, grandfather The original good intentions, and the reason why I put it on my body is to always prepare for the day when I will face Xiu'an face to face.

"Diary?" Xiu'an snorted, "Doug Lang, your plays and props are really old-fashioned."

He raised his eyes, but found that Doug Lang was looking at him with a serious expression. He knew that Doug Lang had never bothered to do those false deeds, so he glanced at the small book again, and then picked it up to take a closer look. Because of the age, it has turned yellow, and the ink writing on it has also faded a little, but it can still reflect the mood of the writer of that passage at that time, how heartbroken it was.

It read: Ryan is crazy, no matter how much he smiles, I can only see the hatred for me in his eyes.That's right, he hates me, he hates that I don't let him get in touch with business matters, hates that I don't give him the opportunity to show his extraordinary eloquence and ability, but he doesn't know, behind every successful business, is the hidden truth. He doesn't understand how to make a more dirty deal. In the eyes of those people, his eloquence and ability are just a good show, because those people pay more attention to profits. The family business has just improved a little bit. They Just wanting to see us little people begging for favours, but Ryan's pride wouldn't allow him to put up with that, so I kept him from those things, didn't give him any chance, any chance to be humiliated.Of course, I will not let his advantages be buried. One day I will let him show them all, but not now.I hope that by that time, he will still recognize me as my brother, and none of us has left this world yet.

Xiu'an closed the small book with a snap, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, followed by a low, miserable smile.

☆, determined

"Doug Lang, what's the point of you taking it out now?"

"I know that many things really cannot be changed."

"That's right, Dougron, we've—can't go back."

Doug Lang sighed and nodded helplessly. It is true that he could not go back to the past, but he still wanted to show him this diary. The restless hatred should be ended by him.

"Xiu'an, stop, there are still some things in time."

"Hahaha, Dougron, don't say things that even you don't believe, it's still too late for you to say. Can those dead people come back to life? Or can you pretend that nothing happened between the two of them? Hehe! Diven, you There's no way I can just accept my apology! Hehe!" His eyes turned to He Qingwen, and then to Doug Lang, "And you, Doug Lang, that woman and your child should also be walking towards you right now. On the way to hell!"

"Serina?" He Qingwen was shocked, "What did you do to her?"

Xiu An was laughing, Doug Lang was silent, and He Qingwen looked at their expressions, feeling that the world was collapsing.

"You—you killed her?" He Qingwen asked in surprise.

Xiu An spread his hands and smiled lightly, "Diven, I'm helping you!"

"No, no!" He Qingwen shook his head violently and roared loudly.

"Isn't it? Diven, you should thank me. It's me who helped you get rid of this stumbling block. This woman is superfluous. She is caught between you and Doug Lang, and took away your memory in Doug Lang's mind." You must hate her very much, right?"

In an instant, the news of the engagement, the news of the marriage, Dougron's declaration of love to Serena, Serena's high swollen belly and the happy smile on her face all rushed up like a tidal wave.

He Qingwen was stunned. If he said he didn't hate her, no one would believe it!

Xiu'an raised his voice and said it with peace of mind, "Diven, if I don't kill her, Dougron will marry her, and you will never see the light."

"So what!" He Qingwen turned to speak loudly, this sentence was his rebuttal to Xiu'an, and he was also saying it to the self deep in his heart.

That's right, Dougron and Serena would walk into the wedding hall arm in arm, and then they would stand together with the child in their arms and have fun as a family. At that time, where was he?There will never be a place for him again, he has no home, no friends, no future, and Dougron's love for him is the only ray of light left in his hands, and it will eventually disappear as time goes by, and He will only be exhausted bit by bit, turning into an empty shell, but so what?

"So what!" He Qingwen yelled at Xiu'an again. "Xiu'an, no matter what, it's a matter between me and Dougeron, and you don't need to intervene. You should stop trying to find all kinds of reasons for your selfish desires under the guise of being pious."

