"As long as you are close, I won't let go of anyone!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"Wait, master Fu!" Lu Xinglan showed a trace of anxiety in his eyes. "Didn't you say you wouldn't hurt Feng Ying?"

Fu Yuan smiled and pointed at her.

"Come here."

Lu Xinglan walked over. When Fu Yuan's hand gently touched her hair, she hung her head shyly and missed the killing intention in his eyes.

"Quicksand, it's hard for you this time. You've completed all the tasks I gave you. Without you, I really don't know when I can get rid of the enemy Chi Yan."

Lu Xinglan's voice was soft and tender. "I said I was willing to give everything for you, including life."

Fu Yuan stroked her black hair one after another, and his tone was gentle enough to squeeze out water.

"This is the promise you made to me, and you did it."

"..." Lu Xinglan lowered his head deeper.

"Then, please do one last thing for me."

Fu Yuan curled his lips and smiled. His handsome face was no longer the usual gloom. It was a kind of tender affection.

"This is also the last task I give you."

Quicksand nodded without hesitation, "just tell me, I promise everything."

"Good."

Fu Yuan clasped the back of her head with his big palm and pressed her head on his chest.

As he slowly lowered his head, a kiss was gently printed on her forehead. With his gentle voice, it was slightly inaudible, like a whisper between lovers.

"Please... Completely disappear from my world!"

Lu Xinglan raised his head in disbelief, as if he suspected that his ears were hallucinating.

Fu Yuan smiled, clasped her slender neck and was about to twist it.

Suddenly, he felt a hard object on his waist.

“!!!”

Fu Yuan's face changed greatly. It was his turn to incredibly bow his head and face Lu Xinglan's cold Feng eyes.

"Fu Ye."

Lu Xinglan slowly stepped back and let Mike and others behind her clearly see the picture of the gun in her hand against Fu Yuan's lower abdomen.

Under the startled gaze of the people, she hooked the corner of her lips and couldn't reach the bottom of her eyes with a smile, "you really didn't disappoint me."

"Quicksand!" roared Mike. "Are you crazy? What are you doing?"

"Don't do anything."

Lu Xinglan's tone was unusually calm, still looking directly at Fu Yuan's flashing black eyes.

"I just want to kill master Fu before he kills me."

"Quicksand!"

Her calmness made Fu Yuan feel a bad premonition. He tried his best to suppress his killing intention and forced out a gentle smile with a stiff tone.

"You misunderstood. I just joked with you. It's too late for me to reward you for killing the pool banquet. How could I kill you?"

Lu Xinglan pulled at the corner of his mouth, "isn't it?"

"Of course!"

Fu Yuan looked into Lu Xinglan's eyes affectionately and tenderly, "I won't forget the promises we made to each other in those years, and I won't forget how much credit you have made for me over the years. I promised you that as long as Chi Yan died, I would take you back to the United States immediately and never let you leave me again."

"This day has come."

"Good boy, put down your pistol and let's go together."

"Oh..."

Lu Xinglan was not moved by his beautiful description. She tilted her head, looked at Fu Yuan's affectionate face, peeped into the sense of humiliation in his eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

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