beauty hunter

Chapter 734 Unspoken rules of stars (1 more)

Chapter 734

Not long after, when he arrived at the hiding place of the figure he had seen before, Wen Yan hid behind a big tree, saw the scene more than ten meters ahead, and couldn't help being startled.

There were four people over there, two of them were hiding behind a tree, firing two shots at that side from time to time, but it was obviously just for cover, because a few meters behind them, two of them were preparing a rocket launcher!

What the hell!

How could Ling Weiju be able to withstand using such a heavy weapon?

"Md! It's all your fault for not being careful, let those guys find out!" One of the people in front of the cover shot at the other person angrily.

"Damn it! How do I know they are so sharp-eyed?" The other person was not willing to be scolded, and shot back while shooting.

"Okay! Shut up, all of you!" the man carrying the bazooka shouted, "It's important, we have to go back and quarrel!"

"Okay!" Another person filled the cannonball and patted him on the shoulder, "Shoot!"

The man carrying the bazooka squatted up and aimed at Ling Weiju.

At this moment, with a light touch on his shoulder, the entire bazooka rose into the air.

The man carrying the barrel turned his head in astonishment, only to see that the companion who helped him fill the barrel was falling to the ground, and a gentle-looking young man was pulling his right hand from the back of his neck, while simultaneously lifting the bazooka with his left hand.

The man was astonished and said: "Isn't it heavy?" The bazooka weighed in units of ten kilograms, and it took a lot of effort for him to carry it. This guy raised one hand high, and it seemed effortless!

Wen Yan smiled, and his right hand was cut on the side of his neck like lightning.

The man fell down without saying a word.

The people in front of the cover were busy dealing with the attack from that side, but they didn't notice anything different from behind. Wen Yan lightly put down the bazooka, approached quietly, and knocked them unconscious with one palm.

A few guards who were hiding in the flower hall of Lingweiju and shooting towards this side suddenly realized that the other side had not shot to suppress their own side, and immediately took further actions, outflanking the left and right, and quickly approached the woods.

Not long after, everyone had arrived in the forest and looked at the four people who had fallen to the ground in astonishment.

At the same time, Wen Yan had already returned to the bottom of the small treatment hall with the bazooka, and just jumped up and down with it, climbing and pulling.

"Who!"

There was a loud shout, and outside the small treatment hall, a guard was standing there guarding, and immediately spotted him, and immediately pointed his gun at him.

Wen Yan casually threw the bazooka in his hand on the floor, and said nonchalantly, "Quickly call Jin Liuyue over, and tell her I'll give her a small gift."

The guard was still looking at him vigilantly, but Jin Liuyue poked his head in from outside the door, and asked in amazement, "What's going on?" Of course she recognized the things on the ground.

Wen Yan said with a smile: "The guy the other party wanted to use just now, in order to prevent them from destroying the place where I learn the piano, so I brought it here."

Jin Liuyue woke up immediately, and turned around and said, "This is my own, godfather, do you still remember the gentle words I told you? It's him."

A muscular man with silver hair appeared behind the guards, his eyes were like electricity, full of energy, he didn't look like an old man over sixty at all.Hearing Jin Liuyue's words at this moment, he looked Wen Yan up and down, and said in surprise: "It's that big villain Wen Yan? Didn't you say that you and him are at odds? Why are you now one of your own?"

Wen Yan knew that he was Feng Yuankong, and said in a daze, "What? The big villain? I'm the big villain?"

Jin Liuyue's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she insisted: "It's because he is a bad guy, so I tried my best to correct him. Now he is my apprentice, learning the piano with me to cultivate himself, he is much better than before. "

Feng Yuankong smiled unknowingly: "Liu Yue, are you too confused to be a godfather? When you mentioned him to me last time, the expression on your face meant that you were going to tear him into pieces, and you're not that kind A person who guides people to do good."

Wen Yan was surprised and said: "Mr. Feng's eyesight is quite sharp, at least she sees very accurately."

Embarrassed, Jin Liuyue went over to put his arm around Feng Yuankong, and said coquettishly: "Godfather! Look at what you call him! It seems that I am very narrow-minded."

While Feng Yuankong was laughing out loud, hurried footsteps came from downstairs, and a moment later, a guard ran up, gave Feng Yuankong a standard military salute, and said in a confident manner: "Report! The attackers are all gone!" Captured, a total of four people, there is no sign of fleeing from the scene."

Feng Yuankong pointed to the bazooka on the ground: "What is this?"

The guard froze for a moment: "Bazooka?"

Feng Yuankong's expression turned serious: "This is the weapon that the other party is going to use to attack me! If it wasn't for Wen Yan, and you snatched it in time, you won't have to report it to me again!"

The guard didn't know who "Wen Yan" was, so he had to bow his head and listen to the training.

Feng Yuankong said in a deep voice: "Okay! Go down immediately and check for me. No one will know why I came here today!"

The guard once again gave a standard military salute, turned around and left quickly.

Feng Yuankong turned his head to look at Wen Yan, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I owe you a favor."

Wen Yan said solemnly: "Mr. Feng, don't make any mistakes. I just don't want them to destroy the place where I practice the piano. I didn't think about helping you."

Feng Yuankong laughed loudly: "You are quite interesting. It's rare for young people not to take credit. Alright, Liuyue, I'll go first. I'll enjoy your paintings next time."

