Messy long hair, dirty face, as if unable to focus the pupil lock in the past, but inexplicably let people palpitation, red lips emerge a little radian: "otherwise, why do you think Xue Xijing will choose to exchange hostages on this bridge, Xue Weiliu is his sister, Avril is the woman he loves, no matter who has a problem, he can't bear."

Gu Shaoqing didn't open her mouth in the whole process. Standing beside Mu Jiutian, she turned a blind eye to Liu Mengrong's help line.

"Mujiutian, this is a false accusation. The bridge is 30 kilometers long, and all the steel bars are on it. There is no place where monitoring can be installed."

"Then open your dog's eyes and see what's there?" When you point your finger to the top of the slope not far away, your whole mood begins to collapse. Your nerves are so tense that they almost burst. Your face is full of despicable: "is it because I put the monitoring out in front of you that you are willing to admit that I will send you to prison after killing huainuan? Liu Mengrong, I will let you have a taste of restlessness day and night, I'll let you live in prison. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Sweet wine..."

"Mujiutian, I was just close to the railing, but I didn't push you..." Gu Shaoqing's voice was drowned in Liu Mengrong's pale explanation: "I just accidentally tripped, I don't like you, but I'm not shameless enough to hurt..."

"Pop."

A crisp slap.

Mu wine sweet cold voice, show eyebrows full of cold haze: "you harm me just, why the key Sheng Huai warm."

"She has nothing to do with you. Even if she stands beside me, why do you want to harm her? Why do you want to kill her? What's the matter? You come to me. It's me who alienates Gu Shaoqing and forces you to leave Gu's group, not her."

Sentence by sentence, constantly narrowing the distance, invisible between the emotions of Liu Mengrong pulled to the extreme.

"Have you been in the dark corner too long to see anyone happy?"

"Mujiu is sweet." The name suddenly yelled out, and finally the mood in her mind was torn off. Against the palm print of her left face, Liu Mengrong was completely crazy: "I just tripped up accidentally. Who would have thought that Sheng huainuan would be pushed down? She didn't grasp it firmly. It's none of my business..."

"You finally admit it."

"I didn't mean to admit it."

"I'll make you pay."

"I said it. I didn't mean it. What else do you want?"

If mujiutian has a gun in her hand, she will shoot without hesitation. Even if one life pays for another, she can afford it.

Whether it's Liu Mengrong, the culprit, or Qi Ruifeng, the scum man, she will send him to be buried with Sheng huainuan.

Gu Shaoqing stood on his side from beginning to end, looking at the wine sweet like a madman, frowning and comforting: "wine sweet, calm down."

"Calm down, how can you calm me down?"

Mujiutian almost subconsciously retorts that even Gu Shaoqing's arms that she wants to put up are broken free by her avoiding the virus.

Looking at the wrinkles between Gu Shaoqing's eyes and eyebrows, he seemed to suddenly realize something. He opened his eyes wide: "you are choosing... To protect her?"

Heart treasure.

Even her mujiutian was only Liu Mengrong's substitute at first.

How did she believe what Gu Shaoqing said and believe him?

The mood was suddenly lifted up, the whole person with shortness of breath could not help retreating, even the person who rushed to support from the center of the bridge hit her, she did not notice.

"Be careful."

"Don't touch me."

He was shrill and hoarse.

Mujiutian couldn't accept Gu Shaoqing's approach. Every time he retreated, he trembled, as if he could fall to the ground in the next second: "Gu Shaoqing, she killed huainuan. Do you understand, she killed huainuan..."

"Sweet wine, I didn't say anything. I just want you to calm down."

A pale explanation.

Mujiutian looks at Liu Mengrong and Gu Shaoqing standing side by side. The sunshine on her head is pouring down. She looks like the man and woman in the idol drama.

The eyelashes trembled: "then you let people catch Liu Mengrong, I want her to die, I must let her die..."

"Shaoqing..."

"Shut up."

Side eyes scold, Gu Shaoqing turn eyes back, eye bottom visible back to temperature, but fell in the eyes of mujiutian, only left after pouring rain Qingu cool."Jiutian, it's not sure whether Sheng huainuan died or not. She disappeared six years ago and returned a year ago, and the specific situation is not sure. Mengrong said that it was an accident. Believe me, i..."

"Bang."

The sound of direct firing is not obvious in the noisy places where people are saved.

The scream of a woman, high heels back unsteadily fell to the ground.

If mujiutian is not in a state of mental instability, it is Liu Mengrong's heart that is hit by this shot.

The blood from his left arm made Gu Shaoqing's pupils shrink suddenly, and all the expressions on Qingjun's face faded instantly, leaving only a thin layer of coldness. Frowning swept Liu Mengrong's wrinkled face with pain, and her eyes were complex with the sweet eyes of Mujiu.

