Chapter 477 (2/2)

These people are stepping on their own, Chu Yan will never let them go.

Seeing this group of people scared to the miserable appearance of excrement and urine, Chu Yan sneered: ”I knew today, why at the beginning.”

Finish saying, raise a hand, a gun sweeps.

All of a sudden, more than ten heads rose with the blood spring.

At the same time, a thick layer of dark clouds gathered in the sky. A moment later, it began to rain.

The falling rain diluted the strong smell of blood on the scene.

Chu Yan looked around.

The familiar scenes of those years are strange now.

But for him, none of that matters.

With the death of these people, this part of the past will be cut off by themselves.

But there are still two people who didn't show up here today, so they escaped.

”Chu Xing, Chu chan'er!”

Chu Yan read these two names in his heart.

Chu Xing's attack on himself is understandable.

Because he was the biggest obstacle to Chu's progress.

But Chu chan'er——

At the thought of the name, Chu Yan felt that his heart was pulled hard.

In his memory, Chu chan'er is an innocent and lovely, always pestering her own clever sister.

But such a pure girl as crystal, why did she commit suicide in the matter of framing herself!

Chu Yan still remembers that day, in a daze, he saw Chu chan'er drag herself to the bed, then tear off her dress, mess up her hair, and then scream.

It was her scream that attracted the ministers and guards who had been waiting outside for a long time.

Next, she cried about how she tried to invade her.

No one knows, at that time, Chu Yan's heart was shocked and puzzled.

It can be said that in this incident, Chu chan'er did more harm to Chu Yan than to Chu qiangdong, Chu Xing and other officials.

”Chu chan'er, compared with other people, I will give you a chance to explain.”

Chu Yan took a deep breath and calmed his mood.

At this moment, his eyes were concentrated.

”Zhuxi Lane - that's the real point. So, Chu qiangdong, don't lie. I'm afraid you don't know it. Every time you lie, your eyes will look up obliquely. But I will never escape, because I know today that my mother didn't die in those years! ”

Chu Yan's eyes were cold. He looked at the people in the square and turned around.

It's over here, and he has something to do next.

Wu Si LAN Ma at the moment does not care about others, pinches the skirt angle, ran forward in a hurry a few steps: ”Chu Yan!”

Chu Yan stopped and gave her a deep look.

At the moment, the rain fell, and Ursula's face was wet. She didn't know whether it was rain or tears.

Nodded toward the other side, Chu Yan strode forward, in a moment, disappeared in a hazy mist.

Three days later, the last day of January.

Chu Yan's figure appears in front of Zhuxi lane.