Chapter 247 Cruel God

"Oh, I remember." Nangong Yingxue suddenly realized, "I have seen a movie called Twilight, which tells the story of a vampire falling in love with a human girl. The vampire in the movie will turn red before sucking blood, cousin, you say..."

"What did you say? Nonsense! Did you forget how the master of the hall was? Shen Haochen lowered his voice and stabbed Nangong Yingxue. Nangong Yingxue hurriedly closed her mouth.

Fell. Nanke smiled and said, "Some people are born with different pupils. This is not surprising. The world is so big that there is nothing strange. Take me as an example, my pupils are amber, like this wine; Ye Feng's pupils are purple, like amethyst; Rose's pupils are turquoise, like emerald; Brother Zhengtai, brother Zheng, your pupils are black, like..." Amber eyes are blurred, Phil. Nanke suddenly said, "Brother Zheng's eyes are very familiar. Nanke always feels like he has seen it a long time ago."

"Oh?" The deep eyes of an ancient pool suddenly lit up. Fang Zhengtai was surprised and said, "Zhengtai also thinks so. Zhengtai always feels that we have known each other a long time ago."

Locke said, "Maybe you have dreamed of each other."

"Dream? No, no, no." Phil. Nanke shook his head and said, "It's true that I've seen it, not long ago. Oh, I remember."

The amber eyes are shining. Everyone focused on Phil. Nanke's face.

Fell. Nanke said, "Brother Zheng's eyes are the same color as An Qi's sister."

"Hi!"

"Alas!"

There was a sound of disappointment.

Rock said anxiously, "Did Brother Nan really drink too much? Anqi and Chairman Fang are both from E country, and their eyes are naturally the same color.

"Oh, isn't it? Why didn't I think of it?" Phil. Nanke grabbed his scalp and smiled awkwardly, "There seems to be something wrong with me today. Maybe I drank too much and haven't woken up yet."

Fell. Nanke looked at his mobile phone. Now it's 22:15 p.m. to see that everyone has eaten well, so he stood up and said, "Brother Zheng, it's getting late. Tomorrow, when the three heavenly kings come to N City, they will definitely pour me to death. I think I'll still say goodbye. Thank you for your kindness. We will have a long time to come!"

"In this case, let's go to bed early. Zhengtai is not reluctant. Zhengtai will send it to you. With that, Fang Zhengtai stood up and talked to Phil. Nanke shook hands.

Shen Haochen grabbed Phil. Nanke's windbreaker.

The group took the elevator downstairs. When the elevator reached the third floor, Fang Zhengtai stopped and said, "Please wait a moment. Zhengtai has a gift for Ye Feng and An Qi. Please transfer it on behalf of Nanke."

"Oh? Okay, let's do it."

The group stood in the corridor on the third floor waiting for Mrs. Fang Zheng. Locke thought to himself: Qier is going to be a bride, and even Mrs. Fang wants to give her a gift. What gift should I give her? Thinking about it, Mrs. Fang has come out of the office.

He handed over a beautifully packaged box to Phil. Nanke said in his hand, "Although Anqi hates me very much, we have grown up together since childhood. I want to bless her. I thought Anqi would come tonight, and I planned to hand it over to Anqi in person. It seems that now I can only trouble Nanke. Oh, by the way, you can give it to Ye Feng. It's all the same.

"Brother Zheng doesn't need to be polite." Phil. Nanke just turned around and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot one thing. Tomorrow, my three heavenly kings will arrive in N city, and they also want to stay in Lan Weika. I wonder if you still have any room here?"

"Yes, of course there is. Don't worry, it's all presidential suites. Why don't you stay, brother? I think there must be a lot of people in the home now, and it may not be convenient for you to live in the home.

"This..." Fell. Nanke hesitated for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, I'll come back tomorrow. There is a car accident tonight. Uncle Ann and An Qi will be very worried if they don't see me.

"Oh, that's good."

Fang Zhengtai walked into the elevator again. He wanted to see Phil off. Nanke went downstairs.

"Brother Zheng, please stay. I won't take the elevator. Anyway, there are only two floors. I'll walk down. Maybe it's the energy of the wine that makes me dizzy by taking the elevator.

"Okay, brother, take your time. See you tomorrow."

Fang Zhengtai walked out of the elevator and and Phil. Nanke shook hands until Phil. Nanke and others disappeared at the corner of the corridor before he walked back to the office. As soon as he entered the office, he fell on the office desk and his heart ached at the wine table, just in order not to be Phil. Nanke saw that he secretly took the painkiller, and then gritted his teeth and survived. Now, his teeth are almost broken by him.

"Anqi, you will be Ye Feng's bride one day. You may disdain the gift I gave you, but I really hope you can wear it on your finger. I was going to see you walk into the church, see Ye Feng put on a ring for you, and see your smile for forgiveness. However, I can't see it and can't stand it.

