"Oh, is that? Are you merciless?" Yan Buhui sneered and said, "As cold-blooded as you, have you always claimed to take into account the overall situation? Killing me is beneficial to the overall situation. Why do you have to keep your hands? Why, are you guilty?"

Hearing this sentence, Lu Chaoge's face, which had been calm, finally showed a hint of pain and flashed away.

He obviously recalled something.

"Yes, I feel guilty," Lu Chaoge nodded and said calmly: "Maybe I did something wrong back then."

Yan Bubu replied and was slightly stunned when he heard this.

The facial expression of this generation of murderous men seemed a little soft, but it was immediately replaced by a cold and almost ferocious look, and she laughed wildly: "Hahaha, is that right? Maybe... OK, although it was added, it finally sounds like a human word, but you just said this sentence today, don't you think it's too late? What did you say when Ah Heng died? What's the use of saying this now? To this day, I still remember your cold-blooded face at that time, so I swear that even if I spend my whole life, I will kill you..."

There was a kind of hatred that penetrated into the bones in his voice.

Even though it was far apart, Ye Qingyu seemed to feel the anger and despair in Yan Buhui's heart.

What happened back then?

The story of Yan Buhui seems to be more tortuous and mysterious than what Mr. Liu told him at the time.

Could it be that Lu Chaoge did something that sorry for Yan Buhui back then?
Chapter completed!