Her little face was completely expressionless, whether it was hatred or disgust.

Holding the gun in both hands, I don't know where it came from.

But Gu Shaoqing should have guessed that he just ran into the man beside Mu Jiutian.

There is no blood color, about to slightly buckle up again ready to launch bullets, Gu Shaoqing eyes color slightly cold block in front of Liu Mengrong who fell to the ground.

Mu wine sweet deep breathing, pupil sharp: "Gu Shaoqing, you get out of the way."

"Jiutian, it's not settled yet. You..."

"I told you to get out of the way, didn't you understand?"

Holding his hands up, he fired a shot into the sky, and then re aimed at him. Mujiutian took a deep breath: "it's really ridiculous. In this case, Liu Mengrong is the one you choose between me and Liu Mengrong."

For a few seconds.

Listening to the faint cry behind, and the blood spreading to the ground, Gu Shaoqing glanced at the wine sweet eyes.

He can read it.

Today, if Liu Mengrong does not die, mujiutian will not give up.

The line of face is stiff, pupil Mou is dark deep: "wine is sweet, can't you believe me once?"

"No Without hesitation, the upset mood was even more terrifying than Liu Mengrong: "Gu Shaoqing, you have completely lost my trust."

With a bang, the bullet passed Gu Shaoqing's left shoulder, and there was a shrill scream behind him.

Mujiutian looked at his eyes coldly: "at the beginning, I believed in you, what did I get, now you still let me believe you?" She sneered and asked in her extremely calm voice: "then I'll let you believe me once. I won't hit you. I won't..."

The long tone and the bullet suddenly shot across Gu Shaoqing's shoulder and side, mingled with the screaming voice of women, and the last one "accidentally" fell into Gu Shaoqing's right arm.

Directly through, spray out of the blood splashed on Liu Mengrong's face, warm: "Shaoqing."

Gu Shaoqing didn't bear to step back, stepped on the skirt of the woman who was sitting on the ground, pure white branded a dirty mark.

The strength of holding a gun is so heavy that it almost hurts my own mouth. Mujiutian licks his dry lips, and his voice is very low: "Gu Shaoqing, you see, this is the result that you believe me."

It's also the result that she once believed in him.

"Mujiutian, are you crazy?" Liu Mengrong couldn't take care of her injured arm. She quickly got up and held Gu Shaoqing: "he's your husband. How can you treat him like this? Do you still have some..."

Before he finished, he was pushed away.

It was like a slap in the face.

In a moment of embarrassment and embarrassment, Liu Mengrong clenched her fist, breathed disorderly and quickly. After pausing for a few seconds, she pointed at Mu Jiutian: "Mu Jiutian, I really don't understand you. Is Shaoqing not good to you? I've heard about it. He helped you acquire Mu's group. He also helped you block sulfuric acid. Such a good man alienates me because you hate me. "

"He has done everything he can for you. Don't you think it's too much for you to shoot him so directly?"

Looking at the delicate chin on the opposite side raised, even if she tried to be aggressive, she didn't see the slightest change in her face, even the pure black darkness rolling at the bottom of her eyes.

Biting her lips, Liu Mengrong continued: "and I've said that I didn't mean to. What else do you want? Isn't Sheng huainuan sure that she is dead? When she comes out, I'll apologize to her."

"No more."

Mujiutian knows that there are few bullets in the gun. Gu Shaoqing protects her. She can't move Liu Mengrong.Even if there is no love, there is always saving grace in it.

She took a deep breath and looked coldly at the two opposite people. Her voice was as calm as she could: "it's impossible for her to live for such a long time, or even the corpses may be broken to the point where they can't be found because of the explosion, so..."

If it stops suddenly.

Mu Jiutian's eyes suddenly cool down. Liu Mengrong screams because of the strange warmth. He is so flustered that he wants to run away, but his legs are too soft to move.

Heavy breathing, can only watch Mu Jiutian rushed towards her, closer and closer, even Gu Shaoqing want to pull her because her right arm is not strong and useless, heart almost fly out of the chest.

It's crazy to drink sweet wine.

She's really crazy.

She wants to die with herself. She is not afraid of death for the sake of Sheng huainuan.

But she was afraid.

She's really scared.

There is only one idea in Liu Mengrong's mind, running away, but before she has time to turn around, the strength of the sudden rush behind her pushes her out.

Standing on the side of the bridge, the two bodies crossed the railings with great force and then dropped rapidly.

You can even hear the surging sound of the sea beating on the bridge foundation.

"Sweet wine..."

The man's voice, hoarse to pain, roared and flew.

The bleeding right arm is weak, brushing the leg of mojiutian's trousers and rushing to the air. At last, the only picture in front of us is mojiutian's pale face and dark eyes, which are as deep as ink.