After hesitating for a long time, Gong Yaxun finally nodded in agreement. At this point, she was probably riding a tiger.
"But why do you hate Xia Keke so much? Didn't you...were you together with Chen Xu before? So now you..."
Seeing Han Xian's increasingly cold eyes, she didn't dare to ask anymore. After all, a person had just died under her nose.
"You don't need to know this."
"You, you are not an ordinary person." She mustered up the courage and asked gently and tentatively. If she could ask something, it would be good for her in the future. Now she deeply felt the difference in Han Xian.
The terrifying temperament of ordinary people.
"What do you want to know?" Han Xian raised her eyebrows.
"I, no, it's nothing! It's just you...your skills..."
"How much do you know about the underworld?"
"What? Black, underworld? I... know a little bit."
"Have you ever heard of the famous female killer 'Blood Poppy' in the underworld?" Han Xianqiao said with a sweet smile while fiddling with her long bright red nails.
"'Blood Poppy'? Ah, then you..." Gong Yaxun, who had reacted, looked at Han Xian, who looked thin and petite, but was actually vigorous and vigorous, and her heart was shocked.
Now, she really can't turn back. Anyone who knows the underworld knows the viciousness and skill of the female killer "Blood Poppy" who suddenly appeared half a year ago. There are many people she wants to kill who can't be killed.
"Now that you know my identity, then cooperate with me obediently and do your part. Otherwise... you should know the consequences. Let's leave quickly. If we don't leave, it will be terrible if someone finds out." He grabbed me.
Her hand dragged Gong Yaxun away, who was in a jealous and frightened state.
After a few footsteps, there was silence in the luxurious and gorgeous rose garden. A few rose vine leaves quietly fell to the ground, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. The bright crystal-like mercury lay quietly on the ground.
There is a petite figure in yellow clothes, with a large amount of blood on the ground on his head, a pale face lifeless, and next to him is a golf club with blood...
In the summer evening, the originally scorching weather became cool and pleasant. The black-haired boy who was quietly lying on the couch and taking a nap slowly opened his eyes. His long bangs covered his eyes, but they could not cover his bright eyes.
Her amber eyes and fair, delicate face spread out circles of halo under the setting sun, making people intoxicated...
An Chenxu stood up slowly and shook his head with the sleepiness of just waking up.
Cocoa must be very happy now! A forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and what lingered in her mind was that charming figure.
As for Han Xian, she and Coco get along so well now, but he is inexplicably worried in his heart. There are so many doubts about Han Xian, are her motives really pure?
No matter what, it would be the best if she can change for the better. Now that he has no feelings for her, it’s time to destroy their memories!
Buried under the soft chair with the largest rose vine in the rose garden, he once wanted to give her a precious amethyst brooch on his birthday but failed to do so - it was the only relic left to him by his grandmother when she was alive.
He told him that he wanted to give it to his beloved one, but he didn’t expect...
Well, it’s time to take it back...
(55555... It has been several days, and the ticket collection is almost empty. Xiaoxia is so sad, so sad! Also, thank you Qianxi for sending me two New Year greetings red envelopes. I love you so much, hehehe! )