There was a moment of surprise in Douglang's expression. He looked back slightly and saw that He Qingwen was extremely excited and clenched his fists tightly.

"That's a human life, a human life! Serena is innocent, she's pregnant—"

Two children, his and Dougrand's--

He suddenly remembered that sunny morning, when that gentle and kind woman told him sincerely about the real relationship between her and Doug Lang.Suddenly, they remembered the four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound report that Doug Lang brought back from Serena, and they watched the two weak fetuses embrace each other, marveling and ecstatic.

She is a good woman and a great mother, and it doesn't matter if she is a lie or not. If Dougron really wants to marry her, Serena deserves it.

He had been unable to get out of that cycle before, making himself confused and self-pitying, but just now, because of what Xiu An said, he suddenly became sober.

"And Yuanyuan, Xiu'an, haven't you ever been afraid that those people killed by you will come to demand your life in the middle of the night when they are dreaming?"

"Diven, I said, I don't care, what is innocence? In order to achieve the goal, use any means, and there will be sacrifices if the means are exhausted. Who is innocent? That's their fate, what has it to do with me?"

"Xiu'an, you are a crazy devil!"

He Qingwen yelled, broke away from Xiao Muyuan's hands that were pressing down on him, ran two quick steps, and grabbed the Glock that Doug Lang had on hand. When Doug Lang noticed it, the gun had already arrived at He Qingwen Qingwen's hand was facing Xiu'an.

Crash, the guns in the hands of the waiters were raised again, and the bodyguards had already jumped up.

"Diven!"

"stop!"

Dougerang and Xiu'an's voices of restraint coincided with each other, then Dougerang suddenly stood up, and when he turned around, he grabbed He Qingwen's waist with one hand, and directly grasped the barrel of the gun in He Qingwen's hand with the other hand, holding it in his arms. He Qingwen was trembling all over.

Xiu'an straightened his waist and looked at He Qingwen without moving.

He Qingwen's eyes were so red that he was about to bleed, he gritted his teeth, and with trembling hands, pushed the bolt of the gun away.

The waiters and bodyguards swarmed over, and even though Doug Lang and Xiao Muyuan were guarding him, they still couldn't stop him. Two of them had already pointed their guns directly at He Qingwen's forehead.

"Diven, stop." Doug Lang gripped the gun tighter, turned his head and stared at Xiu'an with piercing eyes, "Xiu'an, tell your people to back off."

But Xiu'an didn't give any order, his eyes passed Doug Lang, and met He Qingwen's red eyes.

He shook his head, turned his gaze back, and landed on Doug Lang, on his arm holding He Qingwen, "Diven, I really envy you, look at you, no matter what you want to do , can do whatever they want regardless of the consequences, but what about some people? They can only live cautiously and tremblingly, wearing a false mask, Diven, you say God, is he fair?"

In an instant, Xiu'an's eyes were filled with a bone-chilling chill and a determined killing intent.

He raised his arm high, and swung his hand violently. The bodyguards immediately surged, and the two people who were close to He Qingwen stretched out their hands to pull him from Doug Lang's arms. Xiao Muyuan turned to block it, but the next moment, still It was because of their superiority in numbers that He Qingwen fell into the hands of those people. Only Doug Lang, still holding the gun tightly in his hand, followed him.

"Xiu An, what do you want to do?"

"Douglang, this is the end of the matter, and I don't mind owed another life."

"How dare you!" Doug Lang was furious and yelled at Xiufa.

"Hehe, Douglang, there are some things that I must do." He smiled like a leaf falling in the wind, bleak and desolate. He pointed at He Qingwen and said clearly, "He must die!"

"Then replace his life with my life!" At the same time, Doug Lang shouted to Xiu'an almost without pause.

Xiu An's expression froze, and he withdrew his voice, "What did you say? Doug Lang?"

