Almost simultaneously, the car jolted again!
Jin Muchi opened the window, fired three shots in succession through the car window towards the back.
Li Yanan could feel the wound consistently bleeding.
Although he knew well that according to the adage that bad people live for a thousand years, he probably wouldn't die just like this.
But when he saw her feeling anxious and sad for him, his heart throbbed with pain.
"Lin Zhenxin..." Suddenly, Li Yanan's voice sounded in her ear.
Lin Zhenxin abruptly raised her head, looking at Li Yanan in the dim light.
And his blood-stained hand just covered her rain-soaked, cold cheek like that.
His thin lips slightly parted...
"I love you."
Lin Zhenxin's eyes abruptly widened, looking at Li Yanan's pale, lifeless face.
What did he just say?
"Lin Zhenxin, I love you." Li Yanan's voice was as steady as usual.
Even though the vehicle was jostling, it didn't affect him in the slightest.
