"Ahem, I know you may not believe it, but Manshu is at my place now, and she will be sent to my door as a hostage."
"Not to mention, you two are exactly what you are. You have quite a tacit understanding. You even came up with ideas together."
It's just that one wants to borrow the help of the eldest lady from the masses, and the other wants to take the initiative to invite her.
Manshu didn't expect Yan Zhan to call, and the two of them even thought of going together.
The moment Tong Yan pointed the phone at her, he said into the phone: "Uncle Third, I'm going to be a hostage. You should know that I have a foundation in martial arts and am better than ordinary people."
"Third uncle, don't hesitate, time waits for no one. The longer you wait, the more anxious the gangsters will become. When they become anxious, they may hurt innocent people."
What Manshu said makes sense.
Just because what she said made sense, Yan Zhan didn't want her to get involved.
"no."
No matter what Manshu said on the other end of the phone, Yan Zhan only had these two words.
"Third uncle, you don't want to let me go, are you worried that you can't protect me?" Manshu asked the last question.
Yan Zhan clearly heard the beating in his chest and said coldly: "Okay, come on!"
Manshu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. If Yan Zhan didn't agree with this, she really didn't know how to convince him.
"You're going like this?"
Seeing that Manshu was about to leave, Tong Yan held him back.
"I would like to bring a bucket of instant noodles, can you get it?" Since Tong Yan asked, Manshu immediately made the request.
"Are you hungry?" Tong Yan was speechless. What kind of instant noodles should we eat at this time?
Manshu smiled with unclear meaning: "I'll treat others to food."
Tong Yan understood in seconds.
"Okay, the little girl is quite smart." He took out the gun from his waist and put it in her hand.
"Can you shoot?"
Manshu nodded subconsciously, then immediately shook his head: "No."
"Take it for self-defense." Tong Yan just thought it was normal for her to nod casually.
If a little girl from the countryside can shoot a gun, then her identity is questionable.
"No, I don't know how to do it. It's not as useful as a bucket of hot instant noodles."
Manshu retracted his hand.
Rejected the gun.
She actually likes guns. In her previous life, she returned to the Yan family and was taken to the shooting gallery by Yan Siyu and Gu Zimo.
It included real-life training. She didn't learn well at first, and was forced to make a bet with Yan Siyu for a shooting competition.
Later, I secretly went to practice alone and met Yan Zhan.
Yan Zhan taught her step by step, and in just half a day, her shooting level improved by leaps and bounds.
In that match, she narrowly defeated Yan Siyu.
She still remembers those people's contempt, contempt, and shock.
They certainly didn't expect that the real daughter who was like an ugly duckling would win over the fake daughter who had been exposed to these things since she was a child.
After that, she tasted the joy of winning.
Later, Yan Siyu came out to provoke again, and she no longer gave in.
Perhaps realizing that Man Shu could no longer be suppressed, Yan Siyu changed his method, pretending to reconcile with her, and then teamed up with Gu Zimo...
"Manshu? I asked someone to bring instant noodles in, why are you so dazed? Do you remember everything I just told you?"
Tong Yan pushed Manshu.
"Ah?" Manshu was stunned.
"Did you not listen to a word I said? Don't think I'm verbose. If the gangster opens the door and attacks you later, you should immediately throw the instant noodles on his face. Be sure to splash it on his face, and then squat down. Let's
The sniper will shoot."
"Okay." Manshu nodded.
Soon, someone brought a bucket of soaked instant noodles.
Manshu held the instant noodles and walked toward the dark alley humming a song.