Doug Lang answered him directly with actions. He snatched the Glock from He Qingwen's hand with his backhand, and put it on his forehead.

"Doug Lang!" He Qingwen raised his empty hands, his eyes fell on the gun, "Doug Lang, what are you doing?"

He struggled, but couldn't escape the hands of those men, who locked his arms, and he could only watch Dougron, his motionless, unwavering blue eyes. eyes.

"Let him go, Xiu'an. In the final analysis, this is a matter between us, and has nothing to do with Diven."

"It has nothing to do with him?" Xiu'an narrowed his eyes, looking at the crazy man in front of him and the disaster beside him, "Doug Lang, for so long, I would rather betray my father than follow you, because You are born to be the god of the Wo* family, the devil of the Wo* family, you can be arrogant, you can be arrogant, you can trample all those who are not willing to submit to you, you can even be ruthless or cruel, You can laugh and kill people, but you can't have love, you can't love, and you can't fall in love with this person, this man. This is a mistake, a big mistake."

He Qingwen, look at what you did, it was you, you ruined him, this is unforgivable!Unforgivable!

The noble cat turned into a wild beast ready to be hunted at any time. Xiu'an's madness swept his flames of anger and rushed towards everyone present.

Glancing at Xiao Muyuan, he asked coldly.

"What about you, Mr. Xiao? Seeing this scene, what do you think? Diven once turned against Doug Lang because of you, and what step can you do for him?"

Xiao Muyuan's expression became serious, and he looked back at He Qingwen's eyes that turned over. In the silent communication, the decision was made.

Before He Qingwen could stop him, Xiao Muyuan took a step forward, "If your Excellency insists on taking a life to stop, you can take Xiao's life at any time."

"Xiao Muyuan—"

"Hahaha! Look, Doug Lang, you want to die for someone else, but unfortunately, some people don't necessarily accept your kindness. You are not the only donor around him."

Doug Lang was still holding the gun to his forehead, no matter how sarcastic Ren Xiu'an said, his expression remained unchanged.

"I'll say it again, Xiu'an, let him go."

Xiu An lowered his head, the expression on his face was reflected on the plate that was as bright as a mirror, he saw the despair in that person's eyes.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said to He Qingwen, "What do you mean by Diven? Who do you think is more suitable to replace you?" The tone was as relaxed as a contestant who chose a certain event in a small sports meeting.

"Xiu'an, you—" He Qingwen clenched his teeth and took a deep breath.

"Well, for the sake of fairness, let's play a game, a very old game." While speaking, he stretched out his right hand and asked the bodyguard next to him for a revolver/gun, and slammed all the bullets It fell on the table, and the six bullets were pointing in different directions on the table. Xiu'an picked up one of them, showed it to everyone, and then reloaded it back into the magazine, and then he put the bullet like the The wheel-like bullet slot was moved several times, and then snapped into place.

They all knew the rules of that old game, one lives and the other dies, only by the favor of luck.

Xiu'an raised his gun and looked at the three people.

"Who will come first?"

"Xiu'an! Do you have to go this far?"

"Doug Lang, this is his last chance. Either he dies, or it's either you or Xiao Muyuan, the choice is yours."

Doug Lang slowly put down the gun in his hand, and turned to look back at the other two.

He Qingwen's eyes were full of panic, meeting his gaze in the air, he saw He Qingwen shaking his head slightly, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

"No, Dougron—" Obviously, when Xiu'an made this suggestion and uttered the first sentence, the answer was already there.

He Qingwen's voice gradually grew louder from a low murmur, and he kept repeating that sentence. In the end, his breathing even became rapid and he shouted loudly.

"Dougron! Don't!"

Doug Lang's eyes turned to Xiao Muyuan. It was the first time he communicated with Xiao Muyuan after he came here. The eye contact was silent, but it was such a tacit understanding.

They smiled lightly and took steps at the same time.

