"You are Su Yelai," the woman sneered: "Prepare to die."

Su Yelai was shocked. She watched the bullet coming towards her, but her body stood there stiffly.

My brain reacted a beat too late, and I subconsciously knew I had to dodge, but my body was out of control.

Watching the bullet flying towards her quickly, she suddenly felt someone pushing her body and she fell to the side.

At the same time, the bullet passed through his arm and a pain came.

Su Yelai had no time to care about the wound on his hand. He tried to get up and look for shelter. There was an iron chair not far ahead.

Seeing this, the woman looked towards Su Yelai like crazy, but was blocked by tables and chairs.

So he cursed loudly and rushed forward.

Listening to the hurried footsteps, Su Yelai's brain tensed up at this moment. He held the chair tightly with one hand and took out a small smoke bomb from his trouser pocket with the other hand.

Fortunately, I was wearing a bulletproof vest. As long as I protected my head, I wouldn't die if the bullet hit other parts of my body. At most, I would suffer internal bleeding.

She clenched the smoke bomb in her hand and counted silently in her heart. When the woman's footsteps gradually approached and paused, Su Yelai knew that the woman was already in front of her obstacle.

So she quickly threw the smoke bomb in the direction in front of her, and then quickly left her original position.

Su Yelai had just left, and the woman was too confused by the smoke to see the direction, so she just fired wildly at the position in front of her until all the bullets were used up. The smoke gradually dissipated, and there was no one in front of her.

The woman cursed as she refilled her gun.

At this time, Jin Minghe recovered from his shock and panic and shouted: "Help! Someone is killing me! Help!"

The woman felt annoyed and rushed over to kick Jin Minghe away, but was stopped by someone.

Lawyer Chen stood in front of Jin Minghe and punched the woman in the waist.

The woman was caught off guard and fell backwards, hitting the table.

When she picked up the gun and prepared to continue shooting,

An interpreter and an assistant brought by Su Yelai had found the right moment, snatched the shotgun in two moves, and controlled the woman.

Sami was very unconvinced and roared ferociously.

"Mr. Wright." At this time, the subordinate who was presiding over the meeting outside ran in and was also shocked when he saw this scene.

Wright, who was leaning against the door, winked at his subordinate, who quickly closed the door.

Wright's injury was not serious. He was only shot in the thigh. He secretly thanked his lucky stars that Sami's shooting was not accurate, otherwise if the distance was a little off, his thigh would probably be crippled.

"Should we call the police in?" The subordinate was a little at a loss.

Mr. Wright's wife is now controlled by the people brought by Su Yelai.

Su Yelai was not far from the door, his face was pale and blood was flowing from his arm.

He could roughly guess what was going on here.

He had followed Mr. Wright for more than ten years and knew Sami's temper. In the past, she had beaten and injured many people out of jealousy, and even accidentally killed a woman with a child in her arms.

However, in the past, the incidents occurred in sparsely populated areas, and others had no power to resist. Some were disabled, some died, and later on, we just sent someone to negotiate compensation, and the matter would be over.

I'm afraid I've hit a wall this time. The subordinates looked at the two assistants brought by Su Yelai. They looked gentle and refined, but they didn't expect them to be martial artists.

Misha knows Taekwondo, and normally he is no match for her, but she is subdued by a skinny man, while the other one holds a gun and looks at Sami warily.

Perhaps because Sami’s screams were too loud, the man put the gun tip into the woman’s mouth, scaring Sami so much that she became silent.

The subordinate was greatly shocked and cold sweat instantly broke out on his head.

This matter is probably difficult to resolve peacefully. According to his observations over the past two days, Suyelai is a tough guy, and Sami will not let it go after suffering such humiliation here.

Wright hurriedly said to his men, "Go and call the guards. Be careful to get out quietly and don't alarm anyone who shouldn't be alarmed."

The subordinates understood that Sami’s affairs could not be exposed.

He opened the door, only to see a lot of people gathered at the door. Secretary Dong, who was with Su Yelai, was waiting at the door with some people.

And the people she brought were Smith and others.

"Mr. Smith, how did you get in?" the subordinate asked loudly, reminding Wright who was still checking his injuries. Wright paused as he wiped the blood from the edge of the wound, thinking to himself that something was wrong.

Why are they here?

Smith shrugged. "There's no one guarding the door. We're worried about your safety and came to help you. Mr. Wright, is your wife okay?"

Only then did Wright realize that the security guards at the door had probably followed Sami up, and the reception staff were unable to stop Smith and the others at all.

Now Smith was not asking if he was okay, but was concerned about his wife.

It seems that they already know and have guessed most of what happened inside.

Seeing Smith's men rushing in and taking over Sami from Su Yelai's assistant, Wright felt a headache.

The assistant glanced at Su Yelai and saw her nod in agreement, so he threw her away and returned to Su Yelai.

Secretary Dong took out a roll of gauze and disinfectant iodine from his briefcase, carefully cleaned Su Yelai's wound, and wrapped it with white gauze.

Reporters came out from their corners one after another. Some bravely took a few photos. Wright shouted urgently, "Don't take photos, don't record videos!"

