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She glanced at him and kissed his neck.

Little Cheese panted slowly, Wen Renliang's kiss lasted for a long time, he sucked hard, and finally branded a sexy hickey on a conspicuous place on Little Cheese's neck.

Superstar's Little Chef Volume 174: Little Chef [-] Grumpy Little Cheese

Little Cheese had already entered a semi-sleeping state. After covering him with the quilt, Wen Renliang changed into his home clothes and went to the study to deal with some important documents.

Before his butt was hot on the chair, he jumped out of the chair in shock from a few gunshots.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." The dense bullets hit the direction of the bedroom, Wen Renliang leaned over, took out the polar silver fox for self-defense, and rushed out the door.

The entire castle suddenly fell into a state of first-level alert.

In the bedroom, Little Cheese crawled awkwardly under the bed, yelling angrily: "Cool! Can you hurry up!"

The whole bedroom was in a mess, the floor-to-ceiling windows were smashed, and the goose feather pillow on the bed was pierced by bullets, and the goose feathers flew all over the sky!

What the hell!

"Bang bang bang bang..." The sharp bell rang, and the people under the house had rushed up to the second floor. Outside the door, Baifeng and Puliss were waiting seriously: "Sir, are you alright?"

"little Master……"

Wen Renliang broke through the door directly from the study and entered the bedroom, Little Cheese got up from the ground and shouted angrily: "Liang, fight back!"

Wenren paused for a moment, leaned over to Little Cheese and hugged him up, "Honey, hide behind the closet."

"Damn! The firepower is not small!"

"……Be careful!"

"Bang bang bang..." The ear-piercing strafing was endless, it was completely dark, and they couldn't even find the real direction of the bullets, and hiding here was not an option.

"He's shooting too hard!" Wen Renliang repeatedly dodged the bullets that brushed past his feet, "Come on, let's go out—"

"Pliss, send someone to chase after you!" Wen Renliang gave an order calmly, and after fleeing the bedroom with Little Cheese in his arms, he heard the piercing sound of police sirens from afar, and the gunshots came out of nowhere in an instant. Disappeared, Wen Renliang carefully glanced out the window: "Let's go!"

A large number of uniformed and well-armed policemen marched into the castle, and at the same time, a group of black-clothed black and cool bodyguards surrounded the house.

When a pair of policemen stepped into the hall, the little cheese on the stairs seemed to see a life-saving straw, ran downstairs in panic, took a policeman by the hand, and told them the tragic experience just now.

Wen Renliang was pulled aside by the head of the police to ask about the shooting.

Little Cheese used his acting skills comparable to Oscar winners to vividly portray a terrified and distressed victim, "Hurry up and find the murderer..."

Hundreds of little police officers were sweating on their foreheads, with anger in their eyes, they gritted their teeth and said firmly, "Please rest assured, our police will definitely find out the perpetrator and bring him to justice."

Little Cheese continued to show her acting skills, she was so moved that she wiped her tears frequently, and said, "Thank you, thank you."

The Werther family has a good relationship with certain officials in the political circles, and even closer with the security chiefs in Palermo. Wen Renliang just explained the whole incident to the police in a concise and clear manner. As the victims, they Of course it was protected by the police.

Even though the Werther family is a veritable mafia, in this era where evidence is everything, although the police have hated evil forces for so many years, there is no evidence, what can they do to these people.

As the largest mafia family in Sicily, the Werther family is also very knowledgeable. They never exceed the rules and have always maintained a good relationship with the police.

They abide by the conditions set by the police, and the police also need the Werther family to clean up some small groups of evil forces for the city, so they are mutually beneficial.

This is like a rope, the end of the rope is the law of incomparable justice, and the end of the rope is the Witte family that can balance justice and evil. In order to maintain this relationship, the police will not openly tear up the Witte family fall out.Although they really want to find strong evidence to root out this deep-rooted evil force.

After explaining the matter, several police officers surveying the scene were also in a state of disarray after being attacked. I collected some evidence, and the police officers gave the first order: "Close the team!"

More than a dozen upright little policemen walked out, but Little Cheese continued to play the role of his victim, holding the little policeman's hand and refusing to let go, and kept yelling, "You must quickly find the murderer!" Ah, or I shall be afraid to live here!"

The little policeman comforted him dumbfounded, crying with snot and tearful little cheese: "Please rest assured, we will secretly send people to guard around the house in the past few days."

Little Cheese blinked his tear-filled eyes, "Really? You promise?"

Seeing that all the policemen had withdrawn, the little policeman couldn't bear the outrageous wordiness of Little Cheese, "Yes! Please rest assured, I... we have withdrawn the team."

