Chapter 111: Gangster Empire (12)

There was a heavy rain in Fick's new city.
It was raining like this in David's heart, since BOI (TheBureauofInvestigation) sent investigators to pay special attention to Fick new city.
A few days ago, the assassination against the new mayor caused a sensation in the city. Although the police confirmed that Mayor James was not in the car at the time, he disappeared mysteriously afterwards and many citizens feared that he had been killed.
The Irish gangster is on the cusp, which undoubtedly upsets David. Although he should have expected it when he ordered the removal of this nail, BOI's intervention still made him sleepy.
This is undoubtedly a dangerous signal, indicating that the national forces have begun to pay attention to these unscrupulous gang members.
But Qi Leren didn't care about this. His goal was to kill several other players to win, so at this moment he was more concerned about the mysterious "Agave" than David, who was worried.
This day, the Qile people braved the heavy rain and went to Wei Luo's home. Although Wei Luo was somewhat surprised at his arrival, he still greeted him.
"How come over today?" Willow asked.
Qi Leren was sitting on the sofa, holding the hot tea handed over by Wei Luo, and watching the young lady's room calmly, but there was nothing unexpected.
"Nothing." Qi Leren took a sip of black tea and asked casually, "Did the watch go out?"
Willow's expression froze slightly, and he nodded his head for a while, then nodded gently.
Seems to be correct, Qi Leren keenly realized that he was on the right path, and now all he had to do was to confirm whether tequila was the killer of Billy—it was about thirty days of survival Days of reward, he didn't want to let go of the truth, which was close to the mystery.
"How is she doing?" Qi Leren asked again.
Willow looked out of the window, and the rainstorm hit the glass window uninterruptedly, venting the power accumulated in the rain cloud. This young woman was full of worries and anxiety, as if she was anxious about what was going on.
"I ..." Willow just wanted to say that she didn't know, but the man sitting opposite leaned on the back of the sofa and stretched his eyes sharply, her heart trembling suddenly, her silent fear choked her throat .
"She's coming back." Willow Nightmare muttered generally. "She's coming back soon!"
Qi Leren sat slightly upright, as if listening carefully: "What then?"
Willow bit her lip, raised her tea cup against her lips, as if fighting something: "I'm going with her, sorry, Ellen, I must go with her! I have to go with her! Thank you, But I ... "
Wei Luo's weird expression and narrative at this moment made the string in Qi Le's brain move, and he suddenly realized a problem.
He, no, should say that the original owner of this body had problems with Willow's relationship.
They are not good friends at all! He, Allen, had long been secretly or even in love with the young lady of the Irish gangster, and Willow knew it well. Even if he witnessed the love of agave and Willow's lily, he still kept his heart to be a good spare tire in the United States.
However, now watching the spare tire is almost impossible, his "Goddess" and the returning Ome Shuangsu Shuangshuang-flying away!
This is very embarrassing. Qi Leren instinctively sympathized with the original owner of this body, and then remembered that he was still on the task, and he should pay attention to the emotions he had prepared while playing the role.
How would Allen react at this time? Unacceptable Fury? Indifferent heart? Or……
"When love is dying, the human heart is just a living grave." Qi Leren, who couldn't think of a decent coping style, chose a poem.
The advantage of this is that because the amount of information is not enough, the other party will instinctively guess the meaning of this sentence according to his original character.
Willow covered his mouth and burst into tears suddenly out of control.
This time it was Qi Leren who was aggressive. He just read a poem, why does the person who is broken in love seem to be her? !!
"Can love die? No, even if it is smashed with an awl, it still lives in my heart." Willow cried, tearing her hair and tortured herself frantically.
What exactly does this mean? Qi Leren couldn't understand this trend at all and had to remain silent.
"I'm sorry, Allen, I'm really sorry ... you have done so much for me, but ... love can't be controlled. I love Jessica, I love her, no matter what she becomes, no matter if she still Love me or not, I love her. "Willow burst into tears, red eyes burning with a shuddering decision.
It turned out that the agave was called Jessica, and Qi Leren knew another information point, and the relationship between the two seemed to have something wrong.
"David will not let you go." Qi Leren said.
He still remembers that David had asked him to be bullish on Willow, apparently he did not want Louis's only daughter to elope with a woman.
