Sikong Lingge didn't know what was wrong with him.
He actually shot after a hot brain...
I was in chaos and didn't know what to do.
"Hurry up, call one or two, and send Miss Fang to the hospital! Notify the lady..." The servant's anxious voice broke the tranquility.
Sikong Lingge came to his senses and saw the servants getting busy in panic.
Some took out their cell phones and prepared to dial.
Yes, I just dialed the inside line and notified Mrs. Feng...
Sikong Lingge looked at the busy servant, thinking nothing in his mind, only one thought.
That is: Once Fang Yiren’s incident is exposed, the consequences will definitely be very difficult and troublesome.
so……
Can't play one or two zero!
Can't be sent to the hospital!
Not only can you not be able to call one or two zero, but you can’t be sent to the hospital, but even Fang Yiren can’t leave this door!
Sikong Lingge's whole body was aroused, as if someone had knocked him into a stick, and he instantly calmed down.
He pulled the trigger and made two "bang" sounds, and shot two consecutive shots at the servant's feet.
Everyone's movements stopped instantly and looked at Sikong Lingge in unison.
The expression on his face was terrified in unbelievable...
"I don't want to get rid of the communication tools in my hand like Fang Yiren!" Sikong Lingge calmed down and walked over to close the door, locking it.
Then, all the windows were closed, the curtains were pulled up, and all the lights in the guest room were turned on.
As soon as I finished all this, the knock on the door was violently urging.
"Bang bang bang"
The people outside took photos very hard, and the whole door seemed to be vibrating.
The next second, Mrs. Feng's voice came in through the door panel.
"What happened? Why are there gunfire? Sikong Lingge, please open the door!"[
No one dared to respond.
The servants all looked at Sikong Lingge in horror, fearing that they would become the next Fang Yiren.
Sikong Lingge listened and found that although there were many noisy sounds outside, except for Mrs. Feng, the rapid footsteps did not approach, as if they were blocked from a safe distance.
Sikong Lingge calmed down, raised his gun, and pointed it at one of the servants, "You"
Sikong Lingge originally intended to ask the servant to pass the message for him, but the servant was wrong and thought that Sikong Lingge was going to kill her. He knelt down with a "bang" sound, and cried so hard.
"Si, Sikong Host...I...I...I...I'm not my business. I'm just a servant. Whatever the employer says, I have to do it...Sikong Host...I...I'm still in school
...just...just...just work part-time in the Feng family...please don't kill me..."
"..." Sikong Lingge, "Get up! I didn't say I wanted to kill you, I just asked you to pass the message."
"Transfer, pass the message?" The servant was stunned, tears hanged in the corners of his eyes.
"Go and tell Mrs. Feng about Fang Yiren's current situation and ask her to send someone to send the child over immediately, otherwise, she will wait to collect the body for Fang Yiren." Sikong Lingge glanced at Fang Yiren on the sofa.
She didn't know where she hit Fang Yiren, but judging from Fang Yiren's situation, it shouldn't be a big deal, and she wouldn't die for a while.
"Yes...I'll go right away..." The servant didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly went and said.