Genius cute treasure: Yan Shao has a deep routine in chasing his wife

Chapter 763 Strange Feelings
The completely lifeless person in his arms completely broke Yan Liheng.

All rationality and faith disappeared at that moment, and only one thought filled his mind—revenge.

He put the disfigured body on the ground, stood up suddenly, and snatched a gun from the men who came forward behind him.

His complexion was cold, his deep eyes shot out a cold light, the murderous aura around him was not subdued, and the blood on his knife-like face had not dried up. Against the background of the blood, he seemed to be a god of death who had stepped out of hell.

Pull the bolt, release the safety, and pull the trigger.

All actions are done in one go.

"boom!--"

There was a flash of fire, and the bullet was fired.

Aiden was affected by the aftermath of the bomb, and Aiden, who hadn't reacted yet, only heard the sound of gunfire, and then a burning pain in the center of his forehead. The next second, he lost all consciousness.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream.

However, the shot was not over yet, as if some switch had been turned on.Yan Liheng turned his gun and fired at the leader who just got up from the ground and hurriedly searched for cover.

A series of bullets passed through the heart, and the blood mist exploded. The leader's face was full of disbelief, and he fell down straight like this.

The leader was killed, and the remaining rebels immediately panicked.

Yan Liheng's muzzle did not intend to stop at all.

There was no other expression on his cold and stern face, the whole person stood there, neither looking for cover nor hiding, the only action he had was to shoot.The deafening gunshots continued to ring out, and tongues of flame spewed out from the muzzle, aiming at the group of rebels.

"All die for me."

There was no trace of warmth in the cold voice, but it was extremely clear in the chaotic battlefield.

Facing such a killing god, the rebel army was completely demoralized, and some people had already begun to surrender.

But Yan Liheng didn't accept it.

"Blow up here."

As soon as the order was issued, the commandos immediately dispatched the drone carrying the bomb.

"Boom-"

The flames rose into the sky with the smoke and dust, and the bloody smell exploded, so that the screams could not be heard.

I do not know how long it has been.

The fire was extinguished, and the smoke was silent.

The rebel army in front of them was completely annihilated, leaving no one alive, and even the base camp was razed to the ground.

At the same time, news also came from the main battlefield that the rebel army over there was also wiped out.

The battle against one of the Rebel Alliance teams thus achieved a complete victory.

Everyone was very happy, but Yan Liheng's heart was full of despair and coldness.

He didn't evacuate with the commandos, in fact, he didn't go anywhere.Just stay in the ruins that have long been in place, stay on the wreckage after the explosion, throw away the hot gun in your hand, and kneel down like a statue.

The subordinates who followed all knew his original purpose and could feel this sadness.No one spoke, just stood quietly behind him.

The silent scene, as if in mourning.

After a long time, Yan Liheng stood up and picked up the disfigured corpse.He gave instructions to the subordinates behind him and asked them to prepare a clean room.

The subordinates will do it immediately.

Not long after, the room was ready, Yan Liheng carried the person in his arms inside, and placed him on the bed covered with white cloth, while he stood by the side, just watching quietly, motionless.

The emotion in his heart is indescribable.

He thought he would be sadder, but for some reason, compared to the one in front of him, the picture of the moment of the explosion kept replaying in his mind.

Not a single tear.

Maybe the extreme sadness is numbness, maybe it's because I still refuse to believe it.Obviously the facts are already in front of my eyes, and I witnessed it with my own eyes, but why do I always feel that she didn't die at all?
Yan Liheng frowned, trying to suppress the dull pain in his heart.

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the other side.

When Hilson heard the news, he was ecstatic.

Although there were still remnants of the alliance's rebel army, one of the teams was wiped out, which saved Hilson a lot of energy. After all, his troops were limited, and it was unclear which side would win if they really fought.

The only pity is that nothing happened to Yan Liheng.

However, this did not exceed his plan. The woman pretending to be Xu Anning died, and the man seemed to believe it.There is nothing more desperate than the news of death. From now on, no one will compete with him for the junior sister.

If you can't kill people, killing your heart is also a strategy.

This is the real good news.

Listening to the report of his subordinates, Hilson squinted his eyes, thinking about how to confirm the news.

A thought jumped into his mind.

"How did you deal with that woman's body?" He slightly opened his thin lips and asked the person in front of him.

"Return to the commander, the man took the body away. It's nearby and made a special room for it. I don't know what it is for."

Hilson thought for a moment, recalling what Luo Nianwei had told him about some customs in China.Suddenly realized that it was Yan Liheng who set up a mourning hall for that fake woman.

The corners of his lips curled up, his face full of disdain.

"Prepare the car, take me to have a look."

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It was already evening when Hilson arrived.

Candle light shines in the separate room.Yan Liheng's subordinates all surrounded the house, waiting, no one bothered.

Seeing Xiersen coming, they greeted politely, and someone went in to report.

Not long after, the door opened, and Yan Liheng with a cold face came out.

Hilson's eyes flickered, he took a step forward, and said, "Mr. Yan, I'm sorry for what happened."

Yan Liheng didn't answer, but just looked over with cold eyes.

Hilson continued: "But people cannot be resurrected after death. Don't you Huaxia pay attention to being buried in the ground? Why do you let her lie in it like this?"

"It's my business."

"Mr. Yan doesn't want to bring her back to Huaxia, does he? It's a long journey, so why bother? It's better to be buried in Hannan. I can make an exception and let her enter the noble cemetery."

"No need."

Yan Liheng refused coldly, as if he didn't want to say anything more to Xiersen.

"I think in this regard, I have more rights to make decisions. After all, she is the adopted daughter of my master and mother, and my junior sister. What is the substantive relationship between her and you?"

Xier Sen squinted his eyes, slightly curled the corners of his lips, and spoke coldly.

He wanted to overwhelm Yan Liheng and make him obey.It was also causing Xu Anning's morbid possessiveness again, and he didn't even want to give it a fake one.

Xier Sen thought that Yan Liheng would have no way to refute what he said, but he never thought that Yan Liheng's tone was cold and he only replied one sentence.

"You'd better not challenge me at this time."

Hilson felt the horrific murderous aura around the other party, so he didn't speak any more.

Yan Liheng took one last look at him, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)