Chapter 946: In the End, Who Came Out Alive?

Sang Xia just watched the two people chasing behind the white cloth. Soon, the two people fought each other. Sang Xia stared at Rong Zhan's body tightly for fear of confusion.

But the two figures were so similar that Sang Xia couldn't not blink during the whole process. Suddenly, she saw one person pulling out a dagger and stabbing the other person. The speed of the two people entangled was too fast.

Sang Xia had already begun to confuse, panicked, and shouted Rong Zhan's name.

She carefully distinguished and wanted to shoot.

But at this moment--!

Then I don't know who the dagger ended up with, and who stabbed in the abdomen...!

Then one knife, and another knife, blood splattered on the white cloth. The scene was bloody and cruel. Sang Xia widened her eyes, and her chest rose and fell violently. On the edge of high tension and collapse, Sang Xia only felt dizzy and staggered backwards. I don't know whether she will slowly walk out from behind the white cloth in the end.

At the same time, her feet softened and she suddenly knelt on the ground.

The headache was severe and terrible.

It seemed that countless faces were colliding and flashing in her mind like crazy, and finally turned into blood splashing behind a long white cloth.

Cruel, bloody.

Sang Xia tried her best to calm down, and the man she stared at with wide eyes slowly walked out. A bloody hand first caught her eye, and then Sang Xia looked at his face...

Looking at his shirt, his face was covered with blood, but he looked at her, slowly pulled the corner of his mouth, and called her with a slight breath, "Wife."

Sang Xia finally felt a sore nose and almost cried.

It was Rong Zhan.

This person was Rong Zhan.

It's just...

That person...

Is he dead? Is that person dead?

The living one is Rong Zhan, the real Rong Zhan.

And Rong Zhan walked towards her step by step, and there seemed to be a scratch on his arm, staining the sleeve of his shirt red and sliding down his arm.

He tore a piece of cloth, wrapped his arm, and held it in his palm. Except for his chest that was slightly heaving, he had no injuries on his body.

When Rong Zhan was walking towards him, Sang Xia, who was originally limp and dazed, saw something, and her eyes widened instantly, with a look of fear on her face. Without saying a word, she raised her gun and shot in the direction of Rong Zhan--!

"Bang--!"

It was so fast that Rong Zhan saw Sang Xia pointing a gun at him. He slightly widened his eyes but did not dodge, because he subconsciously felt that his wife would not shoot him.

In fact.

After one shot, the bullet flew past Rong Zhan about ten centimeters away and shot directly behind him.

At this time, Rong Zhan turned around and saw that the man fell behind him for some reason, holding a knife in his hand, and there was a prominent bullet hole on his forehead.

He was shot in the head.

He fell straight down, and there were several knife marks on his waist and abdomen.

At this time, Sang Xia's pistol suddenly fell from her hand.

Her face was pale, her eyes were even redder, and she seemed desperate.

Rong Zhan looked at the fake mask that was almost identical to himself, and immediately walked up, squatted down, and tore it off.

Instantly, the real face was exposed.

Rong Zhan looked at this face, frowning tightly, and finally stood up and left.

And Sang Xia didn't have time to ask who he was, all she could think about was Xiao Meibao.

Rong Zhan came over to help her up——