An Ge squinted at Quan Yitian, the picture in front of her was dizzy, but she still saw that Quan Yitian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and stayed there like a fool......

Kwon Mo's indifferent voice continued to float, "Tell me!" Am I your son?! ”

Kwon Mo ......

"Of course you are my son, and you have my blood in you." After Quan Yitian was stunned, he said coldly, "I'll count three times and shoot...... After the shooting, there will be one more Quan Yitian in this world, and you will be able to understand your father and me! ”

An Ge shuddered when he heard it.

After the shooting, there is one more Quan Yitian in this world.

No.

She never wants it, she doesn't want Quan Mo to live in pain for the rest of his life, let alone him become like Quan Yitian......

Outside the curtain there was the sound of a pistol moving slightly.

"Three!"

Kwon Yitian began to count down.

An Ge looked at the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the side, which were spinning, but she could still vaguely discern the direction.

"Two!"

Quan Yitian continued to count down, his fingers pressed against the gun in his hand, ready to shoot at any moment.

She wants to die, and she won't die at the hands of Quan Mo.

Listening to the countdown, An Ge looked down at his hand, a bloody hand.

She thought, she could.

Surely—one last stand.

Without waiting for Quan Yitian to count the last "one" word, An Ge suddenly gathered a force and slammed into Quan Yitian's body, Quan Yitian obviously didn't expect An Ge to burst out with such a big strength, and his hand suddenly deviated.

"Bang."

The pistol misfired.

A shot hit the floor-to-ceiling window, and the whirring wind poured directly in.

With the last bit of will, An Ge grabbed Quan Yitian's hand to the death, and the person pressed towards Quan Yitian.

It's chaos.

Behind the curtain was a small space, and An Ge had just done such a laborious thing with a little willpower, so Quan Yitian easily pulled out his hand and pointed a pistol at her.

Everything is in a second.

When the curtain was slammed open, An Ge desperately threw herself at Quan Yitian, and she couldn't see clearly whether it was a floor-to-ceiling window or a curtain in front of her......

It's all about intuition.

"Ange—"

She heard Kwon's hysterical shout, which almost tore through her throat, with unwarranted fear......

She had never heard of it.

What's wrong?

Why call her in such a frightened voice?

Like a slowed camera, An Ge only felt that her body suddenly became lighter, and a gust of wind rushed towards her, and she pounced on Quan Yitian and directly threw herself out of the broken floor-to-ceiling window......

Quan Yitian fell directly, with a large piece of broken glass......

Falling one after another.

At that moment, An Ge's head suddenly cleared, and it turned out that she threw Quan Yitian directly out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

That's nice.

She won't die at the hands of Quan Mo.

An Ge's whole person also fell down, and suddenly, his arm was pulled hard from above-

"Ange! Sober up! ”

Quan Mo's shout rang in her ears again.

An Ge opened his eyes in confusion and looked up, only to see Quan Mo half-kneeling there in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window, holding her arm with one hand.

She didn't fall?

Realizing this, An Ge once again had the desire to survive, and she opened her eyes, which made her sick to her stomach.

But she could feel Kwon Mo grabbing her and pulling her up.

Kwon Mo ......

An Ge was already dying, hanging in mid-air like a rag doll.

"Wake up!"

Quan Mo roared loudly, desperately pulling her up, his hand was stained with her blood, and the palm of his hand slid violently, turning into a wrist that he could only hold her bloody.