Fake daughters are wealthy

The girl didn't even blink her eyes, she raised her head slightly, revealing that surly face, her eyes seemed to be black with ink.Looking around, he said in a cold tone: "Whoever takes a step closer, I promise to shoot the next one!"

Behind this five-star hotel is the shadow of a hermit family, and almost no one has ever caused trouble here, let alone fired a gun in public.

The noisy voice instantly quieted down.

Not to mention the onlookers, even the people in the Ninth Institute were startled by her.

But I have to say that Qiao Nian's shot was very shocking, simple and rude. Before, the spectators squeezed in, and those who refused to listen shrank back one by one.

Jiang Tianzhi and the others felt a lot easier all of a sudden, at least they couldn't stand still if they were not pushed.

Qiao Nian returned the gun to Bo Zheng, and continued walking inside with no expression on his face.

"Miss Qiao." Jiang Tianzhi also saw her, reacted first, and said impatiently: "Master Cheng, he was stabbed."

No need for him to say.

Qiao Nian had already seen Master Cheng and Luo Qing, who were protected inside by people from the Ninth Institute with a human wall.

Master Cheng fell to the ground clutching his stomach, the ground was covered in blood, and it took a lot of blood to wet the ground.

Luo Qing squatted next to him, tore off the fabric of his T-shirt, and pressed Master Cheng's wound with his hands. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face turned pale. It could be seen that he was extremely anxious.

"Master Cheng, hold on!"

Luo Qing saw that the man was about to lose consciousness, and his mouth started to froth in anxiety.

Fortunately, he looked up and saw Qiao Nian and Bo Zheng coming. He seemed to be grasping at straws, and hurriedly shouted: "Miss Qiao, Team Bo, he is going to die soon..."

Qiao Nian had already squatted down, checking Master Xia Cheng's pulse without saying a word.

Master Cheng's heartbeat was slow, and he had fallen into a semi-comatose state. This situation is really not good.

She quickly put the shoulder bag on the ground, unzipped the zipper and took out the small bottle of chewing gum that she carried with her. When she opened the bottle, she found that there were no small pills in it.

It was only then that she remembered that she had taken the last small pill yesterday to give Master Cheng a hangover and used it up.

"Have you called an ambulance?"

"Called." Luo Qing was frustrated: "But it hasn't come yet."

Qiao Nian didn't say a word, got up and dialed Ye Wangchuan's phone number.

The other end is connected in seconds.

She briefly said the following things, and said: "I'm afraid they will deliberately delay the time for the ambulance to come, and you can find a way to call an ambulance to come."

Ye Wangchuan was mainly arranging the model to contact the capital, so he came down a few minutes late. Hearing this, his tone was very serious: "Leave this to me to arrange. How is Master Cheng?"

Qiao Nian turned her head and looked at Luo Qing, who barely helped Master Cheng with an emergency treatment according to her method: "The small pill I brought happened to be used up, and the situation...is not very good."

Ye Wangchuan could hear the impatience in her tone, and said a few simple words to tell her not to worry, and then said: "I'll let Gu San go down immediately."

"kindness."

Qiao Nian hung up the phone, thought for a while, and then turned around and called Slender Waist Control again.

10 minute later.

A young man with bird feathers rushed to the hotel on a motorcycle he got from no one knew where, and broke in all the way regardless of the security guards.

"Sorry, I have something urgent~"

"Stop, you are not allowed in! Register first!"

"They said it was urgent."

Slender waist control is nimble, and several security guards have nothing to do with him, they can only chase after his ass, telling him to stop constantly.