Part72 Blood Rose
What Qin Muqing can do now is the most painful thing.
Looking at Mo Yichen's gun pointed at Qin Hao, Qin Muqing was worried and helpless. Is that bullet now or next time? Is it Mo Yichen's turn or Qin Hao's turn? No matter who the two are, Qin Muqing will be a little unable to accept this fact. Qin Hao really went too far. Compared with this time, Qin Muqing felt that what he had done in front of him was just pediatrics.
Just when Qin Muqing was scared, Mo Yichen had already shot. At that moment, Qin Muqing frowned, because he only heard the gunshot, but did not fire the bullet.
"..."
No this time, that is...
No, no, she can't lose Mo Yichen. It's over, it's over. This game ends here, but Qin Muqing can't go out and leave this damn place.
"This result is really exciting." When Qin Hao opened his eyes, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth. There is no doubt that the bullet belongs to Mo Yichen. Although Qin Hao didn't think about whose body this bullet would hit at the beginning, now there is no dispute, which surprised Qin Hao. This time, God is not joking with him in this game. This is God's decision to let him stay with Qin Muqing and stay to take care of Qin Muqing. As for Mo Yichen, Qin Hao did not think at all whether he would go to heaven or hell. This has nothing to do with him.
"I'm willing to bet and lose."
Mo Yichen didn't expect that God would give him the last bullet. This is God's will, otherwise, why is it his turn to have six chances in the end? Although he was a little reluctant, Mo Yichen still threw the gun to Qin Hao.
Qin Hao took the gun very sensitively. This was his opportunity, and Qin Muqing also saw it. It's not that he has to kill him. The game itself is fair. It's just that who is more lucky. Obviously, the lucky person is him. It was Qin Hao, who had accompanied Qin Muqing for so many days. In the end, it should also be him who accompanied Qin Muqing to the end.
"I didn't expect that God would arrange me to accompany Mu Qing for the rest of my life."
"I want to see her for the last time."
Mo Yichen looked at Qin Hao calmly, but he thought that Qin Hao would not easily agree to his request until the bullet sank into his body.
"When this game is over, I will definitely give you a chance to see her for the last time. If you have other wishes, you can put forward them now.
"No, even if I tell you, you don't have the ability to do it. Come on."
Mo Yichen is almost ready. He is not afraid of death, nor is he holding a fluke mentality. However, how can a big man not keep his word when he speaks? Even if Qin Hao's shooting is extremely accurate, he suddenly aimed at his chest or head. If he is killed with one shot, he has nothing to say. Who let him agree to play this game? As he said, he is willing to gamble and lose. It's just... Forget it, it's useless to say anything to a madman. Qin Hao, a madman, took the wrong medicine, but it's a pity that tomorrow is his wedding with Qin Muqing. It seems that he has no chance to complete the wedding with Qin Muqing. He promised Qin Muqing that he would never have a chance to fulfill his promise again. It's not that he doesn't value commitment, it's just that he doesn't have a chance. In retrospect, he really has no regrets. Let him be alone. Both Qin Muqing and Qin Hao are alive. Maybe it's worth it. Xiao Moyang needs Qin Muqing, so he can't let Qin Muqing have an accident.
"Are you not afraid of death at all?"
Qin Hao wondered if Mo Yichen could be so calm in the face of death? Do you believe in his shooting or not? Humph... Now that the game has reached this point, even if Qin Hao killed him, so what?
The gun in Qin Hao's hand was ready, and the muzzle was aimed at Mo Yichen. At that moment, Qin Hao's fingers pressed little by little, pulled the trigger little by little, and approached the final victory.
Mo Yichen took a deep breath. Maybe this is the last breath he took in the world. Cherish it when it's not too late.
"Mo Yichen, goodbye."
With Qin Hao's goodbye, the sound of the trigger pulled sounded.
Qin Muqing was suddenly stunned, and his blood surged. His eyes were dark, and he fainted. She couldn't accept such a result. She couldn't see Mo Yichen die in front of her like this, and Qin Hao, he killed her lover, which also made Qin Muqing unacceptable.
"Bum..."
"Don't...ah...
"Hmm."
A gunshot, a painful cry, and a muffled sound.
When these three sounds were over, Qin Hao and Mo Yichen were stunned.
Qin Hao stared at his eyes in front of him. How could it be like this? His muzzle was clearly aimed at Mo Yichen's chest. Why did Dongfang Wanqi suddenly rush out?
Mo Yichen was also stunned. He closed his eyes and accepted the coming of death. However, a sudden force pushed him to the ground. When he opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes at all. Why was it like this? Why was the person who fell into the pool of blood Dongfang Wanqi? And the pain all over his body came from when he was knocked to the ground. There is no feeling of bullets hitting the body.
"..."
"Qin Hao... you crazy."
Mo Yichen was crazy. Although he could not accept this fact at all for a while, the truth was really in front of him. Dongfang Wanqi suddenly appeared, pushed him away, and blocked the bullet for him.
"Dongfang Wanqi, how are you? Why are you here?"
