It Was You

There was a strange dead silence in the air. In the cold basement, the air seemed to be frozen into ice one point one, which made people feel cold on their backs.

In the cold darkness, a small sound suddenly sounded. It was a very weak sound of leather shoes rubbing the ground. If one didn't listen carefully, he couldn't hear it at all.

The man had good ears. An imperceptible coldness and cruelty flashed through his slightly narrowed eyes, and his chest was heaving violently.

"Mr. Hogan, the trap in the Dragon City has been set up, and Martin has set out to the Dragon City in person as planned. The Zhou clan is also investigating the clues. Do we need to carry out the next step?" Standing behind the sofa, Barnes lowered his head and said in a slightly low and hoarse voice.

Hearing this, the man pinched the glass with his fair finger, and the wine glass between his fingers broke into pieces. The broken glass pieces pierced into the flesh. The fresh red blood was in sharp contrast to the white skin, which was somewhat frightening but inexplicable tempting.

The man slowly raised his hand, stretched out his long tongue and gently licked the blood on the wound. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled his mouth. The familiar smell of blood, along with the blood, spread to his limbs and bones. The man's purple black eyes suddenly were filled with overwhelming cold killing intent.

The man's voice was extremely cold, "No, we don't have to."

Barnes slightly raised his eyebrows, which seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost. His dark eyes under the glasses stared at the man for a moment, "Yes, Mr. Hogan."

After saying that, Barnes left quietly, as if he had never been here.

In the darkness, the man snorted. His deep eyes flashed for a moment, but soon returned to dead silence.

"Honey, I've been looking for you for 21 years. You're mine... No one can take you away from me! "

In the Yan Garden.

sure that

soon as she opened the

a piece of shocking news -- Lance was

Because there was no monitoring in his home, the police could only deduce the estimated time of death from the corpse examination. Moreover, according to the

was indeed a serious criminal case, but for some reason, after Lance's death, all the major media scrambled to report it. Now the whole case had been spread everywhere, and the conclusion of conspiracy and murder was gradually revealed. The police carried great pressure and promised

news, Lance seemed to have died of a sudden disease or suicide, because there was

on the Internet. From the photos, she could clearly see that there were

But...

the death of such an unimportant person like Lance attract so much

screen of the mobile phone. Lance was indeed hateful, but he didn't deserve to die. Perhaps it was

posts, and some people also stood out to expose the notorious deeds of Lance. The implication was that a hypocrite like Lance

was no blade in words, but

slander made others believe and the rumors were rampant, who

had already been hurt were still

the phone and threw it aside. At that moment, an unprecedented

in the sea of people, but even though there were people around her, she was still lonely and

Martin...

these words were like breaking through the frozen earth and boundless snowfield, smashing down fiercely like thunder. She did not know what would happen in the

But so what?

if she died, she was willing to