Jin Liuyue hurriedly sent him away respectfully.

Accompanied by Wen Yan, he sent Feng Yuankong downstairs, and after they boarded the car and left, he said: "This old man is in very good spirits, it's rare, I don't think it's a problem to live to be a hundred years old."

Jin Liuyue breathed a sigh of relief, her beautiful eyes turned cold, and she said coquettishly, "Xiaolu!"

Xiao Lu came over in a hurry: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Jin Liuyue said coldly: "I will immediately find out who is so bold today that he dared to come to Lingweiju to kill my godfather!"

Xiao Lu agreed, turned and left.

Wen Yan looked at Jin Liuyue: "I'm quite angry."

Jin Liuyue snorted coldly and said: "If my godfather died here today, then I don't have to think about it in Lingweiju! Those guys really want to break my job, and I will spare them. I'm so stupid!"

Wen Yan smiled dumbly: "But I suggest you not to interfere."

Jin Liuyue calmed down a little, and looked at him: "Why?"

Wen Yan said slowly: "Although those four people are wearing casual clothes, they are obviously well-trained soldiers in terms of their skills and movements. This incident is not just an ordinary assassination, it should have more meaning."

Jin Liuyue's eyes dimmed: "You mean, it might have something to do with national politics? Could it be a foreign spy?"

Wen Yan said indifferently: "Anyway, I heard them speak standard Mandarin. As for the rest, you can think about it yourself." Turning around, she went back upstairs.

Jin Liuyue thought about it for a while, and finally called out: "Xiao He! Let me know Xiao Lu, there is no need to investigate."

Wen Yan was right, no matter how powerful she was, she was just an ordinary person. If this matter got involved, there might be serious consequences, so it was better to just sit on the sidelines.

……

Wen Yan didn't return to Zhao Fuhai's villa until ten o'clock in the evening.

His only purpose of coming back here is to participate in the first night of the club tomorrow night, so he simply lives here. Anyway, there is Xiao Su on the other side of Tongzi Lane, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

On the third floor, Wen Yan was about to go to the screening room to see if Zhao Fuhai was still enjoying the beauty movie there, when suddenly the door to the front left opened, and a slender figure came out.

The head was still looking into the room, and said charmingly: "Dong Zhao, then I'll go first."

Zhao Fuhai's weak voice came from the room: "Okay, then I won't send it off..."

The beauty smiled sweetly, closed the door, turned around and saw Wen Yan, and was stunned: "Who are you?"

Wen Yan looked her up and down, and saw that this beauty was wearing a sexy little dress, with a low cut and backless, breasts and buttocks, which aroused people's imagination.

The beauty knew that there could be no one of ordinary status in Zhao Fuhai's family. Although the other party didn't speak, she showed a sweet smile, approached and stretched out her jade hand: "Hello, my name is Zhong Linghuan, nice to meet you."

Wen Yan subconsciously thought that her jade hand might have been working hard on some ugly part of Zhao Fuhai not long ago, so she coughed lightly and didn't reach out: "Hello, walk slowly, don't send it away." She moved out of the way.

That beauty is Zhong Linghuan, a well-known actress now, seeing that the other party didn't even give her name, and she just showed off her guests, she felt displeased, her face darkened, she snorted softly, and walked away from him past.

Wen Yan watched her walk away, and suddenly said: "Miss Zhong, please pay more attention to your walking posture."

Zhong Linghuan stopped in astonishment, and turned to look at him: "What? What are you paying attention to?"

Wen Yan said slowly: "You may deliberately bend your left foot inward when you walk in order to look stylish, but that has already begun to affect the health of your feet. That's all for now, goodbye."

Zhong Linghuan's expression changed slightly, but instead of leaving immediately, she said, "Are you a doctor?"

Wen Yan smiled, shook his head and said, "No, I'm just a masseur."

When Zhong Linghuan heard the word "massage", he immediately pushed his position to the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "So...hehe, I understand. Goodbye, Mr. Masseur." The last two words are clearly sarcasm It means that they naturally look down on the identity of the other party.

Wen Yan watched her turn and leave calmly.

This girl is a typical vanity, it seems that his reminder is useless, and she will suffer in the future.

He was considering whether to turn around and go to the room the housekeeper took him to, or to go to Zhao Fuhai, when suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps came from downstairs.

After a while, Zhong Linghuan's warm greeting sounded: "Miss Zhao, good evening."

Zhao Lingzhi's voice sounded: "Who are you? Oh, you are that Zhong Linghuan who performed "Youth Concerto". Why are you coming to my house? Huh? Could it be..."

Zhong Linghuan's embarrassed voice came up: "I... I came to see Mr. Zhao for something. It's getting late, please leave." He left in a hurry.

After a full five or six seconds, Zhao Lingzhi's voice sounded like he was talking to himself: "Damn it!"

Wen Yan was delighted to hear it.

Obviously this girl guessed what Zhong Linghuan was doing here.

The sound of Zhao Lingzhi's footsteps came up, and after a while her figure appeared at the top of the stairs. When she saw Wen Yan, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed and said, "It's better that you are here! Come on! Follow me to see someone!"

Seeing her anxious expression, Wen Yan asked in surprise, "You're looking for me?"

Zhao Lingzhi walked up to him: "I originally asked my dad to get your contact information, but it's better if you are here, hurry up! It's too late if it's too late!"