Chapter 242: No Amnesia
There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't answer.

"Sir, you have no amnesia at all."

Qiu Ling'er stood up, gritted her teeth and said again, she looked directly at his cold gaze, the one with that gaze, the one with that kind of skill, not the him before, who else?

He Feitian curled his lips, but did not deny it.

"That's not it, can I lure Gong Jingchen out?" He caressed her soft and flawless cheeks with his slender fingers, and said with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes: "Isn't that so? Will I kill him?"

Qiu Ling'er's heart seemed to miss a beat. It turned out that everything was planned by the chief.No wonder, it was arranged in advance today, the killer, the sniper, and even the officer's shot.

Just to kill Gong Jingchen.

The officer must hate Gong Jingchen very much!

"Sir, don't kill him! I beg you, don't."

She stopped in front of He Bingtian and opened her big hands.

He Yutian raised his cold lips, "He ruined many important things for me, I can't keep him! Moreover, he snatched you away from me, I want him to die!"

A murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

Qiu Ling'er stubbornly stopped in front of him, and said seriously:
"Sir, if you want to kill him, kill me first. In short, I can't let you kill him."

"Could it be that you fell in love with him?" The murderous intent in He Bingtian's black pupils became stronger.

"I...not." She bit her lip.

"I can't keep him!" He refused.

"Then kill me."

she said stubbornly.

"Linger," he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "don't be willful, he just gave you a little Che, in the future, I can give you more, come here!"

"Sir, what do you want to do to let him go? Is it okay if I don't see him? I don't see anyone, and I don't care about anyone. I'm just the officer. Is that okay?"

Tears like pearls flowed down her cheeks, "I only belong to the officer, and I will only love the officer, is that okay?"

He Feitian's gun slowly fell to his side, and for some reason, the killing intent in his heart disappeared in an instant.

He looked at her in shock.Deep down, he drew the gun to his waist.Walking over, he picked her up and hugged her in front of him, at the same height as him.

"Then let's go." He stared at her.

Qiu Ling'er turned her head, and Gong Jingchen was still lying flat on the ground, with blood still flowing from the gunshot wound on her body.

"Sir, he..."

"Don't think that I will rescue him and let him die on his own. If he dies because of this, that would be the best."

After He Feitian said coldly, he carried Qiu Ling'er into the car, and Qiu Ling'er knew that the officer's words were hard.

This is the main street. The gunshots and car explosions just now must have attracted many people.

Someone will definitely call the police, and an ambulance will come, and Gong Jingchen will definitely be rescued.

Hope, he's okay.

(End of this chapter)

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