Chapter 0111 Gangster Empire (12)
Chapter 111 Gang Empire (Twelve)
A heavy rain broke out in Fek New City.
It was raining like this in David's heart, since BOI (The Bureau of Investigation) sent investigators to pay special attention to Felix City.
The assassination against the new mayor a few days ago caused a sensation in the city. Although the police confirmed that Mayor James was not in the car at that time, he disappeared mysteriously afterwards, and many citizens were worried that he had been killed.
The Irish gangster was at the forefront, which undoubtedly made David feel upset. Although he should have expected it when he ordered the removal of the thorn in his side, BOI's intervention still made him unable to sleep or eat.
This is undoubtedly a dangerous signal, indicating that the national forces began to pay attention to this group of unscrupulous gangsters.
But Qi Leren didn't care about these things. His goal was to kill several other players to win, so than David, who was worried, he was more concerned about the mysterious "tequila".
On this day, Qi Leren braved the heavy rain to go to Willo's home. Although Willo was a little surprised by his arrival, he still welcomed him into the door.
"How could I come here today?" asked Willow.
Qi Leren sat on the sofa, holding the hot tea handed over by Willow, and quietly observed the lady's room, but there was no unexpected gain.
"Nothing." Qi Leren took a sip of black tea and asked casually, "Have you given the watch?"
Willow's expression froze slightly, and after a while, he lowered his head and nodded gently.
It seems that he guessed it right. Qi Leren was keenly aware that he was on the right path. What he had to do now is to confirm whether Tequila was the murderer who killed Billy - a reward for thirty days of survival. He didn't want to let go of the truth that was almost approaching the answer to the mystery.
"How is she doing recently?" Qi Leren asked again.
Willow looked out the window, and the heavy rain kept hitting the glass window, venting the power accumulated in the rain clouds. The young woman was full of worries and worried, as if she was anxious about something.
"I..." Willow was about to say that she didn't know, but the man sitting opposite leaned against the sofa, stretched his whole body, but his eyes were very sharp. The tip of her heart suddenly trembled, and silent fear strangled her throat.
"She is coming back." Willow murmured like a dream, "She is coming back soon!"
Qi Leren sat upright slightly, as if listening carefully: "What?"
Willow bit her lips, raised the teacup and pressed it against her, as if she was fighting against something: "I want to follow her, sorry, Allen, I must follow her! I must follow her! Thank you, but I..."
Willow's strange expression and narrative at this moment made the string in Qi Leren's mind be plucked, and he suddenly realized a problem.
He, no, should be said that the original owner of his body had a problem with Willow.
They are not good friends of childhood sweethearts at all! He, Alan, has long been in love with this Irish gangster's eldest daughter, and Willow knows it well. Even though he witnessed the lily love between Tequila and Willow, he still remains committed to being the best spare tire in the United States.
However, now that he is almost unable to become a spare tire, his "goddess" is about to run away with his return home Qingmei!
This was very embarrassing. Qi Leren instinctively sympathized with the original owner of this body, and then remembered that he was still in the task and should pay attention to the development of good emotions when playing the role.
How would Allen react at this time? Unacceptable rage? His heart was as cold as death? Or...
"When love gradually dies, the human heart is just a living grave." Qi Leren, who really couldn't think of a decent way of dealing with it, chose to recite a poem.
The advantage of doing this is that because there is not enough information, the other party will instinctively guess the profound meaning of this sentence according to his original personality.
Willow covered her mouth and suddenly burst into tears.
Now it was Qi Leren's turn to be confused. He just read a poem, why does the person who broke up seems to be her?!
"Can love die? No, even if it is crushed with an awl, it will still live in my heart." Willow cried while tearing his hair and tortured himself frantically.
What does this mean? Qi Leren couldn't understand this direction at all, so he had to remain silent.
"I'm sorry, Allen, I'm really sorry... You have done so many things for me, but... love has no control. I love Jessica, I love her, no matter what she becomes, whether she loves me or not, I love her." Willow's crying voice, a trembling decisiveness burned in his red eyes.
It turned out that the agave was named Jessica, and Qi Leren learned another information point, and there seemed to be something wrong with their relationship.
"David won't let you go," said Qileren.
