The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

"and many more……"

Seeing that the other party was about to take him away without saying a word, Lin Weiwei stepped forward to block the strong man's way.

Looking back at Ningxia, Lin Weiwei said coldly: "Where is Shen Yajun?"

Loading the gun, Ningxia aimed her dark eyes at Lin Weiwei, but the moment she fired the gun, she pointed the muzzle at Lin Weiwei's feet one meter in front of her.

The silencer silenced most of the sound, and there was only a pop, and the bullet sank into the deep snow.

Bai Bai glanced at Lin Weiwei, and Ning Xia nodded at the strong man.

He tightened Da Mao's already tightly bound hands, pretending to be pulling and stuffing Da Mao into the passenger seat.

Going around and opening the door on the other side, the strong man pulled out Shen Yajun who had completely changed his face.

The eyelids were still a little red and swollen, the bridge of the nose that was originally tall became sunken, and the middle chin also became a round chin.

Coupled with the deliberately bent waist when walking, Shen Yajun seemed to be a different person.

However, a person's appearance can be changed, but his temperament and eyes can never be changed.

The arrogance and arrogance that Shen Yajun has built up over the years in the Shen family, where one person is under one person and over ten thousand people, the stubbornness of not admitting defeat at the last moment, can't deceive anyone.

Even though she had confirmed in her heart that she was Shen Yajun, on Lin Weiwei's face, there was a look of anger that Ningxia had brushed over.

"Where is the person? We agreed to replace Shen Yajun with the cosmetician, Ningxia, are you planning to go back on your word?"

Lin Weiwei stared at Ning Xia and asked.

Sure enough, an expression of "Ling Weiwei, you really are an idiot" immediately appeared on Ning Xia's face.

On the side, the strong man sneered and said, "Miss Ling, she is Shen Yajun, but she just changed her face."

"Did you say she is her? Why should I believe you?"

Lin Weiwei looked at Ning Xia and sneered, "If I knew you were such a villain, I should have brought it with someone else. A cosmetician, isn't it normal to change your face?"

Angrily glaring at Lin Weiwei, Ning Xia walked up to Shen Yajun, and with a tear, she tore off the tape on her mouth amidst Shen Yajun's cry of pain.

With the gun pointed at Shen Yajun, Ning Xia raised her chin, as if to let Shen Yajun speak to prove her identity.

With messy eyes, Shen Yajun looked at Ningxia, then at Lin Weiwei, and knelt on the ground trembling for a long time, "I, I am not the person you said, I, my name is Ernier..."

Before Shen Yajun finished speaking, the sound of gunshots mixed with screams rang out in everyone's ears.

Shen Yajun, who had changed his face, clutched his leg hit by the bullet, and fell on the snow, shaking like a sieve.

"Give you another chance..."

When a vicissitudes and piercing voice sounded like gravel, Shen Yajun forgot to cry out for pain, and Lin Weiwei, who was at the side, also raised his head in shock.

The voice came from Ningxia. No one expected that Ningxia, whose tongue had been cut off, could still speak now.

The cold wind whizzed past, and there was a moment of silence in the dark woods.

"Shen Yajun, I don't have that good patience and temper, so I will give you another chance. If you are not Shen Yajun, then your value will be gone. The next shot will send you back to the west. So, think about it Speak."

Word by word, Ning Xia spoke extremely slowly, and the sound of her stabbing and pulling was like grinding a sharp knife with emery cloth, which made everyone feel like their hairs were standing on their heads.

After Ningxia finished speaking, she looked at Lin Weiwei with strange eyes, "How is it, Ling Weiwei, are you surprised?"