A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Han's forehead, and the huge pain made his handsome cheeks become tight and ferocious.
ha.
Hahaha.
Ran Ran felt the hot blood splashing on her hands. It was really hot. She couldn't help laughing. She leaned forward and backward with laughter. She finally killed him with her own hands.
So what if she can't get him, no one else can!
Ran Ran pulled the knife back hard, and blood immediately stained the ground.
At this time, Zhang Han's eyes darkened, he fell off the chair and fell to the ground.
"Zhang Han! Zhang Han!"
Lin Buran shouted something loudly, and she struggled to break away from the rope. At this time, the rope in her hands became loose. She untied her hands and crawled over from the ground, crawling to Zhang Han's side.
"Zhang Han, are you okay? You don't want to die. You must not die!" Lin Buran reached out and hugged his head.
Zhang Han's eyes were a little distracted. He looked at Lin Buran's red eyes, slowly raised the corners of his lips, and said weakly, "Don't you hate me? Then I'm dead now, and you will never look at it again."
It’s up to me.”
Lin Buran hated him, but she never wanted him to die, or anyone to die. The slender Yujie trembled in panic, and tears as big as beans fell down.
She trembled and said, "Zhang Han, think about Yueyue. Do you want Yueyue to have no father? You must hold on."
Her tears fell on his face, one drop, two drops, three drops... countless drops. Zhang Han looked at her and felt that if she were not so kind and beautiful, he would not fall in love with her.
Zhang Han held her little hand and said, "Lin Buran, I'm sorry for what happened in the past... It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and you and I can't do it again."
It would be great if there was a chance to come back, he would definitely treat her well.
Lin Buran doesn't think about anything now, he just wants to live. "Zhang Han, if you want to compensate me for Yueyue, please live on. If you want to die, how can such a good thing happen?"
Zhang Han opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but nothing came out. At this time, he slowly let go of Lin Buran's hand and fell to the ground.
He closed his eyes.
What's up with him?
Lin Buran's pupils shrank suddenly and he forgot to breathe. Was he...dead?
She stretched out her hand tremblingly and reached under his nose. It was cold and breathless.
He is dead.
No.
How could a person like him, a devil like him, die like this? How could anyone dare to accept him?
"Zhang Han! Zhang Han, wake up quickly! Zhang Han!" Lin Buran cried bitterly while holding him.
Ran Ran stopped laughing. She looked at Zhang Han who was no longer breathing, and suddenly became confused. Zhang Han was dead.
Her brother Han is dead, killed by her own hands.
Her nerves became abnormal, and she went a little crazy, "Death... it's good to die... Hahaha, I killed someone, I killed the person I love most..."
Ran Ran stumbled out with a knife, and she disappeared from everyone's sight like a madman.
Lin Buran's eyes were blurred by tears. At this moment, someone walked in, it was Zhang Shoushun.
Zhang Shoushun has been watching everything happening here from the next door. Now seeing his mortal enemy dead, he really feels like a big man.
He grabbed Lin Buran and said, "Don't cry. Zhang Han is dead. Now I will send you mother and daughter down to bury him with him."