Chapter 620 Uncle Liao, I'm sorry

   "I, I am like this, to see them...isn't it too ugly?"

   With every breath, black and red blood would appear from the bite marks around his neck, "You kid...don't blame yourself..."

  Before leaving, Liao Zhengcheng, who knew how much responsibility Mujing had, was most worried about her feeling guilty for her own death.

   But he didn't have the strength to say anything else at the moment, he could only watch her eyes slowly turn red, smiled weakly, and closed his eyes.

   Mu Jing, who gritted his teeth, stared at Liao Zhengcheng's face, as if he was using this method to determine whether he really just left.

   Relentlessly put her hand on his pulse, and when she couldn't feel any beating, she snorted, and then turned her eyes to the dog's head that wasn't completely broken.

   A few other people who didn't know how to react saw her turning their heads and clenched their fists involuntarily. This was the first time she had seen such a rage.

   Mu Jing punched the frozen dog head after punch, and she didn't stop until it was smashed.

   sat on the ground with a bit of strength, looked at Liao Zhengcheng cross-legged, and said, "Uncle Liao, it's not ugly that you go to them like this."

   She drew the gun from her waist, loaded it, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and said, "Thank you, and..."

   When his eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes, which were covered with a layer of gray, Mu Jing pulled the trigger without hesitation, "Goodbye."

   Yuanlin bumped into Zhou Qiyang worriedly, looked at him, and asked with his eyes - what should I do?

   Zhou Qiyang shook his head gently, then pointed to the outside, signaling them to go out first.

  Chen Ruoting watched them retreat quietly. Although she was worried about Mu Jing's state, she went out with them.

   As members of the team at the moment, what they say is useless, maybe... let her be alone for a while.

   Prince Chou stood there and didn't move, but after seeing that Yin Ze had gone out, he didn't bother to be serious in this situation, so he went out.

There was only Mu Jing left in the room, and the few in the sea of ​​consciousness felt her anger and sadness. When they didn't know what to say, they could only choose to be silent, and looked at her worriedly, for fear that she would fall into self-blame Can't get out of the quagmire.

   Mu Jing stared straight at Liao Zhengcheng's gunshot between his brows, all images of knowing and collaborating with him appeared in his head.

For her, Liao Zhengcheng can be said to be a good teacher and friend who appeared in a period of confusion. When she is tangled and bored, she only needs to make a phone call to him for a casual chat, because he has a daughter. When she was confused about something, he could always analyze and comfort her from the perspective of her elders.

   These are all very precious things, so when he was short-sighted, she was angry, angry, and stopped.

   But now, she brought him here, and let them do their own activities with such confidence, but this unexpected accident happened.

   bowed her head in frustration and pressed her forehead. Even though he told her not to blame herself, she still couldn't control her emotions.

   The feeling of being conscious of losing control but staying awake was very uncomfortable. The pain in the temples was so severe that she endured it for a while before she said in a hoarse voice, "...My few friends, one less."

  She stretched out her hand, like when she met for the first time, held his hand politely, and said, "Mu Jing, please give me more advice."

After    finished speaking, he smiled slightly to himself.

   was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly as if crying, and said, "...Uncle Liao, I'm sorry."

   (end of this chapter)