The scene was very dramatic. The two people who should be called rivals in love were slowly approaching, with gentle smiles on their faces.

"You only have 5 minutes, so resign yourself to fate!"

The gun was thrown on the table by Xiu'an, and there was a "clang" sound, and the echo echoed in the lobby, making one's heart lingering.

☆, opportunity

"No—" He Qingwen screamed loudly, and the echoes echoed from far to near, "Neither of you move, and neither of you is allowed to take that gun!"

But those two people turned a deaf ear, each step made a sound, and they resolutely moved forward, as if they had been waiting for such a moment for a long time.

"I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation."

"I really didn't expect that!" Xiao Muyuan spread his hands, expressing helplessness.

Doug Lang walked to the table, his eyes fell on the gun, he pulled his lower lip, and then looked at Xiao Muyuan, his eyes became much deeper.

"These six spears should all be given to you, Xiao Muyuan!"

Xiao Muyuan raised his brows slightly and nodded, "Except that it was indeed Xiao's fault that caused this situation, I don't want to apologize for the rest."

"And I regret now that I didn't let you disappear sooner." Doug Lang sighed.

"The waiting room at the airport was full of your people. If you want to stop me from returning to China, you only need to give an order, but you didn't. In this regard, Xiao must also thank you for your noble hand."

Doug Lang raised his eyebrows, "There are many people who want to see a good show, but I just don't want to fulfill them."

They looked at the gun at the same time, and glanced at Xiu An at the same time, seeing the playful smile in his eyes.

"I hope Xiao can make up for today's mistake." After finishing speaking, Xiao Muyuan stretched out his hand to the pistol on the table, but just as his finger touched it, the person opposite him moved faster than him.

Doug Lang held the gun in his hand and smiled softly, "No, in the United States, I am the host and you are the guest. There is no reason to make the guest responsible." After speaking, he put the gun on his temple.

"No—Douglang, put the gun down, put it down!" He Qingwen yelled, his heart was beating violently, he shouted until his lungs were almost depleted of oxygen, but he still couldn't stop it.

"click"

The first shot of an empty gun was drowned out in his shouts.

He Qingwen was stunned, his heart suddenly stopped, and then jumped again.

"Douglan, you lunatic!" He panted rapidly, his body shook, and he almost couldn't stand up.

But just after he breathed a sigh of relief, there was a crash, and He Qingwen's heart ached again.

Doug Lang spread his hands towards Xiao Muyuan, put the gun on the table, and swiped at it, Xiao Muyuan caught it.

"Xiao Muyuan, I have a question for you."

"What?" Xiao Muyuan was taken aback.

"Why do you think that the fire has nothing to do with me?" Doug Lang's voice was a little low.

Xiao Muyuan thought for a while before replying, "At first I thought it was you, you and Thomas set up a trap, and then sent someone to do it, but then I met Thomas again, during which he picked up a trap." He glanced at me when he answered the phone, and I remember he just said to the phone, 'I didn't do it'."

"Based on this sentence, you can conclude?" Doug Lang was startled.

Xiao Muyuan snorted and chuckled, "No, it's just a suspicion. Obviously, someone was colluding with Thomas to make Hongtian's idea, but the result was beyond their expectations. Later, through my relationship with the Wilson family and the Milo's business has found a lot of things, and Milo is very careful, before he cooperates with me, he will never have less things to check than me."

Doug Lang nodded, "So you follow the rules?"

"At least let me know that the person who ordered the fire was not you, but someone else intervened and destroyed the original plan."

"But you also identified the person who conspired with Thomas before, didn't you?"

Xiao Muyuan was very relieved, picked up the gun, and replied repeatedly, "That's not considered a conspiracy. If Xiao loses the fight in the mall, I will be convinced."

He smiled lightly, took a deep breath, and pointed the gun at his forehead.

"Xiao Muyuan, don't—" He Qingwen struggled hard, his eyes widened, but the bodyguards grabbed him even tighter.

