Celebrated Family's Grand Marriage

She wants to let night Ming hate her thoroughly, hate to the end.

"You know I still betrayed you, but you still can't let me go. You'd better go to Lu Shengye to save me. However, you're such a fool. You're so stupid that you don't even bother to accept you. You've made you live again."

She was choked by two fingers for a moment.

"You're disappointed that I survived, didn't I?"

"Of course, when I thought you were killed by Lu Shengye, Zheng CE's calculation naturally failed. Unexpectedly, in the control program I got from you, you even tampered with it."

Song Anning sneers at her disappointment. What she says is even more angry that everyone wants to kill her immediately.

The little Lord's sincerity is really his mother fed the dog, and the dog can wag its tail at him.

Given to song Anning, this heartless woman, in addition to being betrayed by her, what does the little Lord get.

The strength of the throat, in a little bit to tighten, song Anning how hope night Ming this moment can really strangle her.

The way to pay off his debt is to pay off his debt.

She closed her eyes and felt the strength of her throat, increasing and tightening little by little.

Goodbye, Yeming!

The next second, the strength of the throat, but all of a sudden, burst into the throat of the air, so that song Anning coughed violently.

Her hand, accidentally broke the vase on the edge, broken glass cut her palm, blood from the wound began to flow out.

The wound was not deep, but the blood flowed quickly. Song Anning was in a hurry and had to cover it with his hand. His face turned white.

Night Ming looks at this scene, the heart suddenly was stabbed.

The blood dripping from her wound hurt his eyes.

He stood still, watching the scene quietly, but his heart was tightening little by little.

Song Anning managed to stop the blood flowing out, and his hand subconsciously touched the tip of his nose and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no nosebleed.

She raised her eyes, looked at the eyes of night Ming, with provocation, "you see, you still can't do it to me."

Ye Ming's face sank, and the feeling of anguish in his heart, which had been holding him for a moment, disappeared in an instant because of her provocation.

He looked at her for a long time, then, the mood of the bottom of his eyes lost little by little, and no waves could be found.

"Since you've gambled once, you don't mind gambling with me again."

Song Anning asked with a smile, "you have gambled with me so many times, and you have never won. This time, gamble with me again, OK?"

Night Ming cold eyes at her, that look, almost cold to the bone, infiltrated into the blood.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Night Ming opened his mouth, gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

Song Anning frowned and laughed twice. Suddenly, he pulled out a revolver from his waist.

Everyone was shocked by her behavior. Yeming's bodyguards, including a Cheng, all raised their guns and aimed at her.

Song Anning's gun was not aimed at Yeming, but was placed in his palm. He raised his eyes and said to him, "bet on this."

Ye Ming doesn't know what song Anning wants to bet on. He takes a cold look at the pistol in her palm, waiting for her to continue.

"There's only one bullet in this gun. We'll shoot each other. Take a chance and see who the bullet will hit. "

A total of seven bullets can be put into a revolver. As long as the pistol is fired discontinuously, it is possible to turn to the left once for each shot, so as to avoid the cartridge containing the bullet.

It depends on the luck of both sides. No one knows when they will run into the loaded gun.

Night Ming's face did not have redundant reaction, just looked at her without saying a word.

On the contrary, several people around him widened their eyes because of song Anning's proposal, and they all nervously turned their eyes to Yeming.

"Little Lord!"

Don't promise, young Lord.

Song Anning is a cunning woman. She has figured out the weakness of the little Lord and has used his sincerity time and again.

Now, even if song Anning doesn't play any tricks, Shaozhu really gambles with her, and both sides have only a 50% chance of winning.

It doesn't matter whether song Anning is dead or not. However, they absolutely don't allow the little Lord to gamble his life for such a woman.

What's more, if the bullet is in the hands of Shao Zhu, he will not be able to pull the trigger, but if it is replaced by song Anning

Everyone's face was cold. How could song Anning let go of such a good opportunity.

"Well, Yeming, do you want to bet?"

Song Anning looks at night Ming and laughs at some evil and provocative.

"Little Lord, don't pay attention to her, we should go."A Cheng does not care about his identity. He goes forward directly and pushes Yeming out. However, he sees that Yeming is still at his feet. In his black pupil, the thick ink that cannot be melted away is a few more black.

"Well, I'll bet you."

He didn't gamble with her, he just wanted to gamble again, between her country and him, whether she finally chose her country.

This time, if he loses again, he will be dead.

Knowing clearly that only when he is dead can he give up his heart to her, so it doesn't matter if he dies.

"Little Lord, no!"

Night Ming slightly raised his hand to stop them from going on.

"I'll go first."

Song Anning takes up the gun, the expression looks very relaxed, compared with the expression of night Ming that gradually dignified down, she looks very casual.

The action was quick and quick without any hesitation.

It seemed that he wished there were bullets in the first shot, which could kill Yeming with one shot.

The bodyguards around, including a Chengdu, point their guns at Song Anning. As long as she dares to shoot the gun at Yeming, they will shoot her.

Song Anning smiles at Yeming, the trigger rings, and an empty ring comes from the gun. There is no bullet in this gun.

"You are."

She will give it to night Ming, or that relaxed appearance.

Night Ming's hand, slowly picked up the revolver placed in front of the table, no one found that his hand was shaking.

The trigger pulled and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Song Anning. Facing her relaxed smile, he didn't even dare to look at it.

Press the trigger, only heard an empty ring, there is still no bullet in the gun.

Night Ming quietly relaxed, this just found that his palm, has been wet to the cold sweat.

Throwing the gun in front of song Anning, song Anning still took the gun and turned around without hesitation or heaviness.

On Yeming's side, except Yeming's cold eye watching song Anning's actions, all the people's hearts were holding, praying that the gun was still empty.

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