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Chapter 698 The man made a short muffled sound (important)

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    "So, dear Madam President, please cherish your last good moments!"

    After she finished speaking, she shook her head and left. With a look from Laura, several bodyguards came up to trap Nan Huan.

    Nan Huan pulled his lips, looked at the four tall and burly Western bodyguards, and smiled softly: "When I came, I called Prince Galen. I think he should be here soon, right? I  I think if I have anything, even if he has no feelings for me, but considering the fact that I miscarried for him twice, he probably won¡¯t let you go easily"

    Of course Laura would not seek death like this and attack Nan Huan so blatantly, not to mention Nan Huan said so.

    Laura did not embarrass Nan Huan. Less than five minutes after Nan Huan left, Galen appeared in Xiao Nanguo.

    When Laura saw him, she thought he was looking for her specially. She couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart. She was so excited that she ran over regardless of the image of the president's wife. As a result, she was half a meter away from him, and the man slapped her face.  Half of it is crooked.

    Along with it came the man¡¯s heartless and cold voice, ¡°Laura, you broke my good habit of never hitting a woman!¡±

    Laura was beaten inexplicably. She wanted to argue for herself. Before the tears of grievance could roll out of her eyes, the man's back disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

    Galen chased after Nan Huan but did not stop him. He called Nan Huan but Nan Huan did not answer the phone.

    He was so angry that he almost smashed his phone, but finally gave up.

    He walked to his car, opened the door, and his blue pupils shrank deeply.

    He looked at the sharp saber attached to his neck and raised his eyebrows a little: "Huanhuan!"

    Nan Huan smiled strangely when he heard him reciting her name, then changed direction with the saber and sank into his shoulder for a second.

    Nan Huan's prick was deep, and blood immediately overflowed from the silver-white incision, and fell drop by drop on the back of Nan Huan's hand. It was warm, like the child that came out of her body with the placenta on that rainy night with lightning and thunder.  Same, all hot

    However, his death was so miserable!

    He was thrown to death. When he died, there was thunder in the sky, and a moment of light illuminated the red meat ball.

    The child turned his back to the sky, with his mouth open like an O. He didn't cry, but just maintained the stiff and miserable state of death. Before he had no breath, his little hands were clenched tightly

    He seemed to want to seize the whole world, but she was powerless. She watched him die.

    Nan Huan¡¯s hatred is higher than his soul.

    She has no heart anymore, she seems to be possessed, holding the handle of the knife and stirring it tightly.

    With a body of flesh and blood, even if Galen is a bloody man, it is difficult for him to remain calm.

    He made a short muffled sound deep in his throat, holding Nan Huan's slender wrist in his hand.

    His eyes were a bit scarlet, as if he had been greatly shocked.

    He probably never dreamed that the little girl who said she would love him forever would stab him with a knife.

    Galen looked at her expressionless face, which was much thinner than before, "Huanhuan, if you can't kill me today, you will have to be tortured by me in the future!"

    After he finished speaking, he let go of her wrist and let her continue.

    Nan Huan pulled out the knife fiercely, and with a painful scream, she plunged the knife into the previous incision again and then blood flowed down her hand and filled the entire palm of her hand!

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    At Blue Water Bay, the setting sun casts the entire water villa onto a shallow layer of gold.

    Mu Zhao lay on the bay window looking at the garden scenery dyed red by the setting sun, and was lost in thought for several seconds.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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