You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1192

The bullets were almost silent when they were fired.

When the "bang" sounded, Luther's long body slowly fell backwards.

The swirling flawless snowflakes were dancing like beautiful butterflies suddenly gathered and scattered.

He fell heavily to the ground in the light and streaking snowflakes.

In the chest, a shot was fired right where the heart was, and the burnt fabric of the coat formed a black hole.

He was motionless, lying on the ground, his handsome face pale, his eyes closed.

After the gun went off, at first Charlotte couldn't believe it. She cautiously walked up, crouched down, reached out, went to probe for breath, and felt nothing at all ...

The surroundings were so quiet.

She was shocked, backed up a few steps, and then, she laughed uncontrollably. The laughter was too harsh, and even the snowflakes were dancing wildly.

She laughed out in tears, "Haha, Luther is dead, he's dead. How wonderful, I have no regrets!"

"Joyce, you are so cruel. How can you kill someone you love so much. You are much more ruthless than I am."

Joyce's other hand rested on her wrist holding the gun, trembling so violently that she couldn't control it.