Rebirth: 1990's Little Businesswoman

"Who are you?"

Even if the muzzle of the gun was against himself, the man didn't panic. Instead, he asked calmly.

Xia Ruchu's face remained unchanged, and his hand against the muzzle of his gun pressed down again.

"Ask you, where is Gu muxun?"

Her voice was very cold and cold.

"Oh? Are you asking the man from country Z who came in a few days ago? "

"Say it!"

She had a bigger hand holding the gun.

"You're late." The man said lightly.

"Say it again!"

Xia Ruchu's hand has pulled the trigger, and his killing intention can't be blocked.

Late? Late!

At this time, her eyes were a little red, but she still showed a cruel heat.

The whole person seems to have completely lost his usual youthful vitality, instead of being full of death.

"I have his relics. Do you want to see them?"

The man's voice was still steady and unhurried.

"He won't die!"

If you don't die, there will be no relics!

Xia Ruchu's eyes narrowed, and his hand was ready to press on the trigger.

Immediately, a gunshot sounded in the room.

"Bang!"

However, at the moment when Xia Ruchu shot, a bullet suddenly flew out from another direction.

Even if she was fast, the unexpected bullet made her avoid a step late.

The next moment, the bullet passed through the palm of the hand, and the great pain spread.

The pistol had fallen to the ground. Xia Ruchu couldn't care about the gun falling on the ground. His body rolled on the ground twice, and then hid by a wall.

What the man said just now had a great impact on her. Under the unstable mood, she didn't find anyone hidden in another corner.

This bullet not only made her lose a pistol, but also hurt the palm of her right hand.

Xia Ruchu looked down. There was a blood hole in the palm of his hand. The blood couldn't stop coming out.

But now the situation is a little urgent, and she can't care about her injury.

When she looked, she only saw that the man who had just turned his back to her had turned his body.

This is a man in his forties. He looks ordinary and has nothing to show. However, his eyes give people an uncomfortable feeling, some vicious and some gloomy.

As for the gunman hiding in the corner, he doesn't look like a Burmese. He has a string of faces and looks very rough.

"Who should I be? It turned out to be the famous Miss Xia of country Z. it's really far from welcome. "

The thin man smiled at her. Although there seemed to be no ambiguity between his words, his expression gave people an uncomfortable feeling.

Xia Ruchu looked at him coldly and didn't want to say anything polite.

The gunman could not see where she was leaning at this time, but the man could see it, and it was not by the window. If she wanted to go out, she would be exposed to the gunman's sight.

Of course, she won't be afraid of a gunman.

At the same time, Xia Ruchu's left hand had touched the pistol at his waist.

She brought several pistols to prevent this from happening.

"Miss Xia, other people can't get in and out of my house. There's no exception. What should I do now? It's really embarrassing. "

Seeing that she ignored, the man continued to speak as if there were no one else.

"As I said, the man of country Z who broke in is dead and his relics are still with me. Why don't you believe it?"

Then the man got up and saw him go to a table. Then he opened the cabinet and took out some things from it.

A blood stained map and a 2-inch photo he carried close to his body.

This photo is the ID photo of Xia Ruchu at Beijing University. He has been carrying it close to his body.

Seeing this photo, Xia Ruchu was like a thunderbolt, and I felt that the whole hair stood up.

When she knew he had this photo with him, she just smiled and passed without taking it to heart.

But at this moment, when she saw herself smiling in the photo, she only felt dazzling.

"Where is he?"

She bit her teeth and asked word by word.

Gu muxun, Gu muxun——

Sorry

"Do you really want to know?" The man raised his eyebrows and looked at her like a joke.

"Say!"

Xia Ruchu pulled out his gun with his left hand, and his eyes stared at him with fierce eyes.

"He has been thrown into the sea to feed fish. If you want to find him, you might as well give you a ride!"

As he spoke, the man had raised his hand, as if he were sending out some signal.

Xia Ruchu turned his head and looked out through the wall.

At this glance, I only saw that there were many more people on the empty road. These people were holding rifles and were all approaching the house.

There was no fluctuation in her heart.

Since she was preparing to come to this place, she had imagined worse scenes than this. In front of dozens of people, it was not a desperate situation.

Xia Ruchu had no nonsense. When those people approached the house, her left hand had pulled the trigger.

"Bang --!"

As soon as the gunshot rang, the arrogant man fell down on the spot.

With this, all his previous fame and wealth will come to naught.

At the same time, Xia Ruchu glanced at the gunman lurking in the corner. At this time, the man's eyes were staring at this side, as if waiting for her to expose her trace.

A person, still want to take her life?

I think it's a little too beautiful.

The next moment, when those people outside the house were close to the door, Xia Ruchu turned over and rolled out.

When she first appeared, a series of gunshots rang out, and the bullets hit the ground beside her.

In the blink of an eye, she was close to the table.

She stretched out her right hand, which was somewhat inconvenient to move, held the small 2-inch photo in pain, and then ran upstairs.

This floor has been occupied by the people in the village. Now there is only a way to go on the second floor.

When her figure disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, the gunman lurking in the corner also chased out.

Xia Ruchu ran all the way and finally stopped at the window on the second floor.

The house here is not high, about two meters at most. Even if you jump from here, it won't cause any substantive damage.

Looking back, I only saw that those people had rushed up the stairs and were searching room by room.

She looked down. There were several people with guns outside the house.

But compared with these people upstairs, these people are nothing.

Xia Ruchu stood by the window, holding the picture of herself on her right hand. A strong wind blew, and some of her messy hair was blown in front of her.

Through the door, I watched those people carefully coming to the room.

At the moment they broke into the door, Xia Ruchu held the bomb in his hand and threw it straight at the doo