Chapter 225

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Ling Tian was stunned. He noticed that yexuanchen had eaten all the food, and there was nothing left.

So yexuanchen thought that Ling Tian had been staring at him because of his appetite.

"Are you full?" Ling Tian asked.

Yexuan's face turned black. Is this guy laughing at him?

"Hum!" After a cold hum, yexuanchen got up and directly turned around and left Lingtian's apartment.

Ling Tian: "????

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Because there are classes tomorrow, Fu Siyu comes back from the hilltop villa in the suburbs.

Except on weekends, he usually lives in an apartment not far from the school in the city center. Because he has handled some things, it was already one o'clock in the morning when he returned to his apartment.

But as soon as he entered the room, he found something wrong, because the room was full of the smell of blood he was familiar with.

With his vigilance in mind, Fu Siyu eased his steps and walked towards the sofa.

There are a lot of blood stains on the floor around the sofa. From the color point of view, it should have just been dyed.

The medicine box was knocked over, gauze and medicine were everywhere, and there were clothes taken off by Carl on the ground

The cold hard object suddenly hit the back of his brain, and the same bloody smell came from behind.

"There are any last words to explain." Carl's cold voice sounded from behind.

Fu Siyu pursed his lips. He naturally felt Carl's intention to kill himself. There was no doubt. He asked, "does your injury matter?"

Light tone, as if he didn't care about the gun against the back of his head.

After hearing Fu Siyu's words, Carl suddenly smiled, "ha ha, what's the matter? You're disappointed that I'm not dead, aren't you? "

Although he was laughing, his tone was cold and piercing, and there was a layer of sadness in the bottom of his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Fu Siyu frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed through the bottom of his eyes.

Carl sneered, then moved slowly to the front of Fu Siyu, and the muzzle of the gun was also aimed at Fu Siyu's forehead.

At this time, his upper body was naked and he had handled the gunshot wound in his abdomen. Carl's face was a little pale because of excessive blood loss.

"You sent someone to kill me and now ask me what I mean. Are you playing role-playing games with me?" Carl sneered.

Fu Siyu picked his eyebrows. If he wanted to kill Carl, he had a hundred ways. He wouldn't use this trouble. It was a waste of time. There was no successful way.

But he didn't explain anything to himself. He just smiled and said, "Oh? How did you guess about me? "

Seeing Fu Siyu admit, Carl felt as if he had been stabbed, and his already pale face became even paler.

Taking a deep breath, Carl said, "Oh... Now the contract is about to expire. I know so many secrets. How can you let me live?"

"You know my style very well." Fu Siyu said with a smile on his face.

Carl sneered: "after all, I killed so many people for you."

He knew he would have such a day, but when this day came, the fact was so difficult to accept.

He had such a foolish idea that... He might be different from others.

"You are more cruel than I thought!" Carl finally said.

Fu Siyu smiled, "but you can't extricate yourself from me like this?"

As soon as he said this, Carl's pupils narrowed. He stepped back and his hand shaking with the gun.