There are both.

Han Bao gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Do you know why I know that you killed Sister Wuyou? Because Sister Wuyou never died in peace. Her soul told me that the murderers were you and your adoptive father."

Hua Rong looked at Han Bao's resentful eyes, as if she had been turned into a puppet by thunder.

What she fears most in her life is that Han Bao will tear her beautiful clothes apart.

But God is so cruel and chose him to expose her ugly mask.

Han Bao's eyes were red, and the accusation escalated, "You clearly know that Sixth Sister was wronged, but when she died, you couldn't bear to say a good word for her. Why did you do something so easy for a sister to collect her body?

Are you reluctant to do it?"

But such a beautiful face was ruined by those miserable and painful bloody eyes.

"Tell me, why do you do this?" Han Bao said in a hoarse voice.

The eldest sister suddenly laughed and burst into tears, "I thought that after several years of being infected in the Military Intelligence Hall, you had turned into a cunning and sinister fox. But I never expected that you would always maintain that precious heart.

My kindness. Han Bao, eldest sister is not you. I took the wrong path and am different from you."

Huarong leaned against the door panel, and her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave. It was so cold that her whole body seemed to be frozen.

Han Bao stood in front of her, just a stone's throw away.

Hua Rong saw Han Bao's face becoming thinner and thinner. His facial features became more three-dimensional and profound, and he looked more youthful. He was as handsome as a poppy flower, exuding a fatal allure.

Han Bao gritted his teeth, "Do you really want to fight me?"

Huarong nodded with difficulty, "This is my promise to him."

Han Bao said: "Okay, let's get started."

Han Bao drew a scimitar from his sleeve. When Huarong saw the scimitar, his emotions completely collapsed. Tears streamed down his face.

This is the scimitar she gave to Han Bao for protection.

"If you want to fight me, can you use another knife?" she begged.

Han Bao looked at the motionless eldest sister in shock, and said hoarsely: "Why don't you do something?"

Huarong smiled bitterly: "Because I know I'm not as fast as you, so I gave up resistance."

Silly boy, how could she be willing to do something to him?

The hand raised and lowered the knife as fast as lightning.

I saw a silvery white light flashing in the air, and the next moment, the scimitar pierced the eldest sister's shoulder blade.

At the last moment, the machete changed its trajectory and failed to enter the fatal part of the eldest sister.

After all, she is a monster. She cannot betray the monster.

But she couldn't complete the task the monster asked her to perform.

Only death can provide relief.

She killed Wuyou to protect him.

She was angry with Liu Mei because she thought Liu Mei had really killed him.

But she couldn't tell Han Bao the truth.

Han Bao smiled evilly, "I want to see how you can stop him from leaving."

After saying that, he stormed into the command room domineeringly.

Huarong covered the bleeding wound and said, "Unless I die, I will never let you succeed."

But Hanbao couldn't bear to let her die.

"You're not going to fight back, right? Then I'm going to tell you now that I'm going to go in and destroy the command room. Aren't you going to fight back either?"

Sitting in front of the computer, Hanbao began to unlock the password.

The eldest sister looked at Han Bao's tall and tall body, with a soft smile in her eyes.


Chapter completed!