These reporters were Wright's men. Although they were dissatisfied, they still put down their cameras.

There was a brief silence in the room.

“Ding Dong Dong Dong~”

The cell phone that fell in the corner of the door frame rang at the right time, breaking the eerie silence.

Smith was close by and saw that the call was from Wright's father-in-law.

Wright's legs were not very convenient, and he failed to reach the phone after several attempts. His subordinates were about to help pick it up, but Smith got there first.

Smith bent down, picked up the phone, and smiled triumphantly.

"Hello, long time no see, Mr. William. Your daughter is so majestic and has killed many people. It's a pity that she is under control now."

Misha's father paused for a moment and lowered his voice: "Mr. Smith, I think we need to talk."

Su Yelai was listening on the side. Today's sudden shooting was beyond her plan. Everything that happened just now was too sudden and she couldn't react in time.

Now that I have finally calmed down, my brain has started to work quickly.

How to deal with the current situation in the best way for yourself.

Wright and Smith must be in a state of opposition. Only when they fight harder will they have less energy to deal with her.

Talk?

Are the two trying to make peace? Or is it that Smith has the upper hand unilaterally?

That does not work.

Wright's issues can be resolved slowly, and we must not let Smith take advantage of this.

Su Yelai said quickly: "Mr. Smith, the gunfight between you and Wright's wife just now was very exciting. Thank you for your help!"

Smith retorted subconsciously: "When did I have a gunfight with her?"

Su Yelai turned to Wright and said, "Mr. Wright, what do you think? Everyone at the scene saw it."

Wright responded: "Oh, yes, it is."

So much the better.

Smith and his men came in with guns, and their claim of a gunfight between the two sides was highly credible and could also cover up the fact that Sami was suffering from mania.

The most important thing is not to let anyone have any leverage over you.

Mr. William on the other end of the phone heard the conversation clearly and said to Smith: "Since both parties are wrong, let's just forget it and make concessions."

Smith's face darkened, and he looked at Su Yelai sinisterly: "It's her again, always ruining his good deeds."

Su Yelai shrugged indifferently. Smith and his group were her ultimate opponents. Her goal was clear and she would not be distracted by her emotions just because a crazy woman suddenly appeared.

Although this crazy woman is hateful, the most urgent thing is to put aside her personal grudge with Sami.

She absolutely cannot let the two parties reach an agreement and have a brief truce!

As for whether or not to offend Smith? Whether or not to offend Smith was the same result, so why did she care?

Smith's face was fierce, and he stared at Su Yelai for half a minute before handing the phone to Mr. Wright. He approached Su Yelai and said coldly, "You don't have the final say. I will sue you for defamation!"

Su Yelai looked at her arm and said, "Mr. Smith, I am the victim. I was so confused just now that I can't remember whether it was you or Mrs. Wright who accidentally hurt me."

This ambiguous answer would not be sufficient if Smith sued Su Yelai for defamation. As a victim, it is understandable that he could not remember the circumstances of the incident.

But such speculative remarks would certainly be polished and spread by Wright's press corps.

Smith now feels a little regretful that he shouldn't have acted rashly.

When he received a report from his men that Wright's wife entered the venue with a gun, he knew that there would be a good show.

Now he brings people here to take advantage of the situation, but ends up getting himself involved.

This disrupted his original plan.

The moment Smith learned that Sami had injured Su Yelai and Wright, he was overjoyed. He planned to cooperate with William first, use William's hand to get rid of the troublesome Su Yelai, successfully obtain Jin Minghe's patent, and then secretly deal with Jin Minghe.

A year later, when warming up for the next presidential election, the news of Sami's affair will be revealed, so that Wright will have no chance to compete for the presidency.

This was originally a perfect plan, but it was messed up by Su Yelai's words.

what a pity!

Smith hated Su Yelai so much that he wanted to strangle her to death, but reason called upon him and made him control his outstretched hand.

We can’t touch Su Yelai, she is too high-profile.

Who in the upper class circles today doesn’t know Su Yelai?

If he died like this, it would probably attract attention.

What's more, Su Yelai would not accept death obediently. With her personality, even if it meant death, she would try every means to drag him down with her and make it impossible for him to escape.

"Damn it." Smith cursed under his breath, turned around and quickly left this place of trouble.

He wished he had never been there.

Wait until you get back and then think about how to deal with it.

The most important thing now is to calm down and not lose your composure because of anger, behave inappropriately, say inappropriate words, and let others control you.

Su Yelai looked at Smith's departing back and let out a soft sigh.

Why did she just leave like that? She wanted to show off a little more, but Smith turned away. Just now he wanted to kill her with his eyes.

Su Yelai was not afraid of this terrifying and gloomy look. Instead, it made her calmer.

On the contrary, she was even more afraid of Sami, the sudden madman.

Mad people have no self-control, you can't predict what will happen.

Su Yelai looked at Sami, and the woman was now sitting quietly on the ground.

After the energy wore off, Sami was exhausted and a little limp.

She was not mentally retarded and could clearly feel Smith's ill intentions, but she couldn't understand why a woman like Su Yelai would help her.

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