When Ian came out, the streets were filled with smoke, and someone was cleaning up the corpses on the ground. She looked at the corpses with mixed emotions, then looked up at the apartment behind her, and saw the dark god standing in the window with black curtains half-covered.
, staring at her quietly...
This is Qingfeng's area - 'West Street'. Generally, foreign tourists are not allowed and dare not come to this place.
But no one would have thought that the owner of Alpha Island, the Dark God, would really appear here!
But no matter whether he is a bad person or not, he is her brother Lan, and she must not let anything happen to him.
An An smiled at the Dark God and left West Street...
In the living room of that apartment, not long after An An left, An Shen said a few words to the others and then left shortly after.
When returning to the Yuyan Casino Hotel, Ian An had just walked to the door of the room when he saw several waiters coming in and out holding several bouquets of ginger flowers, as if they were decorating the room in a hurry. The two bodyguards at the door glanced at An An and said nothing.
Say something and stand quietly to let her in.
The luxurious presidential suite has extremely expensive furnishings, with fragrant white ginger flowers placed in every corner.
ej stood aside with his hands behind his back and wearing sunglasses, "Miss Yi is back?"
He always spoke without changing his tone, so no emotion could be heard.
But if EJ is here, Huangfu Weir is also here. Yi An'an didn't say anything and rubbed his nose a little uncomfortable.
The scent of ginger flowers was so strong that it wafted throughout the suite, as if it was deliberately covering up some smell.
"The young master is taking a bath, do you want to have breakfast?" EJ asked her politely.
Ian'an shook his head, "No need."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a soft hum coming from the side.
An An turned around and saw Huangfu Weir who had just come out of the bathroom and was leaning tall on the golden door frame.
He was wearing a dark blue bathrobe, and his brown hair had just been washed and fell in front of his forehead, dripping with water drops on his toned neck and chest half covered with light golden hair. His expression was lazy and confused.
, has a natural sense of nobility and fatal charm...
"I hope we can talk." An An looked back and stood aside seriously.
He didn't speak for a while, and his thin lips were slightly raised on his sharp face, which seemed to be a smile but not a smile!
But this kind of smile with unknown meaning will only make Yi An'an feel scared.
Because you never know what he will do next.
Ian'an shook hands tightly. But surprisingly, he didn't do anything shocking. He just walked to the sofa area in front and sat down, picked up the newspaper and started reading leisurely.
A minute passed before he raised his deep purple eyes from the newspaper and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
Yi Anan pursed her lips and felt a little unnatural standing in front.
This was almost beyond her expectations. There was no fierce quarrel or harsh questioning, or someone immediately asking someone to lock her up.
According to Huangfu Weir's usual terrifying desire for control, he shouldn't be so calm.
But Yi An'an didn't want to bother guessing him and went straight to the point, "As I said a few days ago, I won't be with you anymore. Lan Feng loves me, but you keep lying to me. I wouldn't have liked it before.
You, even less so now, will leave Lan Feng and I. If you still think about the friendship between us, I hope you won't do anything to stop me."
She tried her best to use a negotiating tone, hoping that this person would find out.
When Huangfu Weir heard her words, he was not anxious, but instead snorted with a trace of mockery.
He leaned forward and looked at Ian'an, with a strange curve on his lips, "But you have to think clearly, do you want to go with Lan Feng, or the dark god who spent the night with you?"
Along with his meaningful words, the newspaper was thrown on the table in front of the table with a 'snap'.
Yi An'an's eyes were wide open, her face full of horror!
"Yes, so what if we are together? Let me ask you, did you call those government people this morning? Really?!" An An glared at him angrily, her voice trembling with anger.
Sure enough, he found out that she was with another man yesterday. Thinking of the Dark God's injury, An An could no longer calm down. He must have wanted to threaten Lan Feng with her identity as the Dark God again.
Huangfu Will frowned and his face darkened, "What did you say?"
"You don't have to pretend!" Ian'an shouted hoarsely, "I came back this time to tell you that if you dare to do anything to him, I will die for you!"
An An knew that Huangfu Weir just wanted her to be his lover, and she wanted to tell him that if Lan Feng died, she would die too.
Huangfu Weir's expression finally changed, and his eyes gradually became dark and cold, "You want to threaten me with death?"
"I'm telling you, you may be able to make people die, but you can't stop someone who wants to die!"
She said these words and no longer wanted to stay in this room filled with the scent of ginger flowers and bath shampoo.
A smell that is too strong will make people with a sensitive sense of smell uncomfortable. Generally, perfumers will not stop at places with pungent smells.
Just like a sommelier, in order to protect the taste, one cannot eat chili peppers.
