Chapter 638 Reality (2)

  That nasty ninth master, it must be Weiwei who agreed to his terrible request.

  He was willing to agree to save Nancy.

  He Dongling smiled wryly, "I know you won't forgive me, if I hadn't acted too hastily, we wouldn't have made such an enemy, you wouldn't have been kidnapped, and Weiwei wouldn't have died."

   "But your life and mine were saved by Weiwei, so don't waste it, or you won't have the face to face her when you die."

  After He Dongling finished speaking, he waited quietly for a while.

  He Nanxi still didn't respond.

  He laughed at himself, turned around and left.

   After taking two steps, the door opened.

  He Nanxi came out. He was unkempt, and his clothes were still worn the day he was rescued.

   There was a sour smell all over his body, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't know how long he hadn't slept.

  He didn't speak either, just squatted down.

  He picked up the meal that had been cold for several hours, and then started to eat wildly with his head down.

  He Dongling stood without moving.

  He Nanxi eats very quickly, it doesn't matter if his face is covered with rice grains.

  His eyes were lifeless, and his face was extremely ugly.

   No fan could recognize him.

  After He Nanxi finished eating, he went to take a bath, washing very carefully.

   After washing, he wore a black suit again.

   Shaved and combed hair.

   Soon, apart from being a little thinner and haggard, his face was paler.

  He Nanxi returned to her former beauty.

  The immature and youthful look on the face has disappeared, and there is a bit of desolate maturity.

   If you want to see Weiwei, you can't go dirty.

  He Nanxi was expressionless, and went to the cemetery with his brother.

  The two brothers were surprisingly similar, with pale faces and no light in their eyes.

  Not many people came to the funeral, they were all from the company.

  Bai Weiwei's urn was buried in a coffin.

  When the coffin is covered and slowly closed.

  He Nanxi suddenly swayed and almost fell down.

  He Dongling stretched out his hand and pulled him, but He Nanxi seemed to explode suddenly, he raised his fist and slammed He Dongling's face hard.

   This punch is very heavy.

   Filled with feelings of hopelessness.

  The blood from He Dongling's nose immediately flowed out.

  The people next to him rushed up, just about to stop it.

  He Dongling said coldly: "Go away, this is a matter between us brothers."

   And He Nanxi rushed over again, frantically raising his fist and hitting him.

  He Dongling didn't resist either, so he let him beat him.

   Soon he was beaten into a pig's head by He Nanxi.

  He Nanxi suddenly roared heart-piercingly, "Resist, why don't you resist, you bastard."

  He Dongling spat out a mouthful of blood, and said without expression: "It doesn't matter if you kill her, I think life is meaningless. If I die, I can go after her."

  He Nanxi suddenly kicked him hard and kicked him out.

  He Dongling fell on the side of the mound, and below it was the pit where the coffin was placed.

   His face was covered with blood, looking at the urn in the center of the unclosed coffin.

  His eyes were a little sore, He Dongling got up in a daze.

  He Nanxi rushed over again, he grabbed his collar viciously, and pushed him to the ground again.

   "It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, how could Weiwei beg Jiuye?"

  At that time, He Dongling shouldn't have told Bai Weiwei.

   The thing about him being kidnapped.

   Not to mention, killing Jiu Ye can save him.

  He Nanxi squatted down and raised his fist.

  He Dongling closed his eyes and didn't dodge, allowing him to vent his anger.

  But the fist has not fallen yet.

  (end of this chapter)

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