Jing Jiaren took a deep look at Leng Lintian, then looked at Ximen Longting.

He simply came to die today.

Is he always arrogant and only good at dancing, thinking that his tanks and cannons can defeat Leng Lintian, so he appears so majestic?

Or, he knew that he might be defeated, but he didn't want her to marry Leng Lintian, so he made a desperate move?

Jing Jiaren wanted to believe the latter, but the wounds on her arms and every cut he made on her heart in Love Street...

She should not become such a forgetful woman and should not give Ximen Longting another chance to hurt her.

No matter why he appeared here, it didn't matter to her.

She won't love him anymore!

Jing Jiaren held the pistol and approached Ximen Longting step by step.

He narrowed his red pupils slightly, turned over and tried to get out of the tank, but was unable to do so.

He wanted to hold her and tell her how much he missed her and how painful it was during her absence.

However, Jing Jiaren's cold face froze his heart.

The gun in her hand was a great irony to him.

She finally walked up to him, stood under the tank, and looked up at him.

Ximen Longting stared at her coldly: "Do you really want to kill me?"

"You said that only if I kill you can I end your entanglement with me." Jing Jiaren's eyes were as cold as ice, "I said that if I see you again, you will die!"

"..."

"You came to die on your own."

Jing Jiaren's business is also cold and merciless.

Ximen Longting wanted to find a trace of reluctance on her face, but was there any? Was she pretending too well, or was she really so heartless?

The scene of the two of them being entangled in the past flashed through his mind.

Now, it's like walking on thin ice.

"Beauty, do you really want to kill me?" he asked again in a hoarse and weak voice.

"Yeah, I'm going to kill you, the devil, and stop pestering me like this. Your existence is my greatest misfortune!"

Jing Jiaren raised her hand with difficulty.

The gun seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms, and her palms were covered in sweat, slipping as if she could not hold it.

Jing Jiaren pointed the gun at him with great difficulty, her arms were shaking.

Ximen Longting smiled weakly: "Stop being brave, you are trembling."

"I'm trembling because I've never killed a chicken before."

"..."

"Now I'm asked to kill someone. I'm really scared."

Jing Jiaren's face looked ugly, she could no longer hold herself tight, and there was sweat on her forehead.

She thought she could shoot him easily...

Why is it so painful to just pull a wrench?!

She wanted to turn around and aim this shot at Leng Lintian. Why should she be involved in the grudge between them? Why should she be used to hurt Ximen Longting?

No matter what he did to her, he was at least the person she once loved.

Let her raise her pistol and point it at her former lover...

This is probably a nightmare she will condemn for the rest of her life.

But at this moment, she had no better choice.

"You can't even bear to kill a chicken, but you want to kill me? Beauty, I want to see what your heart is made of..." Ximen Long Ting stood with strength, holding the handle with his arm, not letting himself go

Sliding into the tank.

He is like an eagle falling from the sky to the ground...
Chapter completed!