Hearing the gunshot, everyone in the hall immediately screamed. The faces of those young masters turned extremely pale. They were the ones who invited Wei Qian to the reception. Now that Wei Qian was injured, they naturally could not escape responsibility.
.When they thought of the power of the Wei family, they were filled with panic. After a moment of panic, they all targeted Leng Xuan. In their opinion, only by catching the murderer could they reduce their guilt. So,
These people rushed towards Leng Xuan and the others one by one, trying to catch them by taking advantage of the large number of people.
However, how could Leng Xuan take these young masters seriously? He raised the gun in his hand. Those people immediately stopped, looked at Leng Xuan in horror, and stepped back unconsciously. They all
He is a noble young master who usually cherishes his life the most, so how can he dare to go against the gun at this moment? Leng Xuan watched the young masters slowly retreating, with a slight hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and then greeted Cheng Guodong and Tie Long
The two of them turned and walked out of the hall. No one dared to stop them along the way.
When they left the lobby, the young men realized that Wei Qian was still lying on the ground, so they all scrambled to take out their phones and dial 120. After Leng Xuan and the others left the hotel, they drove straight back to Yujingyuan.
When he returned to the villa, in a manor on the outskirts of Baiyun City, a middle-aged man suddenly received a phone call. After listening to the narrative on the other end of the phone, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. He put away the phone
, then went up the stairs to the second floor, came to the outside of a room, and knocked gently on the door.
Then I heard an old and lazy voice coming from the room: "Is there something wrong at this late hour?"
The middle-aged man clung to the door and said respectfully: "Old madam, the young master... something happened to the young master." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rustling sound in the room. After a while, the room was full of people.
The door was opened from the inside, and an old lady with gray hair and a wrinkled face came out. She was covered in a golden velvet robe. Although she was old, she had a majestic aura about her.
Looking at the middle-aged man, she asked: "What's going on? What happened to Qian'er?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said: "Old madam, the young master was invited to attend a cocktail party tonight, and was shot and injured at the venue. According to the information I collected, the person who shot and injured the young master seemed to be looking for the young master.
Revenge. Now the young master has been sent to the hospital for treatment. His condition is relatively stable and his life is not in danger. He can recover as before after just a few months of training."
After hearing this, the old lady suddenly said angrily: "How dare you hurt my grandson? Who is so brave? Don't you know that Qian'er is the eldest young master of the Wei family?" When she said this, she suddenly remembered something.
, said: "Tang Long, the old man has called all the people assigned to him by the Central Security Bureau to protect Qian'er, how come he is still injured? Are those people from the Security Bureau just doing it for a living?"
The middle-aged man known as Tang Long lowered his head and said: "Old madam, as far as I know, those people from the security bureau retreated for some reason, and did not come back to resume their duties, but returned directly to the capital."
"What?" After hearing this, the old lady's face immediately darkened, "Those people from the Security Bureau actually dared to escape from the battlefield. I must ask the old man to go to the central government to respond properly to this matter. Tang Long, do you have any questions?