Along with the sound of the gunshot, his body suddenly felt a stab of pain.
It's not the heart, it's the right arm.
He opened his eyes suddenly, looked down, and found a blood stain on his white shirt, where the bullet had grazed his arm.
The shouting behind him suddenly stopped.
He looked back and found that Mu Zhining was still in the posture of baring her teeth and claws to attack him, her expression gradually changed from ferocious to numb, and her heart was pierced by a bullet.
The blood was like a blooming poppy, dyeing her dress red.
Mu Zhining was stunned for a moment. After seeing the blood on her chest, her face turned pale. She quickly rolled her eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.
There was a burst of rhythmic and powerful applause from outside the door.
Ning Chengxu looked at Shengge with praise in his eyes, "Sister Sheng, you are so humble. Although you haven't touched a gun in so many years, your skills are still very accurate. You really deserve to be taught by me."
Shengge threw away the revolver in her hand. Under the dim light of the kerosene lamp in the wooden house, her face was cold and she did not answer him at all.
Feng Yunian was still standing there, his eyes meeting Ning Chengxu's.
Ning Chengxu smiled sarcastically, not sure whether he was laughing at Feng Yunian or himself, "You won. We just played a game and asked Sister Sheng to choose between you and this woman. You are carrying her behind your back so late.
Even if I come to the suburbs to date my old lover, she can still choose you, which makes me envious of you."
"game?"
Feng Yunian's heart suddenly felt cold, and there was a chill all over his body.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, frowned and looked at Shengge.
Shengge didn't look at him, but stared at Mu Zhining, who had fallen to the ground, and said to Ning Chengxu, "Is this the result you want to see? Is it fun?"
"It's not fun because I made you unhappy."
Ning Chengxu suppressed the loneliness in his eyes and said in a softer voice, "Sister Sheng, you are still young, so it is understandable that you want a good-looking little pet, but I can do it too. I will accompany you to act and play as long as you want.
Wan, isn’t the friendship between me and you for so many years deeper than that between you and this man?"
Feng Yunian's eyebrows tightened, and he keenly noticed his words of 'many years of love'.
Both men's eyes were on Shengge.
Shengge looked straight ahead, without looking at any of them, and turned around and walked out of the wooden house. As he walked, he said, "It's very late and I'm tired. Since the game was requested by Master Xu, then Mu Zhining's aftermath will be left to Master Xu."
Take care of it yourself.”
She walked out for a few steps, but no one followed her, reminding her, "Aren't you going? Do you want to use your legs to walk back?"
Feng Yunian quickly trotted to keep up.
When passing by Ning Chengxu, he and Ning Chengxu's eyes met coldly, sparks flew, and they both felt a strong dislike for each other.
On the car ride back to the Bay Villa, the air pressure was extremely low, and no one spoke first to break the silence.
Feng Yunian turned his head cautiously and glanced at Shengge.
She was looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, her face was expressionless, her eyes were cold, and she didn't know what to think about.
The street lamp outlined a dim yellow halo on her profile, reflecting her breathtakingly beautiful little face into his heart.
Tonight, I learned that Shengge was only targeting Mu Zhining behind him, not him.
He still felt a little happy in his heart.
But the air pressure in the car was too low at the moment, and Shengge was obviously not happy. Lu Shishi, who was driving, didn't even dare to move.
Feng Yunian made a tentative move, crossed the "Chu River and Han Boundary" between the two, and gently pulled her cuffs.
Shengge didn't react at all, still looking out the car window in trance.
Young Feng Yu coughed twice, with a hint of resentment in his tone, "Shengge, I'm injured..."