Before he could finish his sentence, the atmosphere was like a bow string that was tightened to the point of breaking in the next second. He was ready to go without wasting half a second. Aleb only saw the man half a meter in front of him with a thin coat. The sneer of the black eyes flashed coldly, and suddenly the whole person's aura became fierce, so dangerous that it caught people off guard.
By the time he reacted, the black muzzle of the gun was already aimed at his eyebrows.
Aleb's expression changed and he looked at the man pointing the gun at him.
Mo Shichen's gun was taken away from him.
He had never been in contact with the eldest son of the Lawrence family, and had never heard that he had received training in this area. He never expected that he would have such good skills, let alone that he would take action to seize the gun.
His arms were straight and he was still wearing the same shirt and trousers. He was casual and dangerous. He only uttered two simple words, "Open the door."
Aleb's expression had returned, and he didn't speak or step aside.
Mo Shichen sneered, suddenly raised his arm, and then made a "bang" sound.
The lamp on the ceiling of the corridor was accurately shot through by bullets, and all kinds of glass were shattered.
The lights dimmed for a while.
The other bodyguard of Wen Yi who appeared first was not outside the door because she slept with them and they took turns to be on duty. However, after hearing the gunfire, he rushed over as quickly as possible, followed closely by the hotel security guard.
The two of them had varying degrees of horror on their expressions.
Some tenants who heard the gunfire opened the door and stuck their heads out. When they saw this scene, their expressions changed with fright, and they immediately closed the door tightly. <>
In less than half a minute, the entire hotel burst into flames because of the gunshot.
Only the man holding the gun and the man pointed at the gun were the calmest, as if they were not disturbed by any violence.
His expression remained unchanged, and he still said the same two words, "Open the door."
Aleb looked at him, his lips moved, and when he was about to speak, the door behind him had been opened.
With such a big movement, Wen Yi naturally woke up.
But she didn't expect that when she opened the door, she would see such a scene.
Eyes facing each other.
There was a brief moment of dead silence.
Wen Yi's pupils suddenly shrank at first, then recovered, and finally revealed a faint mocking smile.
From beginning to end, the man was indifferent and calm.
She turned around and walked into the house expressionlessly.
Two words escaped from the throat of the man behind her, "Wen Yi."
"Aleb," she said in an understatement, "solve it, don't let it get bigger."
Aleb's expression was unusually complicated.
Mo Shichen raised his feet to follow.
Aleb naturally tried to stop him, but the two men started fighting in the light of the calcium carbide fire.
Aleb's strength may not be weaker than Mo Shichen's, but not only does he have a gun in his hand, but more importantly, he is always worried that this man is the eldest son of the Lawrence family, so he cannot use his full strength when taking action. <>
Even if they are equally matched, once they have concerns, they will fall behind.
The muzzle of the pistol was hit hard by Mo Shichen on the ribs at his waist. He subconsciously bent over in pain, and then he was kicked by the man's leather shoe on his calf bone, and he stepped back. .
Mo Shichen passed by him and walked into the suite.
Another bodyguard had already stepped forward, and Aleb snatched the gun from him with one hand and quickly pointed it at the back of the man's head. His voice was a little breathy due to the fight just now, "Young Master."
Mo Shichen paused, but he didn't look back, and a hoarse laugh broke out in his throat.
After a few seconds, he continued as if nothing had happened.
Aleb tightened his finger on the trigger, watching helplessly as he walked in, but finally relaxed his grip.
It was impossible for him to shoot at the eldest son of the Lawrence family.
Everyone knows this, so this man is confident, not afraid at all, and even has a cold contempt all over him.
When Wen Yi walked to the door of the bedroom, she was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by the man with long legs and fast steps behind her.
"Wen Yi."
When the two words fell, her hand bones seemed to be crushed by his terrifying hand.
The pain caused her jaw lines to tighten, and she opened her mouth slightly. She almost screamed out in pain, but she held it back, only breathing a little heavier.
After enduring it for about four or five seconds, she got used to the severe pain of her bones being tightly squeezed.
Wen Yi turned around, raised her face to look at him, and then glanced at the pistol in his other hand that was lying beside her. She licked her lips wantonly and smiled, "I haven't seen you in a long time." Such a drama.<>”
Her face gradually turned pale because it hurt so much.
No matter how aggressive and decisive she is in the mall, making people admire or fear her, this body is a spoiled one.
"Are you here to settle a score with me? Why don't you take action with a gun? Are you just here to scare me... But if you are just pretending, I won't be scared - do you want to give me a shot, huh?"
Mo Shichen is close to 1.9 meters, and Wen Yi is close to 1.7 meters, just one or two centimeters shy.
When he looked down at her condescendingly, he could clearly see every eyelash of hers, which was trembling extremely slightly but violently.
There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he couldn't describe what it felt like, but the strength in his hand still relaxed, and the gun in his other hand was also thrown backhand, and was caught by Aleb who was about to come over. .
He stared down at her and said in a cold and hoarse voice, "Ms. Wen, why did you kick her out of the hospital?"
Wen Yi raised her other hand to rub her wrist, which was covered in red marks, and said coolly, "It's not that she refuses to eat, drink, or cooperate with treatment. Maybe she wants to die," she said crookedly. He raised his head and smiled sarcastically, "Death is also the right of human beings. She wants to die. Instead of wasting our hospital's human and financial resources, why not give her a chance? Is there any problem?"
Mo Shichen's Adam's apple moved up and down.
He had no obvious emotional changes, except that his eyes darkened, closer to the color of ink, and his voice was low and slow, "She was injured too badly, and the effect of anesthesia has only worn off after surgery, so she is not suitable for movement." , and this is the best hospital in Jiangcheng, there is no other place she can go - Miss Wen, no matter what grudges you have between you, you don’t need to pay for it with your life, eh?"
She smiled and said, "What, am I the one who wants her life?"
He stared into her eyes and said calmly, "No matter who it is, they can't kill her."
These words were gentle and indifferent, and they were nothing compared to the warning shots fired just now. However, these words still hit her heart with a heavier weight, making her almost suffocate.
Mo Shichen's aura enveloped her, and he said quietly, "So please call Miss Wen and tell her to continue her treatment in the hospital you bought."