Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

Chapter 130 End of ABO Chapter【43】

Fu Lu didn't expect An Ting to recognize him. He had obviously tried his best to play Fu Jin during this period.

Fu Lu bit his lower lip angrily, thinking: If I had known better, I would have removed this damn tear stain.

"An An, please listen to my explanation. I am not Fu Lu, I am Fu Jin, your favorite Fu Jin."

An Ting pushed Fu Lu away, clenched his fist, and then punched Fu Lu on the right cheek.

"Fu Lu! Why is it you?! Where is Fu Jin?! Where did you hide Fu Jin?!"

Fu Lu gritted his teeth and glared at An Ting. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. He sneered, "He's dead! Fu Jin is dead!"

"Impossible! You lied to me!"

Fu Lu grabbed An Ting's arms, looked directly into his eyes, and told him word for word, "Fu Jin is dead! He will never come back! All he has left now is a pile of ashes!"

After An Ting heard this, he punched Fu Lu like crazy. Fu Lu was too lazy to fight back and allowed An Ting to attack him.

"I tell you, I don't have any of his ashes left, they were all thrown into the sea."

An Ting's eyes turned red and he yelled at Fu Lu hysterically: "He is your brother! How could you treat him like this?! You are simply inhumane!"

Fu Lu sneered, "Yes, I have no humanity, I just want to crush him to ashes! What can you do to me?! Apart from yelling at me like crazy, can you save him?! You can't !”

"Fu Lu! I'm going to kill you! I should have killed you long ago!"

An Ting was so angry that he took out a pen from his pocket at some point. He held the pen tightly and angrily thrust it into Fu Lu's chest.

Fu Lu didn't expect that An Ting would treat him like this, and he didn't have any defensiveness against An Ting, so when he looked down and saw a pen stuck in his chest, his expression was incredible.

Fu Lu covered his heart. He looked at An Ting in astonishment and asked again and again: "You...you actually..."

An Ting watched the blood dye the white shirt around Fu Lu's heart red, and he unconsciously took half a step back.

Fu Lu stretched out his hand to catch An Ting, but An Ting kept retreating. The moment he fell, he still could not catch An Ting.

"install……"

Fu Lu's face showed blue veins. He endured the pain and tried to crawl forward, but his body refused to obey and he couldn't crawl in front of An Ting.

Fu Lu stretched out his hand, trying hard to grab something, but in the end it was all in vain.

"An...An Ting...I..."

An Ting looked at Fu Lu who was lying on the ground. He clenched his fists. His mind was very confused at this time. Fu Lu's face was so similar to Fu Jin that he almost thought it was Fu Jin who fell in front of him.

"Don't call my name! You don't deserve it!"

"I...I love you, you...why can't you love me?" Fu Lu's tears streaked across his mole and fell on the soft beach.

An Ting gritted his teeth and answered word for word: "I can never love you, even if you look like him."

After saying this, An Ting turned around and left the beach.

Fu Lu looked at An Ting's retreating figure, and a certain memory hidden deep in his mind swept over him like a tsunami.

——As long as it is made by you, I like it

——I like the sea now, especially the sea next to Mermaid Island

——Morte, your ears are so beautiful and your hair is also beautiful.

——I like it very much. Your mermaid tail is very beautiful.

Can't love it?

An Ting, in the next world, I want to meet you first