Xiu An sat on the chair, put a finger to his mouth, and asked He Qingwen to silence, "Shh! Diven, don't make noise, let's watch a play!"

Then - "click"

There was another hollow sound, and He Qingwen felt a little faint, and stopped struggling.

"Asshole! Xiu'an, what exactly do you want?"

Xiu An laughed and said, "How about it, Diven? Seeing them sacrifice their lives for you, isn't it very touching?"

He Qingwen felt that his body was already drenched in waves of cold sweat, his whole body was drenched, and he felt chills intermittently.

"Xiu'an, do you still have humanity? Ah—" He Qingwen yelled, and rushed towards him with all his strength, but he was pinned to the ground after only one step.

Xiu'an clicked his tongue and advised him, "Let's save effort, Diven, if they don't do this, you will be the one who dies."

"Xiu'an! You bastard! You beast!" He Qingwen roared loudly.

"Shh! Diven, it's Dougron's next turn."

He Qingwen was slightly stunned, and turned his head abruptly, "Doug Lang!"

Doug Lang raised his hand and waved at him, "Wait a minute, Diven, it will be over soon!"

He looked up at the grandfather clock, the hands were moving silently, counting the time, Weir and the others should be arriving soon.

"Mr. Douglas?"

"Huh?" Douglang turned his head and looked up at Xiao Muyuan.

"Why did you choose Qingwen in the first place?"

Dougron was taken aback, "Why? This question—" He hummed and chuckled, and picked up the gun, "Good question."

His thoughts jumped to a long time ago. It was an evening near sunset. He and the transaction party were arguing over a problem in the private room of the restaurant. The other party obviously wanted to back down, but still refused to let go because of face. They faced each other silently, the atmosphere was cold and awkward.At this moment, a beautiful piano piece came from the hall, the melody was melodious, it made people feel at ease, and there was an indescribable feeling.The people on both sides eased up slightly because of the sudden piano music, and the other party shook his head, smiled, and finally compromised.

During the dinner, the manager came over to say hello. On a whim, he asked casually, "Do you know what song Rui Nai played just now? I haven't heard it."

The manager was taken aback, and replied, "Rui Nai didn't come today."

"That just now?"

"Oh!" The manager understood it, and immediately replied, "A new boy, from the East, took Reina's class temporarily."

"Oriental?"

In the eyes of ordinary Americans, the word "Oriental" either represents mystery or weakness. Thinking of playing such a nice song, I don't know what this one will be like.

The manager was good at observing words and expressions, and asked tentatively, "I'll call him to see you later?"

Doug Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'll let him deliver a bottle of wine later, don't tell him who I am."

The manager nodded quickly and backed out.

Soon, the door of the private room rang twice, and when it opened, a young man came in with red wine in his hand.

The child's eyes are so beautiful——

In Dougron's mind, this sentence popped up in an instant, this is the first time they met.

later--

When I went to the restaurant again, there were many changes, small but subtle.

For example, a small card on the dinner plate contains a certain sentence from a classic masterpiece or a certain line from an opera. Looking at those small cards, it seems that the bland dishes on the dinner plate have all changed. It was delicious.

"Whose idea?" Doug Lang asked with a smile.

"Diven's idea."

"Diven?"

"That Chinese guy, he played the piano for Reina last time."

Doug Lang nodded. He remembered that the child had beautiful eyes.

"I think your lobby should have a new foreman."

The manager was slightly stunned, comprehending and nodding with a smile, thinking, this young man, in the future--hell!

When he saw He Qingwen again, he had already been promoted to the head waiter in the lobby. Doug Lang never expected that this boy looked very gentle and could drink so well.

Seeing the big glass of vodka rolling down his throat, Dougron was a little surprised.

After drinking the wine, those guests who had drunk their wine and watched the excitement patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and some even deliberately kneaded his thin shoulders a few times. Of course, there are benefits, because those people Never skimp on tipping.

