When he thought that not catching Ye Wan would alert the snake, the direct consequence would be that not only would he not get what he wanted, but he would also be taught a lesson by Brother Rong later. Hu Mingzu wished he had a submachine gun in his hand.
The moment he passed by the broken pickup truck, Hu Mingzu didn't even react.
It was only after the car had driven eight hundred meters that I realized something was wrong.
When he turned around and came back, he saw that the brightly lit villa was shrouded in darkness.
On the one hand, I think it's a coincidence.
After all, no one has lived in this villa for some time, so it is normal for the wiring to have problems due to aging.
On the other hand, I felt something was wrong.
Isn't this such a coincidence?
"Yang'er? Huizi?"
I shouted twice, but there was no movement at all in the villa.
Hu Mingzu turned around and saw that the men had quickly returned to the car and fished out the steel pipe machete from the trunk.
A group of people took advantage of the darkness and entered the villa.
When the flashlight shined through, there was no one in the living room.
When the person in front walked to the basement door and shouted "Brother Hu, there is no one here", the villa door slammed shut.
The lights intersect.
Ping-pong sounds.
The stick clinked to the ground, mixed with a sudden cry of pain that had no time to come out.
It all ends in an instant.
When the lights turned on, Su Qingyan gave Jiang Yanchi a thumbs up, "Handsome guy, you have good eyesight!"
Jiang Yanchi stood up from behind the wine cabinet and saw Ye Wan carrying the knocked unconscious people one by one with one hand and kicking another under his feet.
Walk all the way to the basement door, throw two and kick one in.
Jiang Yanchi moved his hands.
But when he grabbed the collar of one of them and pulled it forward, Jiang Yanchi realized that the fainted person was heavier than the drunk one.
Deadly.
I was so exhausted from feeding that I was able to drag her to the basement door.
Looking at Ye Wan, who was standing by the wall with her arms folded, waiting for him, Jiang Yanchi:...
"Sister Wan, what are you going to do with those people?"
The pickup truck roared back to the beach. In the passenger seat, Su Qingyan asked with a bright smile.
"who?"
Ye Wan turned back and glanced at Su Qingyan.
"..."
Su Qingyan blinked and smiled innocently, "Haha, it's nothing."
In the back seat, Jiang Yanchi was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses.
In the basement, the unconscious people were piled up like a mountain.
Before leaving, Sister Wan locked the door.
There are about a dozen mobile phones soaking in the kitchen sink.
It was the hottest day in August, and the power went out again in the villa.
No one knows what will happen in a basement where a dozen people are locked up.
By the time it comes to light again, that basement has turned into a powerful biochemical weapon, right?
Thinking about that scene is so irritating to the eyes, Jiang Yanchi is glad for the n+1st time that he did not stop acting because of his temper, and did not offend Sister Wan.
The moonlight fell in along the windshield, and Ye Wan's whole body in the driver's seat was surrounded by a silvery brilliance.
Her beautiful face is like a fairy under the moon.
The light expression is cool and sassy.
Jiang Yanchi was so dumbfounded.
There was a voice in my heart that said, forget it, don't think about it, it's impossible! She is so good, and a man who can match her has not yet been born.
But there was another voice that was eager to give it a try: What if?
The car drove into Hengcheng Film and Television City, and the three of them walked all the way to the door of the hotel, where they met the assistant director, stage manager and others who were chasing them out.
"Xiaoye, Xiaojiang, where have you two been?"
Halfway through the barbecue, everyone was gone.
Either no one answers the phone or the phone is turned off.
It happened to be at the beach again, and the crew was so anxious that they almost called the police.
The show manager said that Ye Wan often borrowed his car keys to go out and should be back soon.
When the assistant director asked, Ye Wan handed the car keys back to the stage manager, put on a smile and said, "It's a nice night, let's go for a ride."