Yue Tingfeng came back early and told Yan Qingsi that he blocked Ye Shaoguang and Ji Mianmian and let them go out to eat instead of coming over.
The three of them sat down to eat, and Yan Qingsi asked him: "Did you ask someone to come and clear the sewer?"
"No, what's wrong? Is there someone..."
Yan Qingsi nodded: "Yes, you came right after you left."
Yue Tingfeng looked disgusted at Su Zhan and said, "It's all you. I really don't know what kind of trouble you have caused. I really want to pack you up and throw you out. I don't believe that without us, a cat like you with nine lives could still die."
Su Zhan took a bite of the bun and said, "Cats have nine lives, but what if I have used up all eight?"
"Then you are stupid. Who told you to finish it so early?"
Listening to the two people bickering, Yan Qingsi felt that the rice was quite delicious.
After breakfast, Yan Qingsi said to Yue Tingfeng: "You are packing your things here today. If someone wants to enter the room to search, you can block them."
Yue Tingfeng disagreed: "No, if there is danger outside, I have to protect you. Besides, why does he need me to block him? If someone comes, he will kill them in minutes, and I will hinder his hands and feet here. "
Su Zhan said: "I can stay here by myself, you can go."
"Looking at what he said, I'm here to protect you, not him."
Yan Qingsi spread her hands: "Okay then, you... wish for yourself."
Su Zhan nodded.
Although Yan Qingsi was worried, she still took Ji Mianmian and the others to the set.
Su Zhan was left alone in the room. He picked up Yan Qingsi's script and started reading it.
After reading for about half an hour, Su Zhan heard footsteps at the door, and then someone knocked on the door. He did not move and calmly turned another page.
Then he heard the door lock being picked.
Su Zhan put down the script and stood up with a sigh. Sure enough, some people just didn't want him to have a good rest.
The script of this drama produced by Yan Qingsi is good. He is watching it enthusiastically and does not want to be disturbed.
Su Zhan casually picked up the chopsticks used by Yan Qingsi on the table.
Not long after, the door was opened from the side and two people walked in.
"nobody."
"Isn't it here?"
"Search quickly, no one is here and leave quickly."
The two people's shoulders were tapped respectively, and Su Zhan's voice sounded from behind: "Are you looking for me?"
The two quickly turned around and saw Su Zhan, as if they had seen a ghost: "You..."
As soon as they uttered a word, the sound suddenly stopped. Neither of them saw how Su Zhan made a move. The chopsticks had already penetrated their mouths and emerged from the back of their heads.
Su Zhan slowly let go, and their bodies fell down, with incredible expressions on their faces.
He took out the wet wipes on the table and wiped his hands. "Sorry, you may not be able to leave."
Then he closed the door, sat down again, picked up the script and continued reading.
The two corpses in the room slowly became stiff.
After looking at a few more pictures, I turned around and saw someone throwing a few pills into the room under the door. These pills will automatically evaporate slowly when exposed to the air and melt into the air. If you inhale them for more than 10 minutes, you will fall into coma.
Su Zhan shook his head, why bother? If he didn't respond to someone who was actively seeking death, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to him
Su Zhan glanced at the table and picked up the stainless steel fork Yan Qingsi used to eat fruit on the table. He walked to the door and stopped silently, like a cat. Suddenly... he suddenly opened the door and opened it, trying to release the drug into the room. The man dragged him in.