"I follow your choice, the mechanism of the door, is the map behind the door where a red dot is pointed, press it, you can leave, you can also drive away, you don't have to rush to return when you run out.

It's my fault that I didn't discuss it with you, but I still hope you can accept this 24-hour ...... You can understand it as the work of a bodyguard. ”

Lin Jiawen's ears suddenly jumped, "Get down!" ”

She lunged forward and pushed Leng Yihan's chest to push him to.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion came from the impressionist painting in the middle of the living room.

It's rockets, someone sneaks up.

Leng Yihan was thrown to the ground by Lin Jiawen, he turned over and pressed Lin Jiawen under him, and shot at the person who jumped in from the window.

The three people who jumped in were all hit by Leng Yihan and fell to the ground.

For a moment, the world suddenly fell silent.

Leng Yihan looked up at the place where the oil painting was made, a big hole, "My painting is genuine from the eighteenth century!" ”

"Can you get up, crush me!"

Lin Jiawen pushed Leng Yihan away, his chest just now was tightly pressed against her face, almost suffocating her.

"Tom!"

The door that Lin Jiawen couldn't open just now was suddenly pushed by a heavy external force and fell directly to the ground.

Bullets rained down like frantically strafing in.

A strong man, carrying a heavy pole. Machine. guns, rushed in.

Lin Jiawen, who was lying on the ground, kicked hard and fell to the door on the ground, and the heavy iron door flew out directly and smashed on the strong man's calf.

She pulled out her dagger, got up and stuck it on the strong man's waist, and raised her hand to hold it. Machine. Gun, aiming the muzzle of the gun to the outside for a burst of strafing.

A group of people in the bushes were shot and fell to the ground.

"Ding!"

The last machine. After the bullet from the gun fell to the ground, Lin Jiawen let go of the strong man and kicked him to the ground.

He clutched his waist and struggled in pain.

"It's a good idea to reach out." Leng Yihan slowly walked behind her, looking at this guy with bright eyes with great appreciation.

"Okay, that's it, it's okay, your car is good, I can drive it home!"

Lin Jiawen held the pistol and pointed at Leng Yihan's blue Lamborghini.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a violent explosion. exploded, and the two of them saw that the Lamborghini in front of them turned into countless pieces in an instant, and then burst into flames.

"Be careful!"

Leng Yihan hugged Lin Jiawen and pushed her aside.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Three snipers in a row. The bullet from the rifle landed where the two men had just stood.

Lin Jiawen felt a drop of warm blood hit the side of her face.

Leng Yihan was shot in the shoulder.

The location of these three bullets just now has been exposed. The direction of the striker.

Lin Jiawen looked in that direction, and a sharp spark erupted from the muzzle of the gun.

A man on the other side of the woods snorted coldly and fell to the ground.

Lin Jiawen looked at the sky, this should be a suburban villa, the air is very good, there is no haze, the sky is full of stars, and it is dazzling.

"Mr. Leng, are you okay?"

Leng Yihan lay on Lin Jiawen without a sound, his arms were too heavy.

pressed on Lin Jiawen's chest, fortunately she was wrapped in a chest belt, otherwise, she would have been dressed.

Leng Yihan didn't make a sound.

If you are shot in the shoulder, it shouldn't be fatal, but is there still a place to get shot.

Lin Jiawen turned over and stood up.

She looked around vigilantly, it was really not appropriate to stay here for a long time, even if those killers didn't come back, but the police came, it was really hard to argue.