In the next moment, Gillian's gaze finally swept over her, cold and ruthless: "Who are you?"

Dai Xijiu's eyes were stunned.

I feel cold.

Behind his ears was the sound of Brigitte Lin's high heels falling to the ground, and Dai Xijiu only felt the back of his head tingle.

Falling from the ear was the other party's undisguised smile: "Sister, you're finally here......"

The situation is too clear.

This conspiracy has been calculated for a long time.

Brigiline walked past Dai Xijiu's side, grabbed Gillian's arm, raised her chin, and looked at everyone in the staircase: "Who is real and who is false, I have seen it......"

Then he smiled, raised his index finger sharply to Dai Xijiu, and his voice immediately rose high: "The purpose is unknown, causing a riot, and people are coming...... Uh......"

Brigiline screamed in pain, her voice was stalked, and her expression was shocked!

The fingers were quickly buckled by the person on the other side, and they were held and folded fiercely, and the "crackling" sound of the bone joints being twisted was habitually sounded, and the heart was deeply painful.

Dai Xijiu's eyes suddenly lit up, like a hundred lights, and his voice was fierce: "Don't talk nonsense, get out, dead woman!"

At the same time, Brigiline was vigorously taken and thrown directly into the squire pile.

The attendant guards couldn't draw their guns, and hurriedly picked up the flying figures, Dai Xijiu finally glared at Gillian, his body was like the wind, he retreated rapidly, his fingers climbed over the staircase railing, and the whole person flew into the air and flipped down, and the black dress drew a gorgeous rippling arc in the air, falling like a flower blooming and parachuting.

The crowd was alarmed, retreated in a panic, landed for a moment, broke his knees, knelt over the edge of the steps, and drew a line of blood.

Brigiline was helped to stand up, her sideburns were scattered, she was not embarrassed, she shook her fingers, and the pain was so painful that cold sweat overflowed.

That woman, that woman, unexpectedly!!unexpectedly!!

Thinking of this, You Wei stood up straight, and he had already straightened up, and tried his best: "Kill her!"

The voice was so loud that hundreds of attendants, dressed in black, poured out of the corridor, scattered like streams, and those who walked on the stairs and climbed over the railings, all of them were extremely fast, and they chased after them with their guns.

The attendants in the hall had also received the order from the walkie-talkie upstairs and began to join the group, but there were many people in the field, all of whom were in prominent positions, and Dai Xijiu shuttled quickly, and the pursuit was heavily blocked, so he had no way to shoot.

Brigiline held the pistol, stood on a high place, traced and drawn, right and right, extremely angry, and pressed vigorously against the railing, breathing deeply: "A bunch of waste!!"

Gillian's expression was indifferent, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes: "Doesn't it include yourself?"

Brigiline had a stalk on her face, and her expression was dying.

Dai Xijiu bent quickly and tried to run in a crowded place.

She knew that the other party would not be able to shoot.

Now the priority is to get out of Montricarlo, which is a cave of conspiracy.

She alone has no power to return to heaven.

Far away from the door, the crowd was chaotic and screaming, but a voice could be faintly heard from far and near: "...... here"

Dai Xijiu looked around while running, his faces were ups and downs, and in the crowd, there was such a face that was extra clear, his eyebrows were warm, and he was a little worried after all, he took a small handbag and waved it at her.

It was her handbag, ID and passport, and money, and she always carried it with her when she attended the banquet.

Dai Xijiu looked intently at the past, kept walking, raised his hand to overturn the huge long table on his side, the pastry glass crackled and shattered, and the footsteps of the crowd attendants behind him stopped one after another.

She jumped and jumped away, gesturing: "Throw it over!"

The royal blue handbag drew a crystal trajectory in the air, Dai Xijiu took it with his hand, and did not forget to lip sync to Gu Chenzhi: "Thank you." ”

Gillian stared at it for a long time, until this moment, and suddenly pulled the intercom line in Brigiline's hand: "Block the gate, don't shoot, I want to live." ”

At the same time, Dai Xijiu, who was about to run to the gate, breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't want to be surrounded by layers of black shadows in all directions, as if his brain was instantly matched, and all of them were formed close to the wall and surrounded by the side of the door.

It's just FUCK!

Sharp turns, and then what?

Dai Xijiu could only retreat to the hall sharply, and at the same time, the handbag began to vibrate rapidly, and the sound was chiseled, and then a graceful melody sounded, and the classical music was very comfortable and jingling into the ears.

When is it all and still singing?

Dai Xijiu had a splitting headache and couldn't cry or laugh, of course she knew what was ringing.

Fu Zhi told her to bring the mobile phone with her.

When there is such a chaos, there is time to listen to the phone, it is really not a good experience, Dai Xijiu carried a large bottle of champagne and threw it at the waiter behind him, and when he spoke, it was inevitable that he was a little out of breath: "Big brother, run for your life, it doesn't matter if you hang up......"

The sound effect of the mobile phone is excellent, and the voice that comes from it is the same as in the memory, as cold as frost and snow, and it is not about himself: "It's still alive, it's good." ”

The flow of people is crowded, and the mobile phone is really a little unstable and crumbling: "I will die at any time, can you tell me the point?"

"Go find a place where everybody can see you, and have a microphone. ”

Dai Xijiu raised his eyes and looked around, looked at the high platform of the hall, and finally decided on a full field of attendants: "Then what? Is it convenient for the other party to shoot collectively?"

