Chapter 399: I still stick to my faith in love (1/2)

”What are you crying for? I'm not dead yet!”

Feng Xinglang was laughing.

One shot was on the right leg, and one shot was on the left Hun chamber. He was just a carbohydrate man. How painful it was, but he could laugh.

Xue Luo was sucking in pain for a while; she didn't want to cry, didn't want Hetun to look down on her, and even look down on Feng Xinglang. She wanted to face all the cruel acts of Hetun with a backbone ...

But Xue implementation can't take out such a backbone!

When seeing the blood flowing, one arm was almost paralyzed, and the right leg had dragged Feng Xinglang, which had all the blood on the ground, Xue Luo really collapsed!

”Hetun, shoot me! Shoot me!

You let Xinglang ... you can let me die! I play with you! ”

Feng Lixin growled hysterically, and the whole man shook the wheelchair hard; he wanted to lean towards Feng Xinglang, but was tied to his waist by a belt around his waist.

”Brother, I still have a breath! It's not my turn!”

Feng Xinglang's breathing became sharp and weak.

Out of the body is the limited blood that sustains life, not endless running water.

Feng Xinglang felt that his consciousness had begun to blur. He must ensure that he is alive after the third shot in Hetun.

If Hetun has enough seeds, he should let his brother Feng Lixin ...

”Hetun, let's go! I seem to be addicted! Just aim, don't shake your hands!”

Feng Xinglang was still laughing. He still irritated Hetun with ridicule, wanting him to hit the last bullet in the gun on him!

That way, my brother Feng Lixin is safe! The Cong Gang and Lao Chu who arrived came to save Lin Xueluo, the silly woman who clenched her teeth and cried!

Feng Xinglang knew that he could not stand it anymore. The constant spill of blood was enough to kill him!

He knew Hetun's marksmanship was accurate!

Just before that bullet was close to his heart. Because of this, Feng Xinglang said that Hetun's marksmanship was accurate!

If Hetun really wanted to kill him once, the headshot would be fine!

But Hetun did not go!

He enjoyed every minute of Feng Xinglang's suffering.

But it seemed that Hetun was a little disappointed again. Because Feng Xinglang's unruly and arrogant proud!

And that face ...

Hetun's gun was raised again.

This time, he aimed directly at Feng Xinglang's head, his face, and his brows.

”No ... no ... don't shoot! Please let him out of the way! Please ...”

With a brief sound, Xue fell kneeling on his knees. She really couldn't watch the man die!

Snowfall can't do it! Really can't do it!

”Hetun, shoot at me ... fire at me!”

At this moment, she really wanted to take the last bullet for this man and then die with him!

Don't care, his humble identity; this man can't wait to see himself!

Xueluo only knew that if the third round of bullets continued to land on Feng Xinglang's body, whether it hit the vital part or not, the man would die because of excessive blood loss!

”Get me up! Stand up! Lin Xueluo, did you hear me! Stand up for me!”

Feng Xinglang knelt on the knees in front of Hetun and the snow fell sharply:

”Don't lose my Feng Xinglang's face!”

Snow shook her head with tears in her face, and she moved towards Hetun one by one in a kneeling position.

”Hetun, shoot me ... I'll die for him!”