she's a rose she's a gun

Under Tang Qing's astonished expression, Qian Zhongguo meaningfully took her arm and walked out of the room.

"This is Tang Qing." Qian Zhongguo held Tang Qing's arm, straightened his back, smiled and greeted familiar people in the circle along the way, and introduced Tang Qing to them as well.

Mu Yang was at the table in the distance, observing without saying a word.

"Those guys just now are all well-known screenwriters in the circle. I think that if you want to shoot the female history professor time-traveling scene, you can't do without their script support. I will officially introduce you to these guys later... ..." Qian Zhongguo took Tang Qing along and explained to her as he walked.

"Director Qian!" A young man's voice suddenly sounded in front of him, interrupting Qian Zhongguo's words.

Qian Zhongguo looked up, a little surprised: "Sun Xuao? Why are you here?"

Sun Xuao explained to Qian Zhongguo: "Ah, I came with Mr. Lan. I heard from Nico that a young actor of ours contradicted you. He came to apologize to you."

Qian Zhongguo laughed: "Lan Jinghe is here too? I didn't take it to heart at all, but the little actor in his hands has a lot of personality."

Sun Xuao smiled, turned his gaze to the woman beside Qian Zhongguo, but his eyes widened for a moment: "You are..."

"Director Qian!" Mu Yang's voice sounded from behind: "Boss Lan is looking for you!"

Sun Xuao turned his head and saw Mu Yang walking slowly towards them.

Qian Zhongguo pulled out Tang Qing's arm: "This is Mu Yang's friend Tang Qing, the heroine of my next play, you young people, let's talk, I'll go find Jinghe." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly turned in the opposite direction go.

"Xu Ao, how did you know Director Qian?" Mu Yang pulled the two of them aside and asked Sun Xu Ao anxiously.

Sun Xuao narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Qing: "A photographer buddy introduced us to each other, but she was the one, why did she appear here? What's going on with Tang Qing?"

Tang Xiang nodded to him: "Mr. Sun, you probably have the wrong person, I have to take a step ahead." Then he walked to the other side of the crowd calmly.

Sun Xuao turned around and looked at Mu Yang: "What's going on."

"It's nothing, don't worry about it, and don't say anything to Director Qian, please." Mu Yang gently pressed Sun Xuao's shoulder, turned around and walked quickly towards Tang Qing.

Sun Xuao was left alone holding the champagne in his hand, and after playing with it for a while, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Early the next morning, Tang Qing received a text message from Qian Zhongguo, asking her to meet her in Room 1208 of the Santa Fea Hotel at [-]:[-] tonight and give her a play talk.

At quarter past eight, Tang Qing knocked on the door of No. 1208 Santa Fea Hotel. Today she was wearing the baseball uniform that she saw Qian Zhongguo for the first time.

With blurred eyes, Qian Zhongguo dragged her into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Qian Zhongguo covered Tang Qing's waist with one hand, and stretched out his other hand towards her chest. His red eyes stared at Tang Qing's neck, and he wanted to put his head in the socket of her neck.

Tang Qing struggled angrily and anxiously: "Director Qian...don't be like this...Director Qian!"

Qian Zhongguo pushed up against her struggle, but was staggered by Tang Qing, who also pushed Tang Qing hard, and said coldly: "Since you are not a noble woman, don't let me go!" Pretend to be arrogant, don’t you know the unspoken rules in the circle?”

Tang Qing huddled in the corner, put her hands on her chest, and after a moment of silence, she said softly: "I see, I want to take a bath first."

"Please." Qian Zhongguo waved his hand.

After entering the shower room, Tang Qing paused for a moment, then, she let go of the faucet and let the shower flow there, but she rushed to the sink by herself and rubbed her face twice with the splash of water.

No one saw it, and even she didn't realize that a tear came out of her eyes, and rushed into the sewer together with the running water on her face.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Qing raised her head and stared at herself in the mirror—red eyes, pale cheeks, and slightly messy forehead hair. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. .

She clenched her fists, straightened her clothes, and walked out of the shower decisively.

"Washed?" Qian Zhongguo's lazy voice sounded on the bed.

Tang Qing breathed out, closed the bathroom door, and raised his head to look at Qian Zhongguo.

A black gun was pointed at her.

Tang Qing's eyes widened suddenly, he held his breath for a moment, and then gradually loosened his clenched fist.

"Director Qian, what does this mean?" Her voice was low, but she couldn't hide a trace of panic.

"What do you mean, don't you know?" Qian Zhongguo loaded the gun, and there was no smile on the corner of his mouth: "Wenwen police officer."

"Pa-ta." Wen Wenming turned his head and saw Wu Zhi entered the room and locked it, also holding a pistol/gun.

"By the way, we'll keep these things for you first." Qian Zhongguo held up a bag, and Wen Wenming took a closer look. Inside were the mobile phones, bugs, and locators in his bag, but they were all tightly sealed by special paper that blocks signals. Wrapped tightly, it looks like it was done when she was in the bathroom.

A civilized heart is like a kite with a broken string, falling to the bottom of the valley.

