Following the vine to find the melon

A frightening chill gripped Baoyu's heart. Turning down to look at that corpse that collided against him; he saw a gruesome distorted neck, its long tongue rolled out. It was that Ah Fa that followed him for years. From the state he was in, it was impossible that he survived!

That piercing chill soared crazily within him, his body shivering uncontrollably. That demanding mighty hand controlled his own hand, forcing himself to point his own gun at his own temple.

"I've always been a fair person, you want to gun me down right?"

Sheyan composedly pronounced Baoyu's fate.

Baoyu finally pleaded in fear.

"Don't please! Bro Yan, I was wrong......"