Chapter 186 - Grieving, Want To Cry But Unable To (1/2)

In the next second, Nan Xun’s soul was pulled out from her body.

She quietly looked at the dead man on the ground who wasn’t particularly good-looking. She couldn’t help but purse her lips and slightly squint. “Little Eight, I’m suddenly feeling a little tired.”

Little Eight was silent for a while before he whispered lightly, “I know you want to see him for the last time, let’s wait for him to come.”

Her soul state can’t stay in a world for too long, so Little Eight was being generous for once and protected Nan Xun’s primordial spirit using his own spiritual power.

One person and one beast thought that it would take a long time for Yan Luo to find that something was wrong and rush to the abandoned factory, but they didn’t expect that A Hei stumbled to Su Mobai’s body and saw the last bloody words left by Nan Xun. His expression changed greatly. He panicked and backed away a few steps hurriedly, before eventually falling down on his buttocks because of his flurried pace.

A Hei’s pair of eyes stared blankly for a while before he suddenly moved and sent a message to Yan Luo with his phone. After that, he then turned off his phone, lifted up his arm that was holding the pistol, and aimed it at his head.

The next second, with one sharp bang, a bullet penetrated his head.

The last survivor on the scene also fell down.

After A Hei sent that message to Yan Luo, he already knew that he wouldn’t survive because Lord Yan wouldn’t let him go, but he still sent it anyway. Perhaps it was because the bloody kid’s steadfast steps scared him, or perhaps because of… the last sentence that he left behind.

At the last moment before A Hei died, there was no hatred nor fear in his heart. There was also no Lord Yan’s figure in his mind, as he only thought of when he and Su Mobai once rescued Yan Man from the Green Tiger gang together. That scene lasted in his mind until he breathed his last breath.

Nan Xun was taken aback by A Hei’s move.

Little Eight recovered from the shock. “F*ck, this kid’s crazy ah, he actually committed suicide! He notified big boss, did he ask big boss to retrieve his corpse?”

Nan Xun stared at A Hei’s body for a long time before finally sighing in a desolate voice..

One person and one beast didn’t wait too long before the harsh noise of a car’s rapid braking sounded.

Nan Xun saw the car door slam open and a person rushed out to his side. However, he suddenly slowed down. Like he was afraid of something, his feet stepped one at a time.

“Brother!” Nan Xun yelled, and flung herself towards him, but her soul just went through Yan Luo’s body directly. She turned back, only to see Yan Luo’s stiff back.

Yan Luo walked until he stopped in front of him, seeing the blood-covered corpse on the ground. His mouth was wide open as he felt himself about to suffocate. The air stagnated around him.

His red eyes looked at the child lying quietly on the ground and saw that there was no intact part of his body. All of a sudden, his legs softened and he fell to his knees in front of the cold corpse.

With the last bit of hope from self-deception, he stretched out his trembling hand and touched the kid’s head a little, slowly raising it up.

Seeing that familiar blood-stained face, Yan Luo’s hand shook violently, giving out a cry like a tired beast— constrained, dreary, and hoarse, as if he was losing his voice. “Little White, Little White… don’t scare me, I beg you, Little White…”

He held Su Mobai in his arms, hugging him firmly inside his embrace as his constrained cry turned into howls.

When he saw the sentence written with blood on the ground, the tears that Yan Luo had been holding back suddenly burst out like a broken dam. His hand gently stroked the dried words in blood one by one, again and again.