"Raise your hands." Qian Zhongguo ordered.

Civilization slowly raised its hands.

Qian Zhongguo winked at Wu Zhi, who stepped forward to search Wen Wenming's body.

The moment Wenming approached Takeshi, his hands immediately grabbed his neck. Takezhi struggled and dropped the gun to the ground, but he also withstood Wenming's offensive.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and Qian Zhongguo's hand/gun/gun with a silencer installed smoke came out.

Wenming felt a pain of tearing flesh, she looked down at her left arm, a bullet had just passed through, at this time the wound was gurgling blood, which soon stained her baseball jacket red.

Wu Zhi elbowed Wen Ming's neck, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.

Qian Zhongguo pointed to Wenming's body, Wu Zhi understood it, and searched him.

"It looks like a locator." Takeshi held up a small ring that he took out from under Civilization's belt, with a red light flashing on it.

"Wrap it with masking paper?" Takeshi was going to get the rest of the masking paper.

"Don't." A young man flashed out from another room. "Leave it in this room, we'll find another place."

Qian Zhongguo looked at Sun Xuao's young face and nodded.

When Wenming woke up in a daze, the first thing that came into her nostrils was a faint scent of flowers. She sniffed it carefully and recognized that it was the scent of tea plum blossoms.

She seemed to be placed sideways on the ground, with a black hood on her face, and she could only vaguely hear the man's voice: "A little deeper."

She twisted her body slightly, but there was a piercing pain in her left arm.

Wen Wenming took a deep breath, and a stronger smell of tea plum blossom came, but at the end of that breath, she smelled a faint scent of sulfur.

This is……

"Officer Wen, I'm sorry." Suddenly, Wu Zhi's voice came, and immediately a man came to pull her.

"Wait a minute." Wen Wen hurriedly shouted, "I want to see Qian Zhongguo!"

"Are you so reluctant to part with me?" Qian Zhongguo's cold voice came from the side, Wen Wen couldn't help shivering.

"Officer Wen, I'm going to fly abroad tonight, and I won't be back for a while, and there will be no evidence of your disappearance. I'm sorry."

Civilization sneered: "So it was planned long ago."

"Go well." After Qian Zhongguo finished speaking, he winked at Wu Zhi next to him, and Wu Zhi stepped forward to hug Wen Wenming.

"Don't you want this drug manufacturing factory in Mount Naiqing?" Wen Wenming said out of nowhere, being hugged by Wu Zhi.

"Wait!" Qian Zhongguo was shocked: "What did you say? Say it again?"

"Hmph, I don't even know there are traitors in my factory." Civilization turned his head contemptuously.

Qian Zhongguo signaled Wu Zhi to put Wen Wenming down. He tore off Wen Wen's headgear, clutched Wen Wen's wound tightly with one hand, and asked through gritted teeth, "How do you know!"

"Hiss—" Wenming gasped, her wound seemed to explode, and the sudden glimmer of light made her unable to open her eyes, but she still said indifferently, "Let go of your hands!"

Qian Zhongguo threw civilization to the ground like a doll: "Answer me! Who is the traitor!"

Wenming lightly brushed the place where Qian Zhongguo had just been caught with his right hand, then stood up staggeringly, and glanced at Qian Zhongguo: "Our police have already grasped your drug factory, of course because of the insider , one of your workers betrayed you, I don't know the name, but I know the face, and I can point it out for you."

Wen Wenming looked at Qian Zhongguo fiercely, and Qian Zhongguo also stared at Wen Wenming fiercely. After the two stalemate for a moment, Qian Zhongguo sneered: "For survival?"

Civilization flicked his hair lightly and looked into the distance: "In order to live better. I will help you find the traitor. If you need, we can even make up a story for his death. Then I will continue to be my policeman. By the way, help you 'look after' the business."

"However, I want ten points for all your business." After Wen Wen finished speaking, he looked at Qian Zhongguo with a smile on his lips.

"Ten points?" Qian Zhongguo laughed, and then he noticed that Wen Wen was not joking, and roared angrily: "Do you know how much ten points is?"

There was always a smile on the corner of Wen Wenming's mouth: "Ten points, buy you don't have to flee the country overnight, buy you a stable business, buy you a good night's sleep for the rest of your life, isn't it worth it?"

Qian Zhongguo looked at Wen Wenming fiercely, his throat moved, and then forced out a few words from his throat: "Five points."

Wenming laughed loudly: "Seven o'clock, let's go, go back to the factory."

After finishing speaking, Wuzi took the lead and walked slowly towards a row of factory buildings with lights not far away.

Qian Zhongguo clenched his fist behind him, glared at Wenming viciously, then let go unwillingly, snapped his fingers at Wuzhi, and the two followed Wenming and walked towards the factory building.

Wenming didn't notice that beside the small mound beside the deep pit dug by Wu Zhi, a young man wearing glasses and a mask huddled behind, frowning at this moment, and slowly left behind a few people.

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Preview of the next chapter: These few chapters are full of abuse. . .But it's sweet when the event is over~