The bullets were almost silent when they were fired.

When the "bang" sounded, Luther's long body slowly fell backwards. The swirling flawless snowflakes were dancing like beautiful butterflies suddenly gathered and scattered.

He fell heavily to the ground in the light and streaking snowflakes.

In the chest, a shot was fired right where the heart was, and the burnt fabric of the coat formed a black hole.

He was motionless, lying on the ground, his handsome face pale, his eyes closed.

After the gun went off, at first Charlotte couldn't believe it. She cautiously walked up, crouched down, reached out, went to probe for breath, and felt nothing at all ...

surroundings were

uncontrollably.

"Haha, Luther is dead, he's dead. How

you love so much. You are much more ruthless than

the gun, trembling

the crap and tell me, where the

happy, "So what if I tell you? You can save her alone? For Cecelia's sake, I'll tell you, she's in a secret hospital on Hill 372. Hahaha. Without the coordinates, you'll never find it. The military has a dozen secret hospitals,

Hill 372.

relieved that she finally knew the

Cecelia,” Charlotte glared at Joyce mockingly, "the Heath family is gone, the power has been taken away by Otis, just you? You can't turn it around! You can't

you. Joyce, you are really stupid, you really

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