The pain is like a knife and an axe saw, a burst of tension, and the consciousness becomes hazy. Fang Zhengtai saw his heart, and his bloody heart was broken, as if it was about to turn into flying ash and drift away in the wind.

Founder is too broken. Trembling hands opened the drawer. He grabbed the Italian *92F pistol and pulled out the magazine to see that it was full of 15 bullets.

"Hahaha...haha!" Fang Zheng laughed too much, "Sevi, I know. You're worried that I can't open it, so I hide the bullet, but, you know? Just like files are backed up, my bullets are backed up. When you come back from South Africa, you will definitely see a dead body, a cold body. Hahaha...haha!" Sad laughter echoed in the empty office.

He put the magazine into the pistol, then opened the safety and pointed the muzzle at his temple. As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard two sounds.

When Fang Zhengtai opened his eyes, he suddenly found that he was still alive. There was a bullet hole on the wall in front of him. The pistol, er, fell on the table of the desk.

"Why is this so? Can't I even hold the pistol?" Founder is so surprised. He picked up the pistol, raised the muzzle again, and pointed it at his temple again. After the same two sounds, there was another bullet hole in the wall in front of him. He found himself still alive, and the pistol fell on his desk.

"What the hell, next year's today is my sacrifice day. Today, I must die!" The stubborn temper has come up. Fang Zhengtai picked up the pistol again. This time, he pointed the gun at his chest, closed his eyes, and thought to himself: I don't believe you still shot into the wall.

There were two "bang" and "bang", and the same sound sounded three times. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still alive. In front of him, there was another bullet hole in the wall in front of him.

"Fate, it must be! God, since you don't let me die, why do you torture me like this? Founder was so crazy that he roared, grabbed the pistol on the table and throw it out fiercely.

*92F drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell into a white hand.

"Ping-pong, bang!" A pile of documents on the desk and laptops were swept to the floor by Fang Zhengtai.

"Why, why is it like this?" Sadness and helplessness were ejected from his dark eyes, and Fang Zheng sat down too decadently. He was surprised to find that the pain disappeared at some point.

"God, you don't want me to die. Do you want me to see An Qi being carried into a float by Ye Feng? You are so cruel! Well, I'll live for a few days." Close the dark jade-like eyes, and the two lines of tears slowly slipped down from the corners of their eyes.

When Phil. When Nanke and others came to the first floor and were about to enter the main entrance hall, Locke suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"What happened? Why are you shocked?" Phil is thinking about the problem. Nanke was shocked.

"Brother Nan, look!" Locke pointed to Phil. Nanke's hand.

Everyone looked down, Phil. Nanke's left hand, the snowy marble ring is shining.

"Mys is also shining."

"Yes, so is mine."

Shen Haochen and Nangong Yingxue shouted in a low voice. They saw the "diamond" ring flashing on their left index finger.

"Shh! Don't make a sound. Phil. Nanke made a gesture to stop the two young people.

Fell. Nanke looked at his finger, a ring carved from a whole piece of magnetic European stone, which was multifaceted, and the energy it released covered the range of three miles. The reason why it shines is that there are also people wearing magnetic European stones rings nearby.

Fell. Nanke said, "There's nothing to make a fuss about. Lanweika Fantasy Century Restaurant is the most famous restaurant in N City, and it is not surprising that our brothers visit the restaurant. Let's go. Everyone will be worried if we don't go back.

Half an hour later, Porsche drove into An's mansion. An Qiming and Ye Shuhuai, Qier, Ye Feng, Pluto, Blood Moon and four big horns, have been waiting by the garage for a long time. Even the lame Li tiptoed and looked up.

When everyone sees Phil. When Nanke and Locke, Shen Haochen and Nangong Yingxue walked out of Porsche, they first breathed a long sigh of relief and then became nervous again. Because it was Maybach and Audi R8 that drove out of the garage in the evening, now it is a Porsche, and at the same time, four young people are missing.

People who have seen the video of the car accident understood, so everyone comforted the blood moon and the four big horns.

"General handle, you..." Angry water Jiao grabbed Phil. Nanke's arm looked up and down and choked and couldn't speak.

"Uncle Nu, you're finally back. That's great!" Phil. Nanke hugged the angry water dragonfly and comforted him, "Uncle Nu, don't worry. Nanke is fine. Don't you think I'm fine?" Looking at the face full of concern and anxiety, I couldn't help but feel hot, Phil. Nanke almost burst into tears.

"It's okay, it's okay! General, you... take a rest first, and I... went on a night patrol." Angry water Jiao hurriedly turned around and left in a hurry. He didn't dare to stay. If he stayed for another second, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his tears.