Doug Lang motioned for Weier to follow He Qingwen who walked out of the lobby. After a while, Weier walked back first, and he shook his head at Doug Lang, which meant that the boy was completely struggling, and he was already in the bathroom at this time I vomited in a mess.

So, he asked Will to call in the manager, "Let Diven go to my private room."

"Okay! Okay!" The manager bowed, flattering him blindly.

That night until the end of the banquet, he didn't let He Qingwen leave again. He didn't need to do anything, but stood quietly behind him. He clearly remembered that He Qingwen walked out of the bathroom and entered his room. When he was in the room, there were still two drops of water hanging on the tip of his hair, and he smiled slightly at him, with a neither humble nor overbearing expression, his slightly pouty lips were light pink, the water was still wet, and looked smooth and bright under the light, while his eyes , his eyes—

It was very blurry, like the shimmering luster on the surface of pearls. Doug Lang felt at that time that the tears hidden in his eyes silently told many unspeakable stories.

Maybe, that's how it started!

From then on, whenever he went to the restaurant, he would definitely ask He Qingwen to arrange a reception, and occasionally say something nice for him in front of the manager. Later, he felt that He Qingwen was like a book. I couldn't help but continue to look at it, but in the end, I asked Weier to investigate and found something that he didn't expect.

His background, his predicament, his forbearance, his unyielding——

And those became an opportunity, an opportunity for the two of them to start from now on.

In a flash, it was four years.

What made him even more unexpected was that such a small person like Xiao Muyuan, who he had never put in his eyes, would have such a day with him.

He closed his eyes and fell into memories, and when he opened them again, he had already pulled the trigger unconsciously. He Qingwen's shout suddenly brought him back to reality from the dream, but he also made him ignore the clear and crisp sound. The third shot went off.

Putting down the gun in his hand, he sighed and looked at the other side, "Xiao Muyuan, you give up now, there is still time."

Xiao Muyuan looked at Doug Lang and shook his head.

Doug Lang joked and laughed, "There are people who are not afraid of death, Diven's vision is not bad!" He threw the gun over with a solemn expression, "But Xiao Muyuan, whether you live or die in today's battle, you can't take it away." Diven."

Xiao Muyuan nodded silently, "I know that." He glanced in the direction of Xiu'an.

Xiu'an will not let He Qingwen go easily, both of them are well aware of this, but they are not in the upper hand in the current situation, they can't fight hard, if they want to get out of the body, they can only wait for rescue, Doug Lang The intention was obviously to delay time, and even if the support arrived in time, it would be difficult to guarantee that He Qingwen would be unscathed in the scuffle. I don't know what Doug Lang's plan would be at that time.

Xiao Muyuan touched the gun in silence, and out of the corner of his eye, He Qingwen half-kneeled on the ground struggling and twisting his body, trying his best to crawl towards them. His voice was already hoarse, his breath was empty, and he was crying softly.

"Stop it, both of you stop it, Douglang, Xiao Muyuan, don't-don't gamble anymore, please-please-"

Xiao Muyuan hurriedly retracted his gaze, tried his best to suppress the sudden surge of sadness in his heart, lowered his head, and suppressed the tears in his eye sockets.

He took a sharp breath, "Mr. Douglang! Xiao - I want to ask you one thing"

☆, name

? Doug Lang's deep eyes flashed, staring at Xiao Muyuan, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Muyuan smiled sadly, covering the thin mist in his eyes.

He weighed the gun in his hand and squeezed it tightly, "If Xiao is really unlucky with this shot—oh!" He paused, "Let him go!"

"What?" Dougron frowned, "What did you say?"

"Let Qingwen be free, let him choose the life he wants, let him go, not with me, nor with anyone, only himself."