I hated and hurt, but when a person exchanged his life for his life, Mo Yichen had to be grateful and had to go forward to check her situation.
"Yes...no... start..."
Dongfang Wanqi's face was pale, and the blood in her body flowed out rapidly. Life disappears little by little.
"I don't blame you anymore. Why did you block the bullets for me? Do you know that it will kill people?" Mo Yichen frowned and looked at Qin Hao angrily. This is a game between the two of them. Why should he involve innocent people? And all this is because of Qin Hao, which is caused by him. Mo Yichen really can't wait to kill Qin Hao now.
"Dongfang Wanqi, how are you?"
Qin Hao was also stunned. When he reacted, he rushed up to see Dongfang Wanqi's injury as soon as possible. At this moment, he seemed to be more sober than at any time in his life. Qin Hao was also scared when he realized that he had hurt innocent people and that his life might be in danger. Why did Dongfang Wanqi come out and rush out at this time? Qin Hao suddenly seemed to feel that he might not be able to bear such a responsibility.
"Mu Qing..." Dongfang Wanqi's breath became weaker and weaker. Her hand was under her chest, but she still couldn't stop the blood meal.
Being reminded by Dongfang Wanqi, Mo Yichen also seemed to remember it. He turned around and shouted at Qin Hao, "Where's Mu Qing? Where's Mu Qing? You damn madman, won't you let people out?"
Probably shocked by Mo Yichen, Qin Hao suddenly remembered. Qin Muqing was hiding behind, but Qin Hao knew that Qin Muqing's position could just see all this. At this time, Qin Hao vaguely considered Qin Muqing's feelings. He was afraid that this sudden thing would scare her. But why didn't he think that this matter would scare Qin Muqing before shooting? Qin Hao rolled up and climbed up to release Qin Muqing. But when he saw Qin Muqing, he was scared.
"Mu Qing, Mu Qing, how are you?" Qin Hao shouted while pinching Qin Muqing's people. He didn't expect that Qin Muqing would faint. About a few seconds later, Qin Muqing woke up.
"Ah..." Qin Muqing sobbed, and Qin Hao quickly took off the cloth ball that blocked Qin Muqing's mouth. At the same time, he hurriedly untied Qin Muqing. When Qin Hao's body slightly made some gaps, Qin Muqing anxiously looked for Mo Yichen's figure. It's just in front of me... Mo Yichen is lying in a pool of blood... That person is Dongfang Wanqi...
"Papa..."
Qin Muqing tried his best and slapped Qin Hao's face fiercely.
"Bastard."
With an angry scold, Qin Muqing immediately ran to Mo Yichen.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
Qin Muqing shouted crazily. She saw Dongfang Wanqi's weak hand pressing the wound hit by the bullet. Dongfang Wanqi's hand was weak and could not be pressed at all. For a moment, Qin Muqing didn't think about anything. He immediately stretched out his hand and pressed heavily on Dongfang Wanqi's hand to help her press the wound to slow down the blood flow.
"Mu Qing, how are you?"
Mo Yichen looked at Qin Muqing. At that moment, there were tears in his eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay. Wanqi, what's wrong with you? What's going on? She fainted. She heard the gunshot and didn't see the moment.
"Yes...it's me... I owe you." Dongfang Wanqi's head rested on Mo Yichen's arm.
"No... You don't owe me anything, no, no." Qin Muqing's tears were like a flood that broke the levee. Although she didn't see it, she already knew that it was Dongfang Wanqi who blocked the bullet for Mo Yichen.
"It's over there."
Hua Yiyang and Dong Fangxian came in a hurry, but the scene in front of them made them stunned.
"Wanqi?"
Dongfang Xian rushed up immediately, his sister...
"Brother."
"Wanqi, what's wrong with you? Don't talk, don't talk. Ambulance, ambulance."
Dongfang shouted crazily.
"Wanqi, why are you so stupid? Why?" Qin Muqing held Dongfang Wanqi's hand. She cried weakly. One day here, she suffered all the internal torture. Now, looking at Dongfang Wanqi like this, she doesn't seem to have any strength.
"It's me... I'm sorry... I won't bother you again in the future. Mu Qing, will you... forgive me? Are we... still the best sisters?"
Dongfang Wanqi held on to the last trace of strength, and her eyes began to be lax, but she tried her best to look at Qin Muqing, looking forward to Qin Muqing's answer.
In her life, she has not achieved much, and she has never thought that she only needs to be a daughter and a wife. However, when she failed both of them, she found that the most cherished thing was destroyed by her own hands. That was Qin Muqing's friendship. From childhood to childhood, that friendship was eventually destroyed by her own hands.
"Don't say such stupid things, okay? I forgive you, I forgive you, we are the best sisters, you must hold on, hold on, you know? We still have a bright future, and we can be the best sisters. You are not married and have no children. You must hold on, okay?"
Qin Muqing's tears, dripping into Dongfang Wanqi's blood, mixed with each other.
The blood flowed to the ground, opening a gorgeous blood-colored rose.