"I actually have always had a question," He Ao slowly raised his hands, and turned his head carefully little by little. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of slender thighs wrapped in black pantyhose, and then a sexy body shrouded in a red dress. He Ao's eyes gradually moved up, until that face that was extremely familiar to Roy appeared in his field of vision.
"Monica, can you answer me?"
"Don't move, I don't have to answer you." Monica seemed to be satisfied with her condescending posture at this moment. She glanced at He Ao's seriously injured body, and There was a painful look on He Ao's face as he twisted his body. He glanced at Kiko's body lying on the ground and put his finger on the trigger. "Maybe you can ask God of Death."
Christos also turned to look at Monica at this moment. He wanted to make a move, but even the action was a little difficult. He looked at He Ao, only to find that He Ao was looking closely at the firearm in Monica's hand.
So he weakly said, "Monica, you are also from Witch Church, and the consortium hired you to kill me?"
"Yes," Monica smiled slightly and looked at Christos, "Mr. Christos, wait a moment, I'll be with you soon."
And the moment she looked away from He Ao, He Ao, who originally looked extremely weak, suddenly stood up. He turned his head slightly to one side and turned away from the dark muzzle. Then he punched Monica in the wrist with his right hand.
Click——
With an extremely slight sound, Monica's wrist bone was directly shattered, and the gun she held tightly in her hand was slightly loosened for a short time.
He Ao took advantage of the situation and turned his fist into a palm. He turned and pulled the gun into his hand and pointed it at Monica's eyebrows.
In this brief moment of gaze movement, the person pointed at the gun reversed course.
"I think you can answer my question now," He Ao slowly stood up and looked down at Monica. Because of the violent exercise just now, blood oozed from his abdomen again, staining the white gauze red.
"I love you, I have loved you."
Monica looked at the dark muzzle and said while retreating.
"I'm not surprised that Nold Corporation can copy my products, but," He Ao glanced at her, ignored what she said, and asked softly, "How do they accurately find my supplier list and downstream seller list? Why can they always 'guess' my response strategy in advance and target me accurately?"
"I'm here for our future. Your fight with the consortium is impossible to succeed."
Monica was leaning against the wall at this moment. Her hands tightened nervously and touched the hem of her skirt.
"So you sold me for a good price?"
He Ao looked at her calmly.
"No, I have always loved you. You have to believe me. I just wanted to wait until my life was better before I would come back to you and we could live a better life together."
Monica had tears in his eyes, "Including the fact that I pointed the gun at you just now, I didn't actually want to kill you. I just wanted to hurt you and then disguise you as being killed to hide it from the church. I really didn't want to kill you."
"I also brought special first-aid medicine." She quickly flipped the hem of her skirt. The black stockings that covered her thighs under her skirt were tied with a silver stainless steel leg ring that was slightly sunk into her flesh. There was a small medicine bottle tied to the leg ring. Monica reached for the medicine bottle. "I really didn't want to kill you. I still love you."
"Don't move," He Ao lowered his gun, "What is Witch Church's plan?"
"We... they want to hold a sacrificial ceremony to summon the offspring of Desire Witch," Monica paused for a moment, but she still held the medicine bottle, "They failed once before, so this time they are determined to win."
She raised her head and looked at He Ao lovingly, "Roy, I have always loved you. Everything is for our future. I learned a lot of knowledge at Witch Church, you will definitely like it."
At this moment, He Ao felt a trace of ripples in his heart, which came from Roy's emotions.
Roy really loves Monica. For a long time, he really wanted to get married and have children with the woman in front of him and live his life in peace.
Monica noticed the change in He Ao's expression. She slowly pulled out the medicine bottle from the leg ring little by little.
"We can leave secretly and pretend that nothing happened. I have saved a lot of money over the years. Although it still cannot reach the life I once planned to give you, but if you don't mind working hard with me, we can leave Dawn City and live peacefully in a place where no one can find it."
Her voice was unusually soft, like the spring breeze blowing over He Ao's cheek, with a little warmth and sweetness. At the same time, she slowly picked up the medicine bottle in her hand.
"I love you, Roy, I really love you very much."
"Careful!"
Christos behind him shouted quickly.
Bang——
The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out.
Monica stared at the man in front of him with his eyes widened.
The bullet passed between her eyebrows, shattering the back of her head, and bright red blood splattered all over the wall behind her.
She held the small medicine bottle tightly in her hand. The bottom of the medicine bottle was not a plastic cover, but a black muzzle.
This is a mini gun disguised as a pill bottle.
Her body slipped to the side and fell heavily to the ground.
There was a muffled sound.
"Thank you."
He Ao threw the gun in his hand on Monica's body and said softly.
This is the response to the phrase "I love you".
The gun he just threw out should be a firearm specially designed to target Transcendental attackers. It is more powerful than ordinary pistols.
After the gunshot, the entire backstage fell into a brief silence.
He Ao was silent for a moment, took out a cigarette from under his windbreaker, lit it, and held it in his mouth.
Next to Monica's body was a small ventilation window. Through this window, he could vaguely see the silent night sky and the city dotted with stars under the night sky.
The vast Dawn City is at his feet at the moment.
He slowly walked aside and pulled out the Short Sword that had just been thrown away and stuck on the ground.
Christos had now recovered enough to stand upright. He looked at Monica's body and was silent for a moment.
It was Monica who invited him to the concert, and it was Monica who just sent him a text message asking him to come backstage. He usually wouldn't offend his friends in the media, so even though he didn't like going to this kind of concert, he still came.
He slowly walked to Kiko's body and stared at the dead beauty.
Kiko's body is slowly changing as she dies, her sexy cheeks shrink slightly, and her brown hair is lightening little by little, returning to shining gold.