Doug Lang listened to him quietly, and was silent for a short moment. Suddenly, he clenched his hands into fists and stood up straight. Forced Xiao Muyuan, "Xiao Muyuan, who do you think you are, what status are you, and what standpoint do you use to beg me for this favor? Ah? Let me tell you, Diven belongs to me. The surname on it is my Wo* family’s surname, and it has nothing to do with your surname Xiao, and it’s not because I, Dougron, am soft-hearted, but because you can still stand here safe and sound and talk to me today. In Diven's mind, it's nothing at all, understand?"

He was so angry that the temperature in the whole room seemed to rise several degrees at once, and his roar was ear-splitting and reverberating.

That's right, what Doug Lang said was absolutely right. He, Xiao Muyuan, was indeed not anyone of He Qingwen's in essence. The issue of staying was endlessly disputed, and He Qingwen used Hongtian as an excuse to try his best to stay. Now that he thinks about it, maybe He Qingwen didn't want to leave at the time.

Xiao Muyuan knew that this sentence angered Doug Lang, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, but he could only laugh at it.

"I'm really sorry, Xiao - overstepped."

"Xiao Muyuan, if you have this thought, you might as well pray for yourself now and think about your own way out."

Xiao Muyuan snorted and laughed, "Xiao seems to have no way out."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and put the gun on his forehead, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth.

"Xiao Muyuan, stop!"

He Qingwen couldn't watch anymore. He tilted his head and closed his eyes, but he couldn't stop his ears. He didn't know how long the fear of watching them meet their death would last. Every time he fired a shot, it meant They are going to take a step towards death. People's luck is always limited, and no matter which person's luck befalls him, he has to accept the death of another person. Holding him, torturing him, making him feel like he is suffering in the karma of hell at this moment.

He really regretted that he was stupid at the beginning and couldn't see the truth of the situation clearly. If it wasn't for his willfulness and ignorance, how could it have developed into the current situation.

If one person is really going to die, then he should be the one who should die the most.

"Xiu'an—stop, stop, kill me, kill me! Let them both stop!"

click -

He Qingwen took a long breath when he heard this voice, his heart trembled involuntarily, his blood rushed rapidly, and his mind went blank.

Looking back, the gun in Xiao Muyuan's hand had been slowly put down.

The fourth shot was empty again.

He Qingwen turned his head back, looked up, his eyes were hazy.Struggling and screaming can't stop it, but in vain it can only make my body and mind lacking and exhausted.

Moreover, he didn't believe in Xiu'an, and he didn't believe that even the death of either of Douglang and Xiao Muyuan could replace his death.

Xiu'an just wanted to watch the show, and just wanted to enjoy the fun of playing with them in the applause for a moment, and in the end, he would bury his head in it.

"Time is running out, isn't Diven planning to bid farewell to the two of them?" Xiu'an sat still, shaking the wine glass in his hand slightly, and staring at the three people in front of him through the bloody liquid.

There are two shots left, the final choice of fate.

Who gave birth to?who died?

This time, it was Dougron's turn to hold the gun.

"Douglan! Give up! Xiu'an only wants my life, even if you die, you can't replace me."

But Doug Lang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled softly at him, "Honey, don't worry, we'll go home after I finish the matter."

Doug Lang seemed to have forgotten that they had quarreled loudly and accused each other two days ago. Doug Lang even made a speech and swore that he would never see him again, find him, and see him again.

Thinking about those words at this moment, it seemed that it was just a joke between the two of them, a family short story that could not withstand scrutiny, and only he, He Qingwen, took it seriously.

He Qingwen looked at him, watching him holding the gun as if nothing had happened, as if he was holding a toy in his hand.

He doesn't care about anything, no matter what he encounters, he can be calm and calm. To him, life and death are like moving from one dimension to another. Is he really not afraid?

"Doug Lang!" He Qingwen hurriedly called out to stop him, "Doug Lang, stop doing unnecessary things, we're done, we're done! My life and death have nothing to do with you. Did you hear me? you have nothing to do