The whole world thinks I depend on my looks

Chapter 288 Garbage Sniper!
Tracy's gray eyes were dazed.

"When you were collecting the wind, you poured water on the blue enchantress, and then picked a few flowers to paint, right?" Fu Chaoyan broke at a touch, "The colors are flamboyant and the vitality is strong, but it's just a self-important situation. Practice for another year, At that time, I may accept the painting you gave me."

There was a trace of embarrassment on Tracy's face.

He, however, did not paint well enough.

Fu Chaoyan said again: "This time, sell it to me at the usual price, is that okay?"

The cheerful boy covered Teresi's mouth and said, "It's absolutely fine!"

Fu Chaoyan took the painting and left. Halfway there, he suddenly said, "Stop the car."

"Miss Fu, what's the matter?" the logistics sitting beside asked.

"I want to buy something, you go back to the set first." Fu Chaoyan smiled lightly.

"Okay, then we'll go back first."

Fu Chaoyan warned: "Protect the painting and be careful on the road."

After getting out of the car, Fu Chaoyan looked around.

Just now I heard the sound of muffled gunshots in a trance.

It's very similar to the sound of the sniper rifle last time...

But this is country M, so it's normal to have gunshots, right?
Fu Chaoyan looked at the alley next to him. A man in a coat looked around and walked in.

What kind of coat do you wear on such a hot day?
Fu Chaoyan followed.

The streets outside are bustling, but the alleys are very narrow and dirty.

The person in front seemed to realize that he was being followed and ran immediately.

Fu Chaoyan was not familiar with this place, so he turned left and right, and finally stopped by a trash can in a dead end.

He was actually run away!

Fu Chao looked at the road ahead and back in a smoky manner.

Just run, just run!

This garbage sniper!
Just as Fu Chaoyan was about to leave, he paused and looked at the trash can.

Someone is in the trash can.

It was obviously the sound of exercising, and he held his breath for a long time.

She almost didn't notice.

Fu Chaoyan opened the trash can, and saw the half-dead people inside.

"Tracy?" Fu Chaoyan asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

The man in the trash can lost his strength and closed his eyes.

Not Tracy, the clothes are wrong.

Just look alike.

And there is still a breath.

……

After Fu Chaoyan finished the day's filming, he greeted the director and left.

Behind her, a few staff members muttered in a low voice: "Yan seems to have gone back very early recently."

"But I didn't see her in the hotel. Once I saw her come back very late at night."

"Maybe he went out to play."

"It must be falling in love!"

"..."

Fu Chaoyan didn't hear these rumors, so she took a taxi and went to a small hotel.

The dilapidated small hotel does not require an ID card, and the lights are extremely dim.

Fu Chaoyan swiped his room card and entered the innermost room.

Lying on the bed was a lifeless man, ordinary in appearance, but very attractive.

Fu Chaoyan put down the porridge he bought, and said, "Open your eyes when you wake up."

The man's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't open them.

Fu Chaoyan said lightly: "I saved you, I didn't let you pretend to be dead."

The man still doesn't speak.

Fu Chaoyan also fell silent, and there were giggling sounds in the room.

The man couldn't help but opened his eyes, and saw Fu Chaoyan drinking porridge.

Fu Chaoyan met his eyes and said innocently: "Sorry, I thought you wouldn't wake up, so I drank it."

man:……

Fu Chaoyan: "My name is Yan. To save you, I just want to know who shot you."

"Anwei, I don't know who is going to kill me." A weak voice sounded.

(End of this chapter)