He got out of the car, licking his lips, biting his lips, looking ahead, looking to the left and right. He put his hands on his waist at the same time, raising his head, raising his head, helpless

Swinging meaningfully, then slapped his forehead hard.

One after another, faster and faster, more and more fierce.

Suddenly! He stopped.

Oleg opened the back seat door and dragged Nikita out. He knelt on the ground, hugged Nikita's motionless body, raised his head, and opened his arms convulsively.

lip.

He held Nikita's head in his arms, tensed the muscles on his face, and closed his eyes.

When the tears flowed out, Oleg made no sound of crying.

He just made a roaring sound.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Anton looked blankly at Oleg holding Nikita, and at Nikita being held by Oleg. Why was this happening? He couldn't figure it out.

His knees hit the hard asphalt road, his head lowered, and he was sobbing.

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…

"You...why don't you save him?"

On the long street, Kamala, who was in a spiritual state, looked at the businessman with tears in her eyes.

Luo Qiu said: "Someone dies every day, who can I save? Guest, although I can feel your desire to save him, it's a pity... you no longer have enough trading funds to be rich."

"Besides..." Luo Qiu shook his head: "His will to survive is not strong, but he is more satisfied."

"Satisfied?" Kamala looked at the other party in astonishment.

Luo Qiu said softly: "Don't you feel weird? You have come out of the village and kept your names anonymous, but you were found easily in the end, and then you got into a car accident."

"Nikita..."

Kamala moved her lips, but finally turned her head away, unable to bear to look at the scene on the road ahead.
Chapter completed!