He still remembers that David once asked him to look down on Willow, and obviously he did not want Louis's only daughter to elope with a woman.
"I know, so please don't tell him about this. Jessica is coming back soon, I'll go with her to Mexico, she's been there for three years." Willo pleaded at the Qileren.
Qi Leren was silent for a long time. He had been trying to figure out how Alan was feeling at this moment - the mission to play Maria gave him a lot of inspiration. What kind of person is Alan? He is sensitive, literary, withdrawn, and a violent killer. His way of treating the enemy was unexpectedly cruel. Under his quiet appearance, there was a terrible devil hidden.
Will he watch Willow leave? Although for Qi Leren, he would be happy to let the girl elope with his lover.
He stood up and looked down at Willow from a high point.
Willow leaned against the back of the sofa and fear gradually began to appear in her eyes.
Yes, fear.
Qi Leren pulled out his pistol expressionlessly and pointed it at Willow's beautiful head.
The fear in Willow's eyes overflowed, she froze in her seat and asked in a trembling voice: "Allen, you can't, you can't...you...don't do this, I beg you..."
The man who loved her stared at her, his eyes as if covered with a thick layer of frost, but under the ice, a flame was burning. The angel and the devil stood on both sides of him and spoke to him, persuading him and seducing him. He could kill her or forgive her. This struggle was revealed on his face and his trembling hands. A killer who had killed countless people should not have trembled with his gun, but he pointed the gun at the woman he loved the most, a woman who was about to leave him and would never meet again.
His pale thin lips opened slightly, and he spitted out a hoarse word: "Goodbye, Willow."
Willow closed her eyes in a state of decay, tears flowed silently from her eyes, leaving two new wet marks on her tear-stained face.
But the expected gunshot did not sound. She hesitated to open a thin slit. In the blurry light, the man stood in front of her, but the gun in his hand had been put down.
"I originally wanted to give you a kiss." The man could still see the resolute tenderness in his eyes, "But you are not worthy, I am not worthy."
He turned around and walked towards the gate without saying a word to her.
Until the door was closed, Willow's heart suddenly became silent. She ran to the window and looked out the window, watching the small car that belonged to him drove away from her vision.
She suddenly cried uncontrollably, biting her lips and sobbing. The pain seemed to have a pointed cone pierced into her eyes, pounding back and forth in her brain, sucking her love away and destroying it.
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The vehicle drove away from Willo's home, and Qi Leren relaxed his nerves and breathed a sigh of relief.
If he pursued his acting skills, he should have kissed Willow at that time, but he couldn't speak out, so he had to pretend to be a pussy and run away, doing all his bad things for love but finally letting go of the second male lead.
The conversation with Willow also gave him a new guess.
The person who killed Willow's fiancé Billy was not Jessica - she was still far away in Mexico. Judging from the motivation and means, someone who wanted to do this, could do it, and did it without realizing it...
Only himself.
Willow probably knew it, and even she was hinting at it, so she thanked him again and again.
Just imagine, the beloved goddess came to find a spare tire cryingly, saying that she didn't want to marry her father's designated fiancé. She could not stand the spare tire with great skills, of course she chose to kill him. However, helping the goddess does not mean that she can marry the goddess. The goddess wants to elope with her childhood childhood sweetheart, and she can't even stop the spare tire, but of course she chose to forgive them.
Alas, it's not easy.
When the Qilemen drove the car downstairs of 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 did not come, and it was quiet inside.
"Maybe the boss is asleep." The bodyguard said with a smile, knocking again, and then pushing open the door for him.
The office was dim and David didn't like too bright places. All the curtains in this huge suite were pulled up.
In the darkness, a beam of light shot in through the gaps in the curtains and landed on the old floor. David, who was sitting on the chair, was buried in the darkness without turning on the lights.
There was a light in the bathroom facing the door, and a figure could be vaguely seen behind the frosted glass. The sound of running water came from the bathroom, as if someone was washing his hands.
Qi Leren's heart pounded wildly, and the first thing he smelled was the smell.
The smell of death.
Then there is the smell of blood, the strong smell of blood.
He stared at the glass door and swept out of the corner of his eyes to David on the seat.
David, who had no head, sat quietly in his seat, the blood of the ground swallowed the original color of the carpet and was slowly spreading towards them.
Chapter completed!