Quick Transmigration: Face Slapping The Second Female Lead Chapter 167: Apocalypse: My Tyrant Brother 86

This time?

A lot of vague pictures flashed before his eyes. They were different men and women. But he had a feeling that those men were him and those women were Liang.

When those pictures flashed by, he could feel their regrets that they couldn't have their love back. It meant that I had never been loved by Liang. Only for once, only now, she loved me back. But…but…I broke my promise.

“Hahaha…You die. Xia Min, finally you die. Xia Liang, are you sad? Are you in great pain? Haha…”

Zhao Xinrui laughed loudly and crazily, holding the gun in her hand. She didn't pull the trigger again because she was enjoying the last moment of Xia Min was dying and enjoying the pain that Xia Liang was having. All of these made her day! She was super satisfied!

Zhao Xinrui's crazy laughter draw the empty-minded Xia Liang back to the reality to some degree. A power in her body surged again, the power that she had a feeling that she could control everything.

Xia Min moved his finger slightly because he wanted to do the last thing to protect Liang from any danger that could threat her life in the last moment of his life.

Bam!

Behind Zhao Xinrui a chair was raised up to smash at her head hard and collapsed her on to the ground. Her head was bleeding and the gun flew out of her hand.

Next moment, the gun floated up and aimed at Zhao Xinrui's head. The trigger was pulled.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Bullets were shot into Zhao Xinrui's body. The gun fell down on the floor again not until all the bullets in it were finished. Zhao Xinrui's back was full of bullet holes.

The sound of gunshots sounded in the room weirdly like that, echoed in He Nan and Zhou Yu's hearts. They were also relieved till the floating gun fell down on the floor.

“Brother, stop! Stop! Stop wasting your energy.” Xia Liang didn't check how badly Zhao Xinrui was shot. She begged, cried, and tried her best to stop him bleeding, trying to keep his last breath.

Xia Min knew that he could no longer hang on after he did everything. He could feel that he was losing his soul. Suddenly, everything became so clear. For that moment, he understood everything and remembered everything.

Looking at Xia Liang, Xia Min wished he could tell her, don't cry because her tears hurt his heart.

He wished he could tell her that they would meet again.

He wished he could tell her that he loved her so so so so much. He had been searching for her for many lives. He had loved her for many lives. He tried his best to find her every time in every life.

He wished he could tell her that he didn't want to leave her, not a bit; that he didn't want to forget all of these; that he would remember the moment she said she liked him; that he would remember how shy she was when she was with him; that he would remember how sad and desperate she was right now…

However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember a thing. Like now, he was too weak to speak and tell her so many things.

Forgetting everything was the price he was willing to pay just in order to find her.