Chapter 126: The Witch Church's Plan Monthly Pass)
"Actually, I have always had a question," He Ao slowly raised his hands and turned his head carefully little by little. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of slender thighs wrapped in black pantyhose, and then the shrouded
With the sexy body under the red dress, He Ao's eyes gradually moved up until the face that was extremely familiar to Roy appeared in his field of vision.
"Monica, can you answer me?"
"Don't move, I don't have to answer you." Monica seemed to be satisfied with her condescending posture at this moment. She glanced at He Ao's seriously injured body and the painful look on He Ao's face when he twisted his body, and then took another look.
Chiko's body fell to the ground, her finger on the trigger, "Maybe you can ask the God of Death."
Christos also turned to look at Monica at this moment. He wanted to make a move, but even the action was a little difficult. He looked at He Ao, only to find that He Ao was looking closely at the gun in Monica's hand.
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So he said weakly, "Monica, you are also from the Witch Church, and the consortium hired you to kill me?"
"Yes," Monica smiled lightly and looked at Christos, "Mr. Christos, wait a moment, I'll be with you soon."
And the moment she moved her eyes away from He Ao, He Ao, who originally looked extremely weak, suddenly stood up. He tilted his head slightly, turned away from the dark muzzle, and then punched hard with his right hand.
Monica's wrist.
Click——
With an extremely slight sound, Monica's wrist bone was directly shattered, and the gun she held tightly in her hand was slightly loosened for a short time.
He Ao took advantage of the situation and turned his fist into a palm, turned and pulled, took the gun into his hand, and pointed it at Monica's eyebrows.
In this brief moment of gaze movement, the person pointed at the gun reversed course.
"I think you can answer my question now," He Ao stood up slowly and looked down at Monica. Because of the violent exercise just now, blood oozed from his abdomen again, staining the white gauze red.
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"I love you, I have loved you."
Monica looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and said while retreating.
"I'm not surprised that the Norde Consortium can copy my products, but," He Ao glanced at her, ignored what she said, and asked softly, "How did they accurately find my supplier list and downstream sales?
List of dealers? Why can they always 'guess' my response strategy in advance and snipe me accurately?"
"I am here for our future. Your fight with the consortium is impossible to succeed,"
Monica was leaning against the wall at this moment, her hands tightened nervously and touched the hem of her skirt.
"So you sold me for a good price?"
He Ao looked at her calmly.
"No, I have always loved you. You have to believe me. I just wanted to wait until my life was better before I would come back to you and we could live a better life together."
There were tears in Monica's eyes, "Including the fact that I pointed the gun at you just now, I didn't actually want to kill you. I just wanted to hurt you and then disguise you as being killed to hide it from the church. I really didn't
I thought about killing you."
"I also brought special first aid medicine." She quickly flipped the hem of her skirt. The black stockings that covered her thighs under her skirt were tied with a silver stainless steel leg ring that was slightly sunken into her flesh.
Monica reached for the small medicine bottle, "I really never thought about killing you, I still love you."
"Don't move," He Ao lowered his gun, "What is the Witch Church's plan?"
"We... they want to hold a sacrificial ceremony to summon the offspring of the Desire Witch," Monica paused, but she still held the medicine bottle, "They failed once before, so
This time they are determined to win."
She raised her head and looked at He Ao lovingly, "Roy, I have always loved you. Everything is for our future. I have learned a lot of knowledge in the Witch Church, and you will definitely like it.
"
At this moment, there was a slight ripple in He Ao's heart, which came from Roy's emotions.
Roy really loved Monica. For a long time, he really wanted to marry the woman in front of him, have children, and live his life in peace.
Monica noticed the change in He Ao's expression. She slowly pulled out the medicine bottle from her leg ring little by little.
"We can leave secretly and pretend that nothing happened. I have saved a lot of money over the years. Although it still cannot reach the life I once planned to give you, but if you don't mind working hard with me, we can leave Chenxi City.
, go to a place where no one can find it and live in peace."
Her voice was unusually soft, like the spring breeze blowing over He Ao's cheek, bringing a little warmth and sweetness. At the same time, she slowly picked up the medicine bottle in her hand.
"I love you, Roy, I really, really love you."
"careful!"
Christos behind him quickly shouted.
boom--
The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out.
Monica's eyes widened and she stared blankly at the man in front of her.
The bullet passed between her eyebrows, shattering the back of her head, and bright red blood splattered all over the wall behind her.
She held the small medicine bottle tightly in her hand. The bottom of the medicine bottle was not a plastic cover, but a black muzzle.
This is a mini gun disguised as a pill bottle.
Her body slipped to the side and fell heavily to the ground.
There was a muffled sound.
"Thanks."
He Ao threw the gun in his hand on Monica's body and said softly.
This is the response to the words 'I love you'.
The gun he just threw out should be a firearm specially designed to target extraordinary beings, and it is more powerful than ordinary pistols.
After the gunshot, the entire backstage fell into a brief silence.
He Ao was silent for a moment, took out a cigarette from under his windbreaker, lit it, and held it in his mouth.
Next to Monica's body was a small ventilation window. Through this window, he could vaguely see the silent night sky and the city dotted with stars under the night sky.
The vast Chenxi City was at his feet at the moment.
He slowly walked aside and pulled out the dagger that had just been thrown away and stuck on the ground.
Christos had now recovered enough to stand up straight. He looked at Monica's body and was silent for a moment.
It was Monica who invited him to the concert, and it was Monica who just sent him a text message asking him to come backstage. He usually doesn't offend his friends in the media, so even though he doesn't like to attend this kind of concert, he still came.
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He slowly walked to Chico's body and stared at the dead beauty.
Chiko's body is slowly changing with her death, her sexy cheeks are slightly shrinking, and her brown hair is lightening little by little, returning to shining gold.
