Chapter 582

Lin an an "plop" for a while, kneeling next to the body, eyes deep condensation in the cap.

She reached out her shaking hand and opened it carefully.

The crowd held their breath.

When the cap was picked up, everyone was relieved.

Not Jiang muxiao.

At this time, a secretary in the crowd suddenly stood up and said, "well, I seem to see the president go to the roof."

Because she was not sure, her eyes were wandering when she spoke.

But Lin an suddenly stood up, "is he on the roof?"

The secretary was asked, but not very sure to say: "I don't know, it seems to be."

Lin an an looked at the corpse behind him, followed his breath, and said in a cold voice, "let the police deal with it."

Then he turned and walked to the roof.

To the roof, there is no direct elevator, only a long staircase, winding panel area, like a snake spitting letter.

Xiao Lin, who followed him, said breathlessly, "madam, please wait for me here. I'll go up to the president."

Lin An'an, however, seemed not to hear Xiao Lin's voice at all. He climbed up the stairs with his hands and feet.

Now, she has only one belief in her heart.

As long as Jiang muxiao is alive, everything becomes insignificant.

It is the breathing at the moment, the heavy legs, and the long stairs that seem to have no fetters.

She finally climbed the last step and reached for the door.

However, the silence of the roof, but in this moment, issued a bang.

Another shot.

Lin An's body trembled irresistibly, like a kite without a rope, almost floating away.

Fortunately, Xiaolin has arrived in time, holding Lin An'an's waist.

"Madam..."

Lin an stood up reluctantly, looking pale, but he already murmured: "it's OK, Jiang muxiao will be OK, Jiang muxiao will be ok..."

Sour tears, in the nasal cavity, astringent.

She jerked the door open, and there was a blue sky outside.

There are two men standing on the empty roof.

One is Liao Yiyang, the other is Jiang muxiao.

Liao Yiyang's hand, holding a gun, the muzzle aimed at the temple of Jiang muxiao.

And Jiang muxiao, with a knife in his hand, put the blade against Liao Yiyang's jaw.

It's a fight between life and death.

The picture, when they see Lin An'an at the same time, freeze.

And Lin an an, just looking at them from a distance, the expression on his face is clearly unbelievable.

They have formed a strange triangular relationship.

"What are you doing?"

After a short silence, Lin an broke out a cry.

With this cry, the mountains are shaking.

Liao Yiyang's hand shook gently.

The blade in Jiang muxiao's hand was shining in the sun.

His eyes are still as deep as an ancient well, but when he looks at Lin An'an, it is strange that Lin an can't understand.

The strangeness is the coldness and habit of killing people.

Lin An's body shook again.

Worry, in an instant, flies in my heart.

She shook her head and looked at Jiang muxiao as if she saw the light torn and the darkness coming.

Everyone has his own bright side and his dark side.

Lin An'an thought that she had seen all the features of Jiang muxiao for a long time. Until today, she did not know that her understanding of this man was very simple.

"Put down the knife, will you?"

She trembled and looked at Jiang muxiao almost imploringly.

The knife, sharp, did not hesitate to advance a millimeter.

If you push harder, it's a burst of blood vessels.

And Liao Yiyang's hand, to always pull the trigger steadily.

Lin an an looked at the two men, helpless and hesitating.

She went to Jiang muxiao, but heard Liao Yiyang shouting: "An'an, don't come here. I'm going to let you know today that Jiang muxiao doesn't deserve you at all!"

Jiang muxiao still stares at Liao Yiyang tightly and doesn't say a word.

“……” Tears hit down, Lin an helplessly shook his head: "why, why?"

"An an, as long as Jiang muxiao is dead, you are mine."

He looked at Jiang muxiao, with evil obsession and desire in his eyes.

The wrist shakes slightly.

Lin an looks at Liao Yiyang and shakes his head, shakes his head, shakes his head

"Yiyang, if he died, I would have no meaning to live."

Soaked in a sad sentence, Liao Yiyang was stunned.

"Why? Haven't you seen it clearly? This man is a selfish man at all. Why can't you wake up, Ann? You've chosen the wrong one and been let down once. I won't give your happiness to anyone again. ""Yiyang!"

Lin anxiously called to him: "you are the one who doesn't understand. Happiness can only be given to me by myself. No one else can give it to me. My happiness is not because of Jiang muxiao, but because I feel that I am very happy with Jiang muxiao. I will feel lucky with you, too. It's just between friends and lovers. I really thank you very much Thank you for your kindness and care, but it's not love. If I don't tell you, I won't have peace all my life. "

"No..." Liao Yiyang did not accept the roar: "I can choose to bless you, but the premise is that this man can bring you happiness, but you have a good look at this man, you have a look! Will you open your eyes wide? "

"This is a man with selfish desires. In order to accomplish his great career, he can use anyone, even his former allies. He is still merciless when he strikes. If one day, he no longer loves you, he can still abandon you like a shoe."

"That's what happened to my mother. ANN, listen to me, OK? Let's leave this place of dispute, take our children and live a new life, OK?"

Lin An's eyes, but always staring at the gun in his hand.

She's a real over the top woman.

"Jiang muxiao!"

She yelled and interrupted Liao Yiyang's talk: "don't kill him!"

Tears surged in an instant.

Jiang muxiao's wrist is straight down, and the blade in his hand goes to the tip of his foot. When Liao Yiyang bows his head, the gun in his hand is kicked away mercilessly.

Bang, the gun landed.

The knife in Jiang muxiao's hand is inserted into Liao Yiyang's foot.

Liao Yiyang wails.

The cold moon, stained with a layer of blood.

Everything seems to be at peace again.