Little Cheese looked around the hall and saw Wen Renliang was staring at him intently with his hands folded around his chest. Little Cheese bit his lower lip in embarrassment, "Then...you must do what you say!"

"sure."

The little policeman pulled back Little Cheese in a panic and kept pulling the cuffs that wiped his snot and tears, and shouted anxiously: "Oh...boss, wait for me, wait for me!" He rushed out of the living room with lightning speed.

Leaving Little Cheese standing there muttering puzzledly, "Am I that scary?"

Wen Renliang snorted: "Baby, your acting skills are not bad!"

Little Cheese turned around, smiled flatteringly and obsequiously: "Thank you, thank you."

Wen Renliang's expression darkened, "Baby hugging someone's arm is very joyful, isn't it?"

Little Cheese continued to smile obsequiously: "Where, where."

Wenren pursed his lips in a cold air, "Is it hurt?"

Little Cheese's complexion changed, and he pouted and said, "I touched my leg, it's cold, come and have a look, my leg hurts very much."

Wen Renliang shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Baby, will you know it hurts now?" Holding Little Cheese and pressing it on the sofa, "Where is the pain so bad?"

Little Cheese blinked her eyes, cupped her face and giggled, "It's much better now."

Wen Renliang almost gritted his teeth: "Darling on purpose?"

Little Cheese complained softly, "It was really painful just now! It hurt!" The delicate words were very useful to Wen Renliang's ears.

"Baby, do you still want to imitate actors and show off your acting skills?"

Little Cheese sat up straight, rolled his eyes and said, "The police will be watching here secretly for a few days."

"Huh?" Wen Renliang raised his eyebrows, "So what?"

Little Cheese narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The little guy doesn't like the feeling of being watched."

"so?"

"Change places."

Wen Renliang thought for a while, then called Bai Feng and Pulis who were dealing with the aftermath, "Tell Lilia and the others to go directly to the villa in the city tomorrow."

"Yes."

"And what happened today, go down and find out who did it."

"Yes, sir."

Wen Renliang briefly explained some precautions to several people, and then waved them away.

"Who could it be?" Little Cheese lay lazily on the sofa, playing with his fingers.

"What do you think baby?" Wen Renliang threw the question to him, "There are quite a few families that have enmity with the Werther family!"

Little Cheese screamed exaggeratedly: "The Massa family? Vincent? Huh."

Wen Renliang smiled coldly, "There will always be results, baby please wait patiently."

The Werther family's villa in the city has a steady stream of guests coming and going at this time.

As a victim who was frightened by the gun attack, Little Cheese sat on the sofa in the living room and talked politely with all kinds of people in front of him, drinking fragrant tea and sipping desserts under the careful care of the servants.

His eyes were filled with all kinds of flower baskets, fruits and various nutritional supplements and supplements. First, the heads of several entertainment cities and casinos under the name of Witt Enterprises sent flower baskets, expressing condolences to Little Cheese who was shot. Then it was the nominal partners of Werther Company who sent supplements and nutritional products to express their grief for the attack on the castle, and then the high-level leaders of Werther Company sent fruit to express their hearts.

In terms of interpersonal etiquette, the Italians have almost completely inherited the true heritage of the Chinese.

The tip of the nose was full of intoxicating floral fragrance, and after seeing off the last group of guests, Little Cheese rubbed her stiff face with a smile, and sneezed a few times out of control.

His nose seemed to have a slight allergy to Dutch tulips.

"Lilia, quickly throw away these words!"

Little Cheese had endured the attack just now, and now he couldn't bear it anymore, "And all these fruit supplements are also given to me to feed the Chow Chow Panda!!"

Lilia looked at the exquisitely packaged high-grade gifts, and said in a heartbroken voice: "These are some brand-name supplements, little one, look..."

"Throw! Throw! Throw!"

Little Cheese reclaimed in disgust, "Don't let them appear before my eyes again."

He hated the hypocritical and flattering faces of those people the most, and Little Cheese didn't even like the gifts they brought.

"Yes."

Lilia sighed and called the other two servants to move all the things out.

"Hey, the little guy is in good spirits, he doesn't look like a frightened person at all." Tonks walked in holding a bouquet of delicate flowers, "Here you are!"

Little Cheese covered his head and moaned in pain, "The little guy is allergic to Dutch tulip pollen!"

Tonks was surprised, and smelled the fragrant bright red roses, "What's the matter? Don't you like roses anymore? It's very fragrant."

Little Cheese wrinkled her little nose, "I don't want to see you again for now.