Fake daughters are wealthy

Ye Wangchuan took the gun from her hand, checked it slowly, loaded it by the way, stretched his long arms, half-closed his eyes and made an aiming motion, then slowly put down his hand, looked sideways at the girl with a smile , the tone is gentle and stretched, with indescribable arrogance and solemnity.

"Sig Sauer P322 .22LR rimfire pistol?"

Qiao Nian supported the bed with one hand, and looked up lazily: "You know each other?"

Ye Wangchuan threw the weapon in his hand to her again: "Catch it."

Qiao Nian quickly caught the weapon that fell into his hand again in the darkness, and twirled it around in his hand as if playing with it, his slender eyelashes drooping, and his tone was not good: "It's not safe to wait. You don't have a self-defense weapon on you...it's too risky. "

"Give this to me, what about yourself?" Ye Wangchuan's tone was calm, without any panic, and he didn't know if he was unaware of the danger.

Qiao Nian frowned, her eyes were cold, and she was about to say that she would think of a way.

at this time.

Ye Wangchuan made a gesture of hissing her, and leaned close to the door to listen to the sound of footsteps outside.

Qiao Nian also noticed footsteps approaching them outside.

She walked over and lowered her voice: "How many people are outside?"

"two."

The man's figure was blurred in the dark, but he could feel the faint scent of cold mint emanating from him, which made people feel at ease for no reason.

"Hmm." Qiao Nian collected himself, held the miniature pistol in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Stay behind me and stay still."

"Tch." Ye Fanchuan laughed softly in the darkness, with an indescribable meaning: "Do you know what the old man sent me to learn after I was ten years old?"

Qiao Nian hasn't reacted yet.

I don't know why he brought this up.

Just this moment.

Footsteps outside approached them.

She heard people outside whispering: "I haven't seen this room yet, be careful, they might be hiding inside."

...It really came for her!

Her attention was attracted, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of coolness, and she clenched the loaded pistol tightly.

next second.

Qiao Nian only felt that someone blocked her back, and Ye Fanchuan opened the door in front of her, like a cheetah in the night, staring at the unaware prey outside.

I only heard two muffled hums in the corridor.

Qiao Nian saw two men with armbands on their arms lying limply on the ground outside, while the man she said she wanted to protect just now bent down leisurely to pick up the weapons they dropped on the ground, and threw them to She has a flashlight.

"Take it."

Calm and domineering.

This is the true appearance of King Wang.

Move like a cheetah, move like a gust of wind.

Never a man who needs a woman's protection.

Qiao Nian firmly caught the flashlight he threw over, without saying anything else, handed his back to him, and said calmly: "Drag these two people into the room first, there should be people looking for us outside."

Ye Wangchuan didn't need her to say that he was going to drag the two men who passed out into the room, so he easily threw the two puddles of mud onto the floor in the corner of the room.

Qiao Nian saw that he had already got the weapon, so he didn't mention sharing the weapon with him, but couldn't help asking in the dark room, "I didn't expect you to learn to fight."

"Not fighting."

Ye Wangchuan threw the two 'garbage' on the ground, moved his wrists gracefully, and smiled on the corners of his lips: "The children in the courtyard in Beijing have been thrown to learn close combat since they were young. When I was ten years old, my father Throwing into the team and studying for a few years, it is not considered a specialization, but it is more than enough to protect you."

(End of this chapter)