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

Chapter 621 Do You Think I Don't Dare To Shoot?
In fact, Su Yu opened his eyes the moment the door was opened silently.

However, it still didn't make it in time.

Because of the dim light that was on, he immediately met the black gun at the door.

The boy's body was stiff, maintaining the posture of lying on the bed, and calmly raised his hands.

Both of them were wearing masks and cleaners' overalls. They looked very popular, but they each held a pistol in their hands, and the muzzles of the guns were well aimed at Su Yu's head.

They approached extremely slowly, and closed the door casually. Everything was done silently, and they knew they were professionals at the first sight.

"do not speak."

One of them made a low, breath-like sound.

Their eyes were as bright as wolves in the middle of the night, staring at Su Yu intently, their trigger fingers tightened at any moment, as if they would tear him apart without hesitation as long as the prey moved for a moment.

"Now, slowly sit up from the bed, lean on the head of the bed, and raise your hands."

The low voice was just enough for Su Yu to hear.

The boy's face remained unchanged, and he did so in less than a minute.

The dim light illuminated his side face, and the slightly drooping eyes had a very faint light, as if he was just sitting up to read a book, his innate calmness and elegance made him look unfazed.

The two people wearing masks glanced at each other quickly, and both exchanged judgments of "not easy to handle".

They were already close to the bed at this moment, and the muzzles of the two guns were aimed at his temples from left to right.

"Su Yu, the young master of the Su family?"

A gun hit his head mercilessly,
"You should know which Su family we are talking about, answer me."

The boy was poked on the forehead, and his body shook, but he didn't look annoyed. He answered briefly,

"Yes."

"Very refreshing."

One person praised indifferently, and then approached his ear, whispering,

"Then, Young Master Su, who has turned eighteen, should have been the age to remember ten years ago, right?"

"Tell me, where is the secret room that your grandfather specially used to hide the filth and piles of his criminal evidence?"

In the night, the air exhaled by this person seemed to be cold, brushing behind the young man's ears, finally causing the calm young man who had been expressionless all this time to change color slightly.

He frowned, a simple movement seemed to be full of the oppression of the superior, which did not match this young age,
"You stay away from me."

His tone was very light, without reprimand or disgust, but the sentence he said was very rude.

The man's whole body was visibly stiff, and then he gritted his teeth slightly and pressed the muzzle of the gun against his temple fiercely, so hard that the red mark was almost rubbed off.
"Master Su, haven't you figured out the current situation?"

The man continued to speak, but was interrupted by another man in a low voice,

"Young Master Su, we won't get too close to you,"

As he spoke, he pushed the man back a little, and his voice dropped again,
"However, you still have to answer our questions."

"Where is your grandfather's secret room?"

"I don't know exactly who spread the rumors,"

The boy leaned on the bed and said lightly,
"Or you think it's a TV show, and all politicians will have a secret room for secret ledgers or something."

"But unfortunately, I have never seen such a thing as a secret room since I was a child in Su's family."

"Do you really think we're afraid to shoot?"

A person pressed against his temple sullenly, forcing a voice from between his teeth.

(End of this chapter)