"I know, so please don't tell him about it. Jessica will be back soon, and I will follow her to Mexico, where she has been in business for three years." Willow looked at Qi Leren begging. .
Qi Leren was silent for a long time. He had been trying to figure out what Allen was feeling at the moment—the mission of playing Maria gave him a lot of inspiration. What kind of person is Allen? He is sensitive, literary, and lonely. He is also a tyrannical killer. He treats his enemies in an unexpectedly cruel way. He hides a terrible devil under his quiet appearance.
Will he watch Willow leave? Although for Zhile, he would be happy to let the girl run away with her lover.
He stood up and looked down at Willow.
Willow was just leaning on the back of the sofa, and fear began to appear in his eyes.
Yes, fear.
Qi Le pulled out his hand-gun without expression, and aimed at Willow's pretty head.
The fear in Willow's eyes spilled out. She froze in her seat and asked, "Alan, you can't, you can't ... you ... don't do this, I beg you ..."
The man who admired her gazed at her, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost, but under that ice layer, a flame was burning. The angel and the devil stood at his sides and talked to him at the same time, persuaded him, and seduced him. He could kill her or forgive her. The struggle was revealed on his face and his shaking hands. A killer who killed countless people, his hand with a gun should not be trembling, but he pointed at his favorite woman, a woman who was about to leave and never see him again.
His pale, thin lips opened slightly, and he spit out a husky word: "Goodbye, Willow."
Willow closed her eyes in ashes, tears shed silently from her eyes, leaving two new wet marks on her tear-stained face.
But the expected sound of the gun did not ring, and she hesitated to open a slit. In the vague light, the man stood in front of her, but the gun in her hand had been lowered.
"I wanted to give you a kiss." The man's eyes faintly saw the absolute tenderness. "But you don't deserve it, and I don't deserve it."
He turned and walked towards the door without saying a word to her again.
Until the door was closed, Willo's leaping heart suddenly died. She rushed to the window and looked out the window, watching the car belonging to him drive out of her field of vision.
She burst into tears uncontrollably, biting her lips and crying. This pain seemed to have a sharp cone pierced into her eyes, and rummaged back and forth in her brain, sucking her love away and destroying it.
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The vehicle left Weiluo's house, and Qi Leren relaxed his nerves and breathed a long sigh of relief.
If he pursues acting skills, he should kiss Willow at that time, but he can't let go of his mouth, so he has to pretend to run, and do his own bad thing as an obsessive man, but finally let go of the male second love.
The conversation with Willow also gave him a new guess.
The person who killed Willow's fiance, Billy, was not Jessica-she was still in Mexico. Judging from the motivation and means, if you want to do this, you can do it, and you can do it without knowing it ...
Only himself.
I'm afraid Willow knew it, and even she suggested it, so she thanked him again and again.
Imagine that the beloved goddess came crying for a spare tire and said that she didn't want to marry her fiance appointed by her father. Where can a spare spare tire look like, of course he chose to kill him. However, doing things for the goddess does not mean that she can marry the goddess. The goddess has to run away with her young girl for the first time, and the spare tires cannot be stopped. Of course, the choice is to forgive them.
Hey, it's not easy.
When Qi Leren drove downstairs to David's office, the rain stopped.
"Is David here?" Qi Leren asked the bodyguard at the door.
The bodyguard nodded and knocked on the door for him.
David's familiar voice didn't come, and there was silence inside.
"Maybe the boss is asleep," said the bodyguard with a smile, knocked again, and pushed the door open for him.
The office was dim, and David didn't like places that were too bright. All the curtains in this large suite were closed.
In the darkness, a beam of light shot through the gap in the curtains, and fell on the old floor. David, sitting on a chair, was buried in the darkness without turning on the lights.
The light in the bathroom facing the door was on, and a figure was faintly seen behind the frosted glass. The sound of running water came from the bathroom, as if someone was washing their hands.
Qi Leren's heart leaped wildly, the first thing he smelled was the smell.
The smell of death.
Then came the smell, the thick smell.
He stared at the glass door, and the light from the corner of his eyes swept towards David on the seat.
Headless David sat quietly in his seat, and the blood on the floor swallowed the original color of the carpet, slowly spreading towards them.
The sound of water flowing from the bathroom came to an abrupt end.