The national costume of the king's glory is a girl

Chapter 568

Following Mr. Wen's sonorous and forceful words, they fell to the ground.

Lu Xianglan's expression suddenly changed.

Eyes gloomy, "You don't want to toast or eat fine wine..."

He, Lu Xianglan, gave enough face!

If he insists on doing this...

Just don't blame him...

With that gloved hand, Lu Xianglan gradually touched the windbreaker pocket.

there.

There is a tube of injection.

It can make people sleep peacefully...

No struggle, no pain.

Tonight, he...was planning to send Mr. Wen to heaven.

such a pity……

It seems that my goal has not been achieved.

Lu Xianglan stared at him, his shadow rolling, "If that's the case...then..."

He wasn't finished yet.

suddenly!

Mr. Wen, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly pulled out a black pistol from under the pillow!

Exhausted the last strength!

Fired a shot at Landing Xianglan!
Mr. Wen's gun was always on his body for self-defense.

After all, the power of the Wen family is there, so he must protect himself.

At the same time as Mr. Wen's silencer gun bullets were fired!
Lu Xianglan reacted almost immediately!

There was a whirlwind!
He flips back quickly!
That last bullet!It should have hit his heart! !
It's a pity that he escaped!
Hit on the shoulder!
Immediately, Lu Xianglan knelt down on one knee, with one hand covering his shoulder where the bullet was shot!

His eyes almost raised sharply: "Old Wen, it seems...you are courting death!"

Lu Xianglan just wanted to stand up.

however.

On the opposite side, Old Wen who was sitting on the bed straightened up, and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood!

follow closely.

That hunched body, slowly, slowly... with a pair of bloodshot eyes open, fell down.

Lu Xianglan was taken aback.

This is... a rush to death?
He confirmed it several times.

Then he covered his wound and stood up slowly.

Went to the bed.

"Tsk..."

Lu Xianglan looked at the old man who was dying in peace, and gave him a rather disgusted glance.

"It's really an old thing that doesn't know what to do..."

it's good now.

Are you mad at yourself?
Lu Xianglan glanced at the corpse calmly.

Silently, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number.

"Strange."

"Subordinates are here!"

"Send two nimble people over to clean up the traces of the ward."

"...Is old Wen dead?" At the other end, Mo Ran seemed to pause before asking.

Lu Xianglan's voice was flat, without any guilt at all, "Yeah."

"Okay, I'll come right away."

Hang up.

Lu Xianglan glanced at the corpse again...

He sneered and walked out.

What he didn't notice was.

A drop of blood slowly flowed down from his shoulder along the windbreaker.

It dripped on the back of Wen Lao's hand.

And this drop of blood...

In the near future.

It completely drove Lu Xianglan close to madness.

He, Lu Xianglan, has been majestic for more than 20 years, but he doesn't know who his biological grandfather is.

in the end……

Not to mention his own half-sister who personally framed him, he even killed his grandfather himself.

The reincarnation of heaven, in the end... It's just that the time has not come yet.

……

When Wen Siyue received a call from Wen's family.

It was early in the morning of the second day.

In a daze.

He heard Grandpa's housekeeper call her.

She thought she was dreaming.

"Grandpa housekeeper, it's so early... What are you calling me for..."

At the other end, the housekeeper's trembling voice came over with great grief.

"Miss... Mr. Wen... is dead!"

(End of this chapter)