Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"Please wait a minute. You take the special bus of the bank and we'll take you home." The woman immediately stopped Nangong orange.

"Why?" Nangong orange opened his eyes wide, like a spy?

An elderly woman who received her had already retired and was preparing to go home for the new year today.

But the bank informed that Nangong orange came to the bank; She specially changed her ticket and asked her family to wait at the airport. She came to the bank to deal with the matter.

Nangong orange's grandmother jinnu soil is her lifelong customer. No matter where she is, she must be responsible for it.

"It's my duty. Please follow me. I'll send someone to take your car home. "

"Thank you. I'll trouble you." Nangong orange doesn't know what the woman in front of her means.

But she could feel it. She was a little nervous. That tension was not disguised.

Although she smiles professionally, Nangong orange feels strange.

But she didn't ask anything else. She followed the woman to the backyard of the bank. She gave the car key to another staff member of the bank.

"Please!" In the twinkling of an eye, the woman changed her clothes and made a gesture of invitation.

When Nangong orange got on the bus, he found that the front and rear seats were soldiers in police uniforms, especially weapons, and the face was genuine.

A total of six young soldiers, wearing masks and sunglasses, could not see their faces clearly even if they were close.

Nangong orange took a breath. What's the situation.

"Miss Nangong, you don't have to panic. We are worried about your mistakes when you go home alone. This is my last job. " Women are serious.

"Oh, thank you. Hard work! " Nangong orange quickly thanked her. She sat in the middle and was surrounded.

Even so, she was terrified. There was a cold sweat in her hand, and the woman suddenly held her hand.

Her hands were also cold and even trembling.

The folder and brocade box were in the woman's arms. She didn't give them to Nangong orange.

The woman gave Nangong orange a free look, and Nangong orange nodded.

The car soon left the bank. Nangong orange suddenly found that the window was isolated from the outside. Suddenly it was dark and couldn't see anything.

What is this?

It's weird everywhere!

Who is this woman? Grandma didn't talk about it before she died?

Nangong orange's scalp is numb. It's just a document and brocade box. Why is it like this?

Nangong orange can't tell if there are thousands of words. The car suddenly bumps and something hits the glass.

Click!

Click!

The sound of the loaded bullet made Nangong orange pale and grabbed the woman's hand.

"It's all right. It may have hit a road tooth." The woman whispered.

Nangong orange doesn't believe it. Although the sound insulation effect of the car is very good, she still feels that someone is attacking the car. Does it feel like the sound of bullets?

She remembered and took a look before getting on the bus. The car was shockproof and bulletproof.

"Miss Nangong, don't panic. I'm responsible for escorting you. I'm entrusted by your grandmother jinnu Tu. " One of the six spoke.

Nangong orange turned his stiff neck and looked at the man sitting behind her. He still couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Thank you for your trouble. Someone attacked our car, didn't he? " Nangong orange asked nervously.

"No." The man denied it.

The car suddenly became quiet. I only heard my heart beating. It seemed that it would come out of my throat in the next second.