The girl didn't even blink, she raised her head slightly, revealing her perverse face, her eyes seemed to be black as ink. She looked around and said in a cold tone: "Whoever comes one step closer, I promise to shoot him next!"
There is a hidden family behind this five-star hotel. Almost no one has ever caused trouble here, let alone fired a shot in public.
The originally noisy sound suddenly became quiet.
Not to mention the onlookers, even the people in the ninth institute were frightened by her.
But it must be said that Qiao Nian's shot was quite deterrent, simple and rough. The people who were watching and trying to squeeze in, and who didn't listen even when shouted, all shrank back one by one.
Jiang Tianzhi and the others felt a lot more relaxed at once, at least they were no longer pushed around and couldn't stand steadily.
Qiao Nian returned the gun to Bo Zheng and continued walking inside with an expressionless face.
"Miss Qiao." Jiang Tianzhi also saw her and reacted first, saying anxiously, "Master Cheng was stabbed."
He doesn't need to say it.
Qiao Nian had already seen Master Cheng and Luo Qing being protected inside by a human wall formed by the people from the Ninth Institute.
Master Cheng fell to the ground, holding his abdomen. The ground was covered with blood. I don’t know how much blood he had shed to wet the ground.
Luo Qing squatted beside him, tore off his T-shirt and pressed his hands on Master Cheng's wound. His forehead was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale. It was obvious that he was very anxious.
"Master Cheng, hold on!"
Luo Qing watched the man almost lose consciousness and became so anxious that bubbles formed in his mouth.
Fortunately, he looked up and saw Qiao Nian and Bo Zheng coming. He seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly shouted: "Miss Qiao, Captain Bo, Cheng Dashi is dying..."
Qiao Nian had already squatted over and checked Master Cheng's pulse without saying a word.
Master Cheng's heartbeat was slow and he had fallen into a semi-comatose state. This situation was not good at all.
She quickly put her shoulder bag on the ground, unzipped it and took out the small bottle of chewing gum she carried with her. She opened the bottle but found that there were no pills inside.
She then remembered that she had used up the last pill yesterday to help Master Cheng with his hangover. "Have you called an ambulance?"
"I called you." Luo Qing said in frustration, "But you haven't come yet."
Qiao Nian didn't say anything, but stood up and called Ye Wangchuan.
The other end picked up immediately.
She briefly explained the following events and said, "I'm afraid they are deliberately delaying the arrival of the ambulance. You should find a way to call an ambulance."
Ye Wangchuan was mainly arranging the model and contacting Beijing City, so he came down a few minutes late. Hearing this, he said in a serious tone: "Leave this to me. How is Master Cheng doing?"
Qiao Nian looked back at Luo Qing, who had followed her method to help Master Cheng with emergency treatment. "I just ran out of the small pills I brought with me. The situation...is not good."
Ye Wangchuan could hear the impatience in her tone and simply told her not to worry, then said, "I'll send Gu San down right away."
"kindness."
Qiao Nian hung up the phone, thought about it, then turned around and called the thin-waisted girl again.
ten minutes later.
A young man with bird-like hair rode a motorcycle that he got from somewhere to the hotel at lightning speed, and rushed in despite the security guards' obstruction.
"Sorry, I'm in a hurry~"
"Stop, you are not allowed to go in! Register first!"
"I said it was urgent."
He had a thin waist and agile movements, so the security guards couldn't do anything with him. They could only chase after him and kept asking him to stop.
(End of this chapter)