Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Jian Heng talked to himself for a long time, even if no one responded. It was not until the phone hung up that Jian Heng was willing to give up. He pressed his heart that was beating out of control and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

In fact, Jian Heng's mind immediately changed the moment he walked out.

In his mind, there was always the image of Yan Ran looking at him with red eyes and pursed lips. She was as fragile as fine porcelain and as beautiful as flower bones. It seemed that she couldn't live without him.

Jian Heng's hands were not stained with blood yet.

It wasn't him who killed Yan's father. It was Fan Yuan who was killed before he could take action. The two of them were nothing more than a dog-eat-dog affair that resulted in mutual distrust.

There is only one piece of cake, and it is difficult to divide it fairly.

Jian Heng does not think he is a good person. His plan is very simple. First, let Fan Yuan be ruined and then kill Fan Yuan.

He has already achieved his goal of being ruined, and there is only one last step left. Today is the deadline.

Jian Heng was already ready to take action. He held the knife and his movements were as skillful as if he had practiced it several times.

As long as today passes, everything will come to an end.

The rain was heavy, hitting the umbrella like a chaotic piece of music.

Jian Heng suddenly thought that Yan Ran was deaf and mute, simple and easy to deceive, what would the other party do if he was gone?
The crime of having a jade, coupled with the fact that Yan Ran has such a sinful face, I am afraid that not even the bones will be left.

Just thinking about it for a moment made Jian Heng want to kill people, and the depression in his chest became restless.

He hesitated again.

The plan that had been planned for so long was overturned because of one person.

The delicate flowers were swayed from side to side by the violent storm, and their petals fell to the ground. They had no ability to protect themselves at all, and they could only wither in the end.

After a long time, Jian Heng sighed softly and threw the knife that he had been holding tightly in his hand into the trash can, as if he had been unwilling to let go of everything in the past few years.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping. Lightning roared, like a ray of light piercing the gloomy sky.

Because the supermarket is not far from the villa, Jian Heng did not drive.

He was carrying a large bag of fresh vegetables and fruits and holding an umbrella with his other hand. The rain soaked his trousers and clothes. There was a slight smile on his handsome and pale face, and even the shadows between his eyebrows were gone. few.

Jian Heng walked very fast, and the stains from the puddles stuck to his trousers.

He actually doesn't like rainy days very much, with thunder and lightning, humidity and suffocation. His headaches often become more serious at this time.

This time is the same.

Because of the rain, the journey that originally took just a few minutes ended up being delayed to more than ten minutes.

Jian Heng opened the door, originally expecting to see the girl sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Whenever it rains, Yan Ran likes to huddle in the corner of the sofa covered with a small blanket and watch silly idol dramas.

However, there was no sound in the living room at this moment.

The silence was almost abnormal.

It was gloomy outside, with dark clouds covering all the light.

Jian Heng felt that the panic that he had finally suppressed was sweeping over him like a tide again.

He endured the discomfort and turned on the light in the living room.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled a very strong smell of blood.

At that time, his expression changed drastically, and the things in his hands were thrown aside. Unable to take care of them, he walked over quickly.The scene in front of him made his pupils shrink.

His movements froze, his heart beat rapidly at that moment, and there was a loud thumping sound in his ears.

There was a man lying on the sofa, his eyes closed peacefully, with a slight smile on his face. If it weren't for a knife stuck in his chest, and his face was pale, he would have looked as if he was simply sleeping. Same as before.

This scene is very strange, because the posture of the knife inserted in his chest is also very strange, as if he is committing suicide.

In addition, the expression on his face did not contain a trace of fear or fear, but instead contained an even eerie sweetness.

Bright red dyed the soft white blanket.

He will never forget the man's face until his death. It was Fan Yuan who ruined his family and drove him into a lunatic.

He died in his home in such a bizarre posture.

At that moment, Jian Heng's mind was blank. It was as if something he had always wanted to do but had not had the time to do was suddenly completed in front of him naturally, cutting off all his resentment and hatred, and letting him It was presented in front of him without any convenience at all.

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 30%!]

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 20%!]

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 10%!]

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 0%!]

[The blackening degree has been cleared!Congratulations to the host, the task is completed! 】

Jian Heng didn't feel happy or relieved at the first moment, and he quickly looked around.

The empty and silent living room, the inexplicable extra bodies, the unprecedented panic and fear, a stream of blood rushing to his head, and his head was buzzing.

He always felt like something was slowly going off the rails, as if something very important was slowly passing through his hands, but he couldn't do anything.

Walking on the road of life that is like a tightrope, there is an abyss below, with ghosts and monsters spreading their claws, trying to devour him in one bite. As soon as the tightrope breaks, he will be destroyed.

Jian Heng's face turned pale, and his temples bulged one by one.

"slowly……"

His voice was so hoarse that it was as dry as the grinding of stones. It was like there was a blockage in his throat, and particles were rubbing against his throat. His words were almost breathy.

"slowly……"

He seemed to be going crazy, looking for such a thin figure everywhere, whispering her name over and over again, unconsciously like a subconscious reaction of his body.

No matter which corner he found, he didn't miss it. He searched the entire villa, but that person seemed to disappear out of thin air, without even a trace of him.

At this moment, he seemed to be the only one left in the world.

The deathly silence was like a swamp, submerging his body step by step. His heart seemed to be thrown into the snow, cold and stinging. The chill lingered in his throat, as if even his breathing would freeze.

He began to tremble all over, and there was a heartbreaking pain in his head, which was more fierce than ever, as if it was about to burst.

Holding his head, his eyes were unconsciously red, and cold liquid flowed all over his face.

Like a helpless child who couldn't find the way home, in despair and pain, the tall figure fell to the ground with a thud.

(End of this chapter)