However, Shen Yifan seemed to be unable to hear her voice. He smiled bitterly at her, his eyes filled with moisture, and said softly: "Xiaodie, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have loved you!"
Xiaodie cried and shook her head, tears flying, but her heart hurt so much that she couldn't speak!
"Hurry up! I hate your tears! Just as I hate your love!" Tong Sheng couldn't wait any longer and roared beside them.
Shen Yifan put his hand on the button of his clothes, pondered for a moment and said to Tong Sheng: "Tong Sheng, don't forget what you said!"
Tong Sheng smiled noncommittally and waved the knife in front of Xiaodie's face.
"Don't—I'll take it off!" Shen Yifan shouted, and his slender fingers opened the buttons of his clothes one by one.
"Continue!" Tong Sheng looked at Shen Yifan and urged.
Shen Yifan then continued slowly, his upper body completely exposed to the air.
He has a really good figure, and the six-pack muscles on his abdomen are very stylish. People can't help but want to touch them with their own hands. Moreover, they will fantasize that the bottom of the abdominal muscles is connected to How majestic and rough.
Tong Sheng's cold eyes wandered around Shen Yifan's body, and his cold expression gradually gained a hint of warmth.
Shen Yifan put his hands on the button of his pants, but hesitated.
"Yi Fan! As long as you agree to follow me, we will take care of the business left by your father's generation together..." Tong Sheng seemed to want to retain the last glimmer of hope.
"I won't promise you!" Shen Yifan said and glanced at Tong Sheng, his eyes full of disgust and contempt. With a move of his fingers, the button of his trousers was loosened.
Several of the attendants on the side also turned around. They were Tong Sheng's dead men, and their sexual interests had been exactly the same as Tong Sheng's. When they saw such a scene of male sex, they all showed amusement.
They gathered together, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to eat Shen Yifan.
Two people already had extremely excited expressions, and they were already standing high in the sky. Their eyes swept across Shen Yifan's body evilly, looking forward to his next performance.
Everyone's attention was focused on Shen Yifan. Even Tong Sheng was filled with despair. No one noticed Xiaodie.
Only Shen Yifan's eyes were always on Xiaodie.
When everyone saw something strange in Shen Yifan's eyes, the gun on Tong Sheng's waist was already in her hand.
"Xiaodie!" Shen Yifan exclaimed, standing unsteadily, and black shadows kept appearing in front of her eyes. That was because the muzzle of Xiaodie's gun was pointed at her own chest.
Tong Sheng also reacted. When he realized that the gun on his body had been stolen by Xiaodie, his first reaction was to jump up from Xiaodie and stay away from this crazy woman.
"None of you are allowed to come over!" Xiaodie screamed, pointed the gun at everyone, forced Tong Sheng and the others back a little more, and then lowered the gun to his heart.
My heart was beating vigorously, as if I could feel the touch of the muzzle of the gun. My heart jumped in my chest again and again, trying to kiss the cold muzzle of the gun.
"Xiaodie, don't...don't..." Shen Yifan's eyes were sad and desolate, and he murmured and prayed.
"Bu Yifan! I have never hated myself as much as I do now!" Xiaodie's eyes were cold, and the blood on the corners of her lips made her beautiful face even more gorgeous, giving her a different kind of poignancy.