The old man frowned and looked down.
The more you look, the more ugly your face becomes.
Seeing the back, an angry slap was slapped on the handrail of the stairs.
"Asshole thing! Li Ma, bring me the phone."
"Yes."
Li Ma hurried to get the phone.
Upstairs, Mo Luan, who was sitting on the windowsill and watching the sunset, listened to the old man's angry scolding.
He hooked his lips, playing with a green leaf between his slender white jade fingers.
With a flick of her fingertips, the girl turned and walked out of the room.
And that green leaf... fell on the twigs.
And was penetrated through the middle by branches.
"An Jinze, you quickly come back to me."
The old man blows his beard and stares.
If An Jinze was in front of him now, the crutch in his hand would have greeted him.
"What a good girl Luanluan, you don't cherish it and you force her to write a guarantee, An Jinze, is there shit in your mind?"
The old man spoke without a word.
An Jinze on the phone tried to explain but couldn't get in.
"Grandpa, listen to me, don't be fooled by the woman Mo Luan."
At this time, panicked footsteps came upstairs.
Mo Luan ran down with wet hair in a panic.
She seemed to be looking for something, looking all the way down the stairs.
When he saw the white paper in the old man's hands, his face instantly turned pale.
Stuttering explanation, "Grandpa, that's, that's not true, yes, yes..."
She was so nervous that she explained it for a long time without saying a whole word.
The old man said warmly: "Luanluan, don't explain, grandpa knows that grandpa is not too confused yet."
He yelled at the phone again, "An Jinze, now I still learn how to beat him up, don't you know who lied to?"
"Grandpa, I..."
"Hurry up and come back to me, or you won't come back forever."
"No, grandpa, hello, hello."
An Jinze took the phone down and took a look. The other party had already hung up.
The man's face was livid, and he threw the newly-delivered mobile phone with his hand.
"Damn Mo Luan, I really underestimated you."
He put his hands on his waist and laughed anxiously.
"I, An Jinze, unexpectedly had a miserable day. Very good, Mo Luan, you wait for me."
The assistant looked at the scattered mobile phone fragments on the ground.
His scalp was numb, and he moved his head down in small steps.
"President An, Miss Zuo is awake."
An Jinze calmed down angrily and strode towards the ward.
...
The wounding incident at Guangsheng Hotel quickly found out the truth.
The reason why the assailants hurt others is their dissatisfaction with society and hatred of the rich.
Therefore, deliberately hacked and killed the rich in the hotel to retaliate against the society.
This matter has aroused great attention from the public, and Weibo has been searched and hung up for several days.
While everyone condemned the gangsters and prayed for the wounded, they were also discussing another matter vigorously.
It was the "clay hero" who appeared and disappeared suddenly.
Regarding this clay figure hero, only the vivid descriptions of the crowd on the scene.
There are no videos or photos coming out.
At that time, heavy rain and strong winds affected the vision.
The people around are highly concentrated and nervous.
When she appeared, no one reacted.
When the hostages are safe, the clay figure hero disappears.
Then he beat his chest, annoyed that he didn't take the phone to take a photo.
In fact, police officers immediately called for nearby surveillance after the incident.
As a result, the monitoring all failed, and the video was not taken.
In this way, this hero who only exists in everyone's praise makes the public even more curious.