Chapter 112: Can you find someone better than her?
"It would be unfair to other participants if we terminate the event now."
Although he appreciates Meng Xinran's talent, he has to consider the company's image. He is a businessman and puts profit first in everything. He cannot do whatever he wants like Shan Yuji.
Shan Yuji looked at him leisurely and raised his eyebrows: "Among those rubbish, can you find someone better than her?"
He actually said that the contestants are all rubbish?!
Meng Xinran swallowed her saliva, raised her eyes, and watched with fear as Di Yun's face darkened little by little.
really……
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a fire broke out in the back row of the auditorium. The fire spread all of a sudden, and there were sharp and piercing screams all around. The crowd ran around, and for a while, the fire was everywhere.
Ling Ye hugged Xiao Mo's hand tightly, turned around, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the Italian who suddenly appeared at the back. He could see the silenced pistol hidden under the man's flying windbreaker, and his movements were very fast, as if he were
He pulled the trigger in an instant, and his figure was well hidden in the chaotic crowd.
Ling Ye followed his gaze and looked over. His face suddenly changed. There was a vague haze in his eyes. Without any time to think about it, he pushed Xiao Mo into Yun Ming's arms and lowered his voice: "Take the little guy away quickly."
"Young Master..." Yun Ming was worried
"This is an order." His eyes darkened as he finished his words. His body was like a vigorous leopard in the forest. He pushed aside the crowd and stepped onto the stage in the air. He protected Meng Xinran on his body. After a few turns, he narrowly escaped Ji Wuxu.
bullets
Ling Ye winked at Shan Yuji who was on the side, and the two men rushed into the passage leading to the outside of the stage in unison.
"You..." Meng Xinran was completely frightened. She didn't come back to her senses for a long time. She could only let Ling Ye hug her and walk in the claustrophobic passage. His hot skin pressed against hers, making her body
I broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.
The Italian put away his pistol, looked at his companion, and gave chase.
In the chaotic crowd, everyone pushed and mercilessly stepped on the backs of those who fell to the ground. The selfishness of human nature is always revealed in critical moments.
Yun Ming hugged Xiao Mo and rushed to the exit. The fire in the sky swept everything. He stopped and walked, stretched out his arms, and built a small space, but did not let anyone touch Xiao Mo.
He was getting closer and closer to the exit, and the light was just ahead. He felt happy, and his steps suddenly sped up. Unexpectedly, a hand grabbed his foot tightly.
Yun Ming lowered his head and saw a face with blood and flesh. He couldn't tell where the mouth was and where the nose was. He could only hear a low voice.
"Help me...save me..."
He took a breath, but within two or three seconds, he was squeezed by the crowd and turned around, and Xiao Mo in his arms rolled out.
The little guy covered his head and rolled hastily on the ground. A carp stood up and jumped up again. His dark green eyes swept through the crowd, searching for Yun Ming's figure.
At such a young age, it is not easy to deal with such a chaotic situation so calmly, but when the burning wood above his head fell, the little guy was distracted for a moment and blinked a few times helplessly.
"Young Master——" Yun Ming's eyes widened and he yelled at the top of his lungs
At this moment, a figure jumped down from the railing of the stands and grabbed the wet towel hanging with the chandelier in one hand...