Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1185 is not funny at all

He will not fire this shot.

This was my subconscious guess.

But almost at the same time I was conscious of the fact that Benjamin would only make the opposite

choice to the normal person, and I could not escape from this one bullet.

"Boom..."

"Uhhhh-!"

Before I could think of a response, Benjamin swung his gun again and shot Toby's other leg through as

he tried to get up, blood gurgling on the ground, and he could only support himself with two hands on

the ground.

Perhaps fear of angering Benjamin again, he was shaking with pain, but biting his lips to keep himself

from screaming, so much so that the veins on his forehead are rippling from excessive repression.

And Benjamin has killed his eyes, the gun slowly moved from Toby and pointed at Dennis, who was

already seriously wounded.

This must be stopped.

I had no time to think, my eyes quickly locked on the gun in Benjamin's hand. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The next second, grabbed his hand, pulled with all his strength, aimed the gun at my left shoulder, and

with the help of Benjamin's finger, did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

"Bang..."

Benjamin tried to stop it, but it was too late. The bullet was embedded in my flesh and blood, and the

wound was like being stuck by millions of needles at the same time, and the dense pain almost made

me faint.

Fighting the pain took all my strength, I couldn't control my body anymore, and I lost my weight and

consciousness little by little.

Even though it was clear that the location of the wound was not fatal, my vision was blurred and I still

looked in Dennis' direction with fondness.

He was looking at me.

Confirming this, I had no further worries and allowed myself to fall backwards.

The last memory of the last second before passing out was being dragged around the waist, and then

losing all consciousness.

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Pupils turned, realizing that I had survived, I quickly opened my eyes.

Judging from the surrounding decoration can be the unique smell of disinfectant in the air, at this

moment should be in the hospital.

I moved my fingers to pinch hard at the root of my thighs covered by the quilt, and the pain confirmed

that everything was real, that I was alive, and soon the injury on my shoulder woke up, and the

constant pain woke me up completely.

The bet won.

What about Dennis?

Anxious to prove this, I lifted the covers and forced myself to sit up from the bed, one leg just stretched

out, and before my foot hit the ground, I was stopped by a familiar and gloomy voice above my head,

"Do you want to die with Dennis that badly?"

Dennis is dead?

No, he's lying. If he killed Dennis, he wouldn't have left me alone in the world.

"Of course," I raised my head and looked at him with hatred, "he was born before I was born, he died,

and I have no need to live, you can save me once, but not for a lifetime, as long as I find the

opportunity, I will not hesitate to go with Dennis!"

"Do you think I care?" Benjamin's pupils were dark, his expression indifferent, and he was as lofty as

the god of death from hell.

Of course he cared, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of leaving me alive.

Soon, Benjamin will know, feelings like a flood of ferocious existence, just how terrible.

"Of course I know you don't care, so ......" Halfway through the sentence, I looked at the TV cabinet

behind him, got up violently and slammed my head into it.

Although avoiding the sharp corners of the cabinet, the strong impact still hurt me dizzy and fell down

with the TV cabinet.

Benjamin turned around after him, his brow twitching in anger, "Clara, you don't know any better!"

I held up my uninjured hand to press the wound, too weak to open my eyes, but held on to force a

smile, "I can also be sensible, but you do not agree ah, you know ...... The first thing you need to do is

to kill me, and now you're visiting me in a dignified manner, who are you pretending to be, yourself? It's

ridiculous, Benjamin, you're really ridiculous!"

Benjamin a motionless stop in place, incandescent cold light from the top down on his body, the

shadow will be his eyes are covered, appear more and more dark, but the whole face is calm,

completely not be pierced by the panic, broken like, not to refute nor explain.

If the large ward is quiet without a sound, he is probably thinking about something, I do not know, but it

is clear that the trick of pretending to beg for death, or played a role.

After a long time, I could barely contain myself and was about to pass out when Benjamin finally

responded.

He came over to me, one hand gently squeezing my wrist that was holding my forehead, to help me up,

"Get up first."

He kept his voice low, like he was afraid of disturbing me.

It was then that I opened my eyes fully and looked at him warily like a rabbit falling into a trap, not

intending to obey his orders.

Benjamin exhaled deeply, his eyes complex and helpless, "He's not dead, I'm just kidding with you."

"That's not funny." I gave him a fierce slant and took advantage of the situation to shake off the cold

hand, staggering to my feet holding onto the locker and sitting back on the bed.

Benjamin stood silently watching, and after I sat down, he walked out of the room again.

It didn't take long for a nurse to come in and treat the wound on my forehead.

I asked the nurse a few questions, but luckily, I was back in City P. There was no one outside to keep

watch, I was relatively free, and I had no time to care if there was someone watching in the shadows.

After the nurse left, the first thing I did was contact Leo.

He answered almost in seconds, "Thank God you finally bothered to call back, Jamie said Benjamin

took you away, is everything okay?"

During the day of the coma, almost all the missed calls came from Leo's number, which seemed to

worry him a lot.

"I'm fine." I glanced sideways at the injury on my shoulder and said lightly, "How are they doing Jamie?"

They should be very disappointed now that they have gone back on their word to their children even

though they obviously promised again and again.

"What can be, all received me here, Deborah you still do not know, coaxing children a good hand, with

Snowy and Tommy a few people play crazy, long forgotten you." Leo half-jokingly said.

I pursed my lips and smiled, "That's not bad."

If I keep remembering that I only have the sad part, I would rather they are carefree and don't

remember it.

"Just keep your mouth shut, when are you coming back?" Leo asked.

"There's still something going on, it might take a few days." He's so smart, going back with an injury is

just adding to the worry, it's better to stay out there for a while to recuperate first.

Worried about what he might hear, I hurriedly pulled away, "I'm looking for you for something else, I

seem to have found Benjamin's lair."

Leo immediately got serious, "Where are you now?"

I mentioned to myself, did he find out I was in the hospital.

"On an island." I whispered.

"Which island? Domestic or foreign?" Leo was unrelenting.

I was relieved and said, "I just don't know which island is why I need your help, Benjamin has already

taken me to his drug factory, basically sure, this is his money empire, destroy this place, we then deal

with him, it will be much easier."

"Don't say it." Leo's voice suddenly went cold.

At this point I was like grabbing a lifeline, where I was willing to stop, "No, you listen to me, this is

indeed difficult to do, but we can find the left ......"

"I told you to stop!" Leo chided, scaring back all the words I hadn't finished.

In the earpiece, his voice was strong and cautious, "Once the undercover agent is exposed, no one

can come back intact, I don't want to see you again without even a whole body, the future is long, you

come back first, we will slowly solve this matter, until then, no matter what you tell me, I will pretend not

to hear."