Chapter 857: A Man’s Words Are Kind Before His Death
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She couldn’t control her emotions and screamed.
“Why? Why can she still escape!” She turned and aimed the gun at An Mingchen, who was on the ground, and clicked her tongue.
Unfortunately, the gun had run out of bullets, and only the mocking sound echoed in the air.
Jiang Yilin knelt down.
She started to feel An Mingchen’s body.
She remembered that he had probably used a knife to blind her eyes before.
He still had other weapons on him.
As expected, she found a blade near An Mingchen’s wrist.
There was not even a drop of blood on the sharp blade.
One could imagine how fast An Mingchen was when he used it to blind her eyes.
But at this time, because he had been shot twice in a row, and one of them was still in his abdomen, he had already lost a lot of blood and didn’t have the strength to hurt her.
Jiang Yilin raised the knife. Crocodile tears rolled from her remaining eye.
“Brother, why are you doing this to me? I really treated you as my biological brother... I thought you were better than Jiang Chengxi, but who knew that you were more cruel than him. Why, Brother, I love you too. I also want to be your biological sister...”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Brother. Only when you die can I continue to be my An family’s eldest daughter. I’ll bury you well and remember you forever...”
As she spoke, she viciously stabbed the knife at An Mingchen’s throat.
Right at this moment, a gust of wind came from behind. A hand grabbed Jiang Yilin’s arm and a knee pressed against her back.
Jiang Yilin screamed again.
The arm she used to hold the blade was actually broken.
The pain and anger made her feel like an injured beast. She struggled free from the person behind and bit her like she was crazy.
The person didn’t expect her to still have the strength to retaliate. She was shocked and hurriedly jumped back.
“It’s you?” Jiang Yilin recognized her.
Du Mengmeng... Jiang Chengxi’s chief assistant. She was a serious and stiff woman.
Du Mengmeng almost couldn’t recognize Jiang Yilin.
She had a fierce expression. One of her eyes was swollen and bleeding, and it was obvious that this eye was gone.
“An Mingchen is dying!” Jiang Yilin thought of something and yelled at Du Mengmeng. “Either you come and arrest me, or watch him die!”
After shouting, she got up from the ground and ran out frantically.
Du Mengmeng also rolled and jumped up from the ground. She wanted to grab Jiang Yilin and subdue her completely.
But just as she took a step, her eyes fell on An Mingchen.
“Are you dead?” She knelt down and checked An Mingchen’s breathing.
His eyes were still slightly open. His eyes were still bright and his pupils had not dilated.
“If you’re not dead, can you tell me the passcode to your bank account?” Du Mengmeng twitched her glasses and asked without a conscience. “Anyway, money can’t be taken with you when you die. It’s still necessary to benefit the future generations.”
An Mingchen didn’t look at Du Mengmeng. He stared at the ceiling and his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something.
Du Mengmeng hurriedly lowered her head to listen to him.
“Zhengzheng...” She heard him call.
“My Zhengzheng... that is my Zhengzheng...”
“Zhengzheng?” Du Mengmeng was stunned. “Who is that?”
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