The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 303

The door closed softly.

Shen Pianli poked her head out from behind the bed, and glanced over there cautiously.

Seeing that the closed door finally felt a little safe, I breathed a sigh of relief.

When someone pushed the door just now, she instinctively hid accurately, and then when the gunshots rang out, Shen Pianli wanted to get under the bed even more, but thinking about grandpa, it was more convenient for her to stay outside to protect him.

Even through a door, she could feel the tense atmosphere outside now.

But the voice of the person who fired the gun was very familiar.

While holding Grandpa's hand, Miss Shen frowned and began to recall.

Have I seen it?Could it be a family friend of the Huo family?
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Outside.

The few people who were finally let go slowly came over, all of them looked unhappy.

The leader, Mr. Du, seemed to have just seen the corpse on the ground, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"How is this going?"

Yan Yi also looked at the corpse, holding the corners of his mouth with a half-smile,

"Can't you understand Mr. Du? It's just a fly that doesn't want to die."

His long and narrow eyes were cold and playful,

"He probably thought that Mr. Huo was dying of a serious illness, and wanted to visit him just like you. Unfortunately, Mr. Huo Lang acted too quickly and treated him as a suspicious person."

Mr. Yan seemed to be justified in throwing the pot out in front of his face.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was leisurely,
"Mr. Huo Lang appreciated it, and he also said that the old man's mutual work will be handed over to me."

Huo Lang: ...

When did I say that.

But Huo Lang pursed his lips, seeing the faces of those people who couldn't hide the great change after hearing the words, decided to keep silent for the time being.

Yan Yi hooked the corner of his mouth and continued,

"Everyone knows each other well, and they should also know what kind of person I am."

"No matter who it is today, if you want to step into this ward..."

He stretched out his hand like a pistol, raised it towards a few people, made a gesture of shooting jokingly and made a "snap" sound from the self-voiced effect.

No one thought he was joking, however.

Because at the moment when he raised his hand, the dozen or so men in black drew their guns at the same time as if they had heard some silent command, and the muzzles of more than ten or twenty black guns were aimed at the head of the visitor in an instant.

Silently and silently, they hooked the trigger lightly as he snapped.

Beads of sweat emerged from Mr. Du's forehead, reflecting the light in the corridor, and slowly flowing across his forehead and side of his face. A young man who had been silent behind him couldn't help but his legs began to tremble.

The entire corridor was silent at the moment.

The air is tightly compressed into a thread, and the end of the thread is held by Yan Yi's raised hand.

That long, powerful, well-articulated, seemingly harmless hand.

Everyone has no doubt that once he makes another shooting action, the hooked triggers will really be pulled.

However, Yan Yi didn't move anymore, he slowly withdrew his hand and smiled,
"Why are you so nervous, I'm just joking."

However, the atmosphere still did not relax.

Under those motionless muzzles, Mr. Du pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and was about to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

His eyes visibly lit up.

The originally tense body actually relaxed a little bit. Although it was still vigilant, it was obviously released from the tense state that was about to explode.

While holding the phone, he smiled slowly,
"You're right, we are old friends who know each other well, and I don't need to hide it anymore..."

He raised his head and looked at Huo Lang, with a ferocious and complacent smile hidden in his eyes,
"Huo Zhenqing is not at home. When you were busy leading people to guard the hospital as if it were impenetrable, did you forget that there is still a single young master in Huo's house?"

Huo Lang, who had always been cold-faced, opened his eyes suddenly, slammed his hand behind him, and aimed his gun at Mr. Du who was smiling all over his face.

Word by word, he gritted his teeth and said,
"you dare!"

　I didn't sleep well last night, and I've been groggy all day today.

　　In the middle of the night, upstairs opposite my house, there was another quarrel. It was not a quarrel, but one-sided swearing. I listened to it from the window. It was probably a mother scolding her son for not studying hard. Playing outside, the sound is very loud, and the community is very quiet after eleven o'clock, I feel like everyone who is awake can hear it.

　　Have you ever had a similar experience?
　　When Benhua was a child, my mother took the branch used to beat people and chased him all over the street~~
　　Now that I think about it, I still miss it hahaha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)