Ding Huan smiled indifferently. She had finished everything she wanted to say. Although there were only three sentences, every sentence was not separated from Ding Wan.

Her hands, with clear joints, resolutely pressed the gunpowder switch amid the screams of everyone.

The ten-second countdown starts, and the time is like an hourglass. As long as you press it, there is no stop.

Perhaps death is also a kind of repentance, Ding Huan couldn't help but think of it.

If she hadn't pushed Ou Jue into the water as Ding Wan and hadn't pulled Ou Jue's father's oxygen tube, would everything be different now?

It’s a pity that there is no if, but let her end it all.

"Bang!" The gunpowder cracked in an instant, and even for a moment, Ding Huan's figure disappeared into the air, and the gunpowder flooded in the air and then fell to the ground, just like the dead Ding Huan.

The flames greedily licked the grass and trees on the ground, and spread to every corner of the organization.

The flames burned even more. Even during the day, the sky was filled with fire, and black smoke drifted into the air, and the surging of the crowd finally reached its highest point.

"The gunpowder was detonated!"

The female reporter seemed to be frightened by the scene just now, but she recovered in time. She meticulously broadcasted the report to the camera, which caused an uproar on the Internet.

K covered his mouth and nose, and the choking smell of smoke poured into his nose. He felt a raging fire swallowing his body, drilling into every pore of his body, and his body was bursting and cracking.

Ding Huan ignited gunpowder in front of him. At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his body's skin blooming.

But fortunately, he didn't lose his life. He ran away the moment Ding Huan pressed the gunpowder switch.

Using his understanding of the organization's terrain, K ran out. Although he was not dead, he was still seriously injured.

Ding Huan finally fulfilled her wish, using her life to compensate for her mistakes against Ou Jue, and using her life to destroy her base in an instant.

At this moment, Ding Wan was stunned, and an invisible blade seemed to be stuck in his throat.

She sat dejectedly on the ground, like a living dead man, her unlustrous petals twitching up and down.

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan..."

She thought tirelessly, as if the scene of her sister dying in front of her was still vivid in her mind.

The push of things was like a Russian spiral, and she had calmly accepted five-sixths of the misfortune.

And the one-sixth of Ding Huan's death hit her, but it was enough to kill her with one blow.

Ding Wan suddenly felt very cold. This coldness was the helplessness of the soul.

"Wanwan." Ou Jue was also shocked by the scene just now, but its first reaction was to see Ding Wan.

I wanted to pick up Ding Wan sitting on the ground, because her body couldn't help but be so troubled by her, but Ding Wan stopped her.

I have always felt that separation from life and death is the most painful thing, but I didn't expect that I was so heartbroken.

Ding Wan felt that there seemed to be a cheap foam machine on his chest, clamoring.

There was no sign of emotional turmoil in Yingrun's pupils, and she was more like a lifeless corpse, but her rushing breathing and blinking eyes meant that she was still alive.

Real-time broadcasting has been suspended, and people's popularity is just a flash in the pan.

Perhaps after a few days, they will forget about this and look for the next goal that will make people happy.

The picture turned around and the purpose was to charred lawn that had been licked by the flames. Something in the lawn was shining with dazzling light by the sun.

When I got closer, I found that it was a dial. The glass on the dial was shattered, and even the hand was stopped rotating.

...

The impact this incident brought to Ding Wan was too great. Ding Wan didn't come back to his senses for a long time. The despair in her eyes was so strong that it made people feel distressed. She fell to the ground blankly, and she felt like she had lost her soul.

"Boss..." Zhou Ming was a little reluctant to look at it, and quietly pulled his boss's sleeves. It was time to do this, and those grievances might be put aside. Ding Wan's current appearance is really not good.

Ou Jue also knew this, and squatted down and locked him in his arms, shouting his name over and over again: "Wanwan, Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'm by your side, can you look up and see if I'm fine?"

No one answered, Ding Wan burst into tears silently, his eyes instantly covered with blood.

Ou Jue stroked his hair with distress and gently advised: "Don't think too much, Ding Huan has always had many ideas, maybe she may not get out of it if she has a way."

I don’t know if this sentence worked, but Ding Wan, who was originally expressionless, suddenly blinked.

She raised her head suddenly and grabbed the hand of the man in front of her. There seemed to be a hint of prayer in her helpless voice: "Yes, you are right. Huanhuan won't die so easily. She has learned so many skills and is prepared. She must have a way to survive. I want to find her and I want to pick her up home."

As he said that, Ding Wan stood up regardless of the situation, staggering and almost falling down.

Ou Jue stopped her waist quickly and was about to say something, but Ding Wan was already crying and looking at him: "Brother Ou Jue, I beg you to help me and take me to find Huanhuan, okay? I know you hate her, but she is my only relative in the world. I really can't watch something happen to her, Brother Ou Jue... please help me."

Such a fragile Ding Wan was unable to refuse her request at all. Ou Jue's eyes flashed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded: "Okay, don't worry, I'll go with you."

"Boss."

Zhou Ming exclaimed in surprise with some difficulty. The explosion just now was so strong. How could Ding Huan, who was tied with gunpowder all over his body, escape? Even if they were in the past, they would have no effect, so why bother to go for a waste?

Ou Jue gave him a look without hesitation, blocking all the things Zhou Ming hadn't finished, his eyes still gently looked at the person in front of him, and curled his lips slightly: "I can take you there, but you have to promise me something, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Ding Wan looked up in confusion.

Ou Jue had already taken the coat beside him and put it on his body: "You should not be too excited after you go. I will ask someone to arrange to find Ding Huan's whereabouts. You must take good care of your body and avoid any more accidents."

"Okay, I promise you." Ding Wan nodded without hesitation. As long as he could ask him to find his sister, let alone agreeing to one request, even if there were ten or hundreds, she would nod without hesitation.

"Then when will we set off? Huanhuan must have suffered a serious injury, I will rush over immediately." Ding Wan couldn't wait to urge.

Ou Jue calmly comforted her: "Don't worry, that place is still far away. I need to arrange it. I will pick you up after everything is arranged."
Chapter completed!