Reborn Pastoral Guiyuan: A Famous Family Warmth Marriage

However, if a person wants to lurk on Shangmen's cargo ship for such a long time and wait until dawn to act without being discovered, it is impossible, because Shangmen's cargo ship is patrolled every corner 24 hours a day. Then, it can only be that someone went in after the munitions were loaded into the cabin, planted a time bomb, and then left without anyone noticing?

Shang Rong put his fingers together and looked out the window with a gloomy face. The goods on other cargo ships were more than those for Lord Al this time, so Wei Wei wanted to blow up the goods destined for the Al tribe?

In this world, who else has the guts to touch something that belongs to his sect!

"Go and get the information in the control room, and find out who is the last person to enter and leave the cabin where the ammunition is kept." If he hadn't deliberately softened his voice, his voice had always been cold, just like now, when he opened his mouth, it was as cold as a car driving on Huangquan Road. Like the other shore flower, it is fascinatingly beautiful, but it is so dangerous that no one dares to think about it.

Rong Wu took the order and left the house, Shang Rong hurried back to the house, changed his clothes and left together.

For a moment, Tian Yuan's world seemed to suddenly become very quiet, so quiet that she could hardly find any comfort to rely on.

At this moment, she missed Xia Shang terribly, his broad shoulders, his embrace, everything about him, even the way he looked at her.

Xia Shang, your little trouble, I really miss you, do you know that?

She thought that being strong was enough for her to face all the helplessness, but at this moment, she realized that it was useless, she was strong, but she still couldn't withstand the suffering in her heart.

While she was happily retaliating, she was struggling in her heart, hating herself like this, she was like a self-contradictory body.

She was both happy and scared when she heard the boat explode.

Hearing that no one survived, she felt the pleasure of revenge, but her heart was still empty, like a bottomless pit, and she threw herself into this bottomless pit with her own hands.

Ning Yueling was right, even if she really took revenge, but she was not as excited and happy as she imagined.

After all, she felt afraid of those lives who died tragically at her hands.

She is cowardly, even after suffering so much at Shangmen's hands, she still can't learn, like a cold-blooded person, killing people like hemp, unable to do it, stained with blood but without guilt.

Even, all her indifferent pretense made herself feel tired.

But if someone asked her, Tian Yuan, do you regret it now?Her answer must be no regrets. Since she started this road, she has no chance to regret it.

She deliberately kept Shang Rong out of her sight, waiting for such an opportunity.

Memory, a little bit back to last night.

Tian Yuan admitted that when the hatred rushed to her head, she never thought about letting Shang Rong get off that boat.

However, when she watched Shang Rong hugging him who was pretending to be sick and growling worriedly, when she carefully blew the boiling water for her, when she watched him frown tightly and asked Rong Liu to take care of her, she kept her. words, almost blurted out.

She knew that if she didn't speak, Shang Rong would definitely return to the boat, and once she spoke, Shang Rong would definitely stay regardless if she only needed one word.

Later, as she wished, he stayed and became the only survivor of her revenge.

What a powerful organization Shangmen is, and what a smart person Shang Rong is, Tian Yuan doesn't think she can hide what she did for a long time.

She didn't even know, after knowing the truth, would he be as tolerant this time as before?

Rationally, she knew that she should not do anything, and should not let Shang Rong have a chance to live, but that momentary reluctance overcame her reason.

Even if she doesn't love Shang Rong, even if she hates Shang Rong, she still can't be the one who killed him.