The other side seemed to be blocked by her, and her voice was a little low: "If you don't go, you will hang up." ”

Dai Xijiu's forehead skipped, and he began to lie: "Hey, hey, hey, it's here, it's here, it's here." ”

"Give you a minute. ”

Dai Xijiu pouted in his busy schedule, Fu Zhi didn't hit people in the face, and his habit of hitting three inches didn't even discount him on the phone.

Seeing that the high platform was getting closer and closer, Dai Xijiu took a deep breath.

Go up, you don't have to die.

If you don't go, you're going to die anyway.

Thinking of this, he propped up the corner of the high platform with one hand, jumped up, his movements were neat, and his voice was fast: "This time it is really here." ”

The voice on the phone came without pause: "Hands-free." ”

At the same time, the pursuers in the field all looked up and looked at Dai Xijiu, countless pairs of eyes were cold.

Finally, this girl ran stupid and chose to die.

In an instant, all of them stopped, still panting, and raised their guns to point.

The moment the trigger was pulled, the empty and bustling hall was filled with a cold, calm voice through the sound that surrounded it on all sides: "In the mobile phone, there is *." ”

This voice is cold and waveless, but it is like ice cracking and flying frost, because it is too clear and calm, so it is more penetrating to people's hearts.

What a firearm misfires,* means, it's obvious.

The boiling and churning in the venue was like pouring water to extinguish in an instant, and everyone stopped and stared, their eyes trembling because of fear.

The girl stood on the high platform, her hair was messy and scattered, as if she was pressing her chest, gasping after some speed pauses, and the white mobile phone in her hand was shining brightly, facing the microphone of the high platform.

The voice continued: "I can start it here at any time, anyone can shoot, and everyone will be left with no bones." ”

Dai Xijiu's hanging heart finally jumped back a few points.

Gillian stood on the railing on the second floor, her fingers tightened, her eyes finally condensed, and the voice she spit out was word by word: "Fu, stop." ”

Brigilyn's expression was stunned and cold, after seeing the instantaneous situation off the field, she squinted her eyes, tightened the gun in her hand, and walked directly down the stairs to the middle of the hall, aiming at Dai Xijiu, laughing and sarcastic, and successfully attracting everyone's attention: "What a joke!"

"You say there's *, there's *?"

Fu Zhi's voice was faint: "If you don't believe it, it's not me who dies." ”

Everyone shuddered.

Dai Xijiu joined in the excitement to add insult to injury: "Don't worry, I will try my best to catch the bullet." ”

Brigiline pressed her fingers and pressed them, but she didn't press them after all, her eyes sparkling: "Who are you? What are you going to do!"

"Don't worry, you'll find out right away. ”

The voice fell, and then there was a "zizi" air flow from the microphone, followed by an old and steady voice: "Daisy." ”

Daisy Jiu's expression froze, and she was stunned with a little disbelief, and slowly spoke: "Grandpa?"

At this moment, Brigitte Lin's eyes were panicked!

This person, this person, is actually the head of the family!

The voice continued, and he spoke steadily: "That's right, it's you." After a pause, he continued: "Churchill, are you there?"

Not a single echo.

The person on the other end of the phone waited for a moment, and then restarted: "Where's Abt?"

In the crowd, an elderly gentleman with gray hair walked out, with a wrinkled face, a respectful expression, and actually bowed his head to the mobile phone: "Master." ”

Abt is also a veteran of Monricaro's prominent status, and at this moment, what his recognition means is self-evident.

Everyone immediately bowed their heads one after another, and their expressions were humble: "Lord of the family." ”

"Who is my granddaughter, this kind of thing, I won't say it a second time, Abt, the one who should deal with it, deal with it. ”

"Yes, I'm sorry for you. ”

After answering, Abt slowly looked up at Brigiline with an apologetic look in his eyes.

Churchill's abacus, he knew, and did not intervene, but now, everyone is watching, since he has alarmed the head of his family, he is also difficult to ride.

Thinking of this, he finally sighed deeply, closed his eyes and turned around: "Take it." ”

Honka, Elvis.

The fireplace in the room is bright and bright, and the huge black and gold family crest hangs on the wall, which is magnificent.

The man sitting on the sofa, dressed in a light white suit, clean and clean, with his legs elegantly folded, took the last sip of coffee in the white porcelain cup, and then put down the cup, his eyes were cold, and he gestured to the subordinates in front of him.

The subordinate nodded slightly, immediately buckled the phone, and the gun was slowly lowered from the back of the wheelchair man's head, holding the phone, and stepping aside.

The old man smiled calmly, his wrinkled eyes narrowing slowly.

"Why, if you don't kill me, have you ever thought about the consequences of not killing me?"

Fu Zhi stood up, his ice-skinned and snow-jade face was not wavering, his demeanor was elegant, and he lowered his head slowly: "I will not touch you until I have to." ”

The old man snorted lightly, and his eyes lowered his head coldly: "You have always been obedient, and since you have become an adult, you have never disobeyed me, which is why I trust you." ”

Speaking of this, the hand on the wheelchair tightened inch by inch: "Now you dare to risk such disrespect for a woman who has nothing to do with it?"

Fu Zhi's eyelashes softened: "It's not irrelevant." ”

The picture in my mind gradually became clear, it was the girl's smiling bright eyes, and her face covered with tears and despair.

The voice finally softened, and he rose softly: "She is my sister." ”

The old man's cloudy eyes gradually became a little suspicious, and he just wanted to speak.

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire came from the half-buttoned mobile phone, sharp and poignant.