But for An An, the owner of this room is the most important reason.
When she walked to the door of the room, his deep voice soon came from behind, "Come back."
The bodyguard guarding outside heard the sound and immediately stopped her.
Ian'an gritted his teeth and unconsciously touched the gun on his body.
"Where are you going?" Huangfu Weir sat elegantly in the middle of the sofa like a king, with his legs crossed and a forbearance on his handsome face, "I don't have to worry about you this time... but I warn you, these two days will be the most difficult.
Just stay there and don't run around."
She slowly turned around and looked back at him with hatred on her beautiful face.
Where does the arrogant, almost benevolent sense of superiority in his words come from? It seems that he is supremely tolerant of her. It seems that he is the master of her life, he is her God, it is so natural.
Seeing that Yi An'an's expression was wrong, Huangfu Weir also narrowed his eyes.
During the time he spent with An An, he knew very well that she was not a docile girl.
Sure enough, Ian'an took a deep breath and suddenly pulled out a gun from his body——
"Don't force me..."
The moment she pulled down the safety bolt, Huangfu Weir's expression changed, he flashed over at an invisible speed, grabbed her wrist and shouted, "You're crazy, what do you want to do?!"
"Let go!!" Ian'an shook off his hand.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the air, and it went off.
The bullet flew past Huangfu Weir's head and hit the vase behind him. The vase instantly shattered into pieces on the carpet. The water slowly opened and white ginger flowers scattered on the ground, like fluttering white butterflies!
The bodyguards outside the door rushed in immediately after hearing the sound, and everyone including EJ pulled out their guns and pointed them at Ian -
"stop!"
Huangfu Weir quickly stopped them.
He looked at the broken vase behind him, with a look of horror on his face, but also mixed with a trace of pain.
"You...you shot me?" He looked at Ian'an in disbelief, feeling a blood-red wound open in his heart, "You can really do it?..."
The person you like wants to kill you. He doesn't know how to describe the pain and helplessness he feels.
Ian'an's face also turned pale, and the hand holding the gun trembled and gradually drooped, obviously not expecting this situation.
She moved her lips, her eyes a little confused, "I...I...I..."
She wanted to say that I didn't mean it.
She didn't think about shooting, but she accidentally pulled the trigger while they were tugging. Her original plan to bring the gun back was that if Huangfu Weir didn't let her go, she would put the gun to her head.
Force him to let her go.
She just took out the gun and just wanted to execute this plan. Huangfu Weir was too sensitive and was afraid that she would commit suicide!
Yi An'an looked at his trembling lips and wanted to apologize, but when she thought that Brother Lan might have been shot because of him, she felt very hateful in her heart, and she gritted her teeth and said with a guilty conscience, "Yes... yes... so what?"
Let me tell you, if you dare to force me again in the future, I...I...I will...kill you."
She said she was panicking. After all, they had been together for such a long time and she would never do anything. She just wanted him to let her go.
Huangfu Weir thought she would explain, but now his face had completely sunk to the bottom of his face, and his beautiful purple eyes were gradually becoming sad in the gloom.
"Kill me?" He smiled a little obscurely, "Have you forgotten who taught you how to shoot?"
"You...don't force me, I have someone I like."
"Say one more thing!"
An An tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, but his expression became even worse, "I want to leave, I don't want to be with... you... together..."
Looking at his injured face, her voice lowered little by little.
For some reason, her heart twitched when she looked at his current appearance! This feeling was uncomfortable.
In her eyes, this man has always been aloof and arrogant. He has a fearless attitude in everything he encounters. He is so casual and uninhibited. He can solve everything with a smile!
Although he had bullied her and deceived her, An An suddenly couldn't stand his painful and sad face.
She hated this unknown feeling of panic and guilt, it was obvious that he had been forcing her.
"I'm telling you, don't force me again!!"
Forced to become anxious by her complicated mood, she closed her eyes and raised the gun again.
"Put down the gun!" Facing the muzzle of the gun, Huangfu Weir's face was extremely sinister, but he did not flinch at all.
"If you push me again, be careful...from now on..."
Looking at her trembling hands, Huangfu Will gritted his teeth and smiled slowly and cruelly, "Very good, you finally angered me again, and I tell you, you will pay the price for what you did today!
"
After finishing her words, when Yi An'an was frightened and uneasy, the bodyguard behind her suddenly shot her in the back of the head.
Ian'an's vision immediately went dark, and he fell forward.
Often when Huangfu Weir was in front of him, she could smell the thick bath shampoo on him, which seemed to... smell of blood medicine?
It seems that something has been overlooked.
But she no longer had the mind to think about this fleeting thought, because when she woke up, she was locked up by him again and the gun was put away.