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Chapter 171 It's Time To Be Faster Than Hand Speed(1/2)

Walking in front, Zhao Can followed behind with his cell phone, and the two of them walked towards the elevator entrance at the same time.

cc heard Zhao Can calling his girlfriend with his cell phone behind him. The sound was not loud, but it felt harsh no matter how you listened.

Is this showing off to me that he has a girlfriend?

He was so angry that his head was thrust, and he turned around and stared at Zhao Can fiercely.

You forced me.

Zhao Can was very panicked, what was she going to do?

cc rushed up and kissed him directly to seal Zhao Can's mouth.

Stop Zhao Can from chatting with his girlfriend.

Hello! Zhao Can... Why don’t you talk anymore?

Zhao Can: "......"

Is this really good?

but.......

The peach-flavored lip gloss tastes good.

In the imperial capital, the Drama Academy, Yu Youwei stood beside the flower platform downstairs of the dormitory, and the green lanterns reflected on Yu Youwei's whole body was green.

...

...

At the corner of the corridor, a waiter suddenly walked out. The waiter looked at the two lingering people in the corridor with a fierce look on his face.

Throw away the tray, quickly pull out a pistol from his waist, and aimed it at Zhao Can.

"Zhao Can! Go and die!"

Zhao Can, who was intoxicated, heard someone behind him telling him to die?

Looking back, the lip gloss.

A waiter pulled out a gun and pointed it at him.

Pull the trigger ruthlessly.

"careful."

cc reacted so quickly that he pushed Zhao Can away with one hand.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three shots.

A cry of pain rang out.

Zhao Can was stunned.

Yu Youwei on the other end of the phone was shocked when she heard the gunshots.

"Hey! Hey! What happened to Acan?" Yu Youwei's horrified voice trembled.

, slowly pick up the phone.

"Someone was shot."

"Who was shot? Acan, are you okay... Woo woo woo woo..."

"I'm fine, I'll tell you later."

Zhao Can hung up the phone, and looked confused.

"Are you okay?" The water stain on your chest.

cc shook his head, his voice trembling: "I'm fine, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, either."

"That's good, I thought you had something to do, wuwu..." cc hugged Zhao Can and cried.

"Hey! So stupid. If you really get shot, will you make me feel guilty for the rest of your life?" Zhao Can's voice was very tough.

cc looked at Zhao Can with a firm look and said seriously: "I...I just don't want you to have something to do."

Zhao Can's heart trembled and hugged him in his arms.

How can you not touch people if you push yourself away from the gun?

, In this way, everything is naturally closer.

This name is erased from the heart.

...

...

After the gunfire sounded, guests in the private rooms on both sides saw a shooting in the corridor and fled in a hurry.

But his shoulders and eyes were looking at the waiter lying in a pool of blood.

The waiter was penetrated with three gun holes and blood flowed out.

The gun on the waiter's hand was still flowing out.

The waiter's eyes were fierce and hated Zhao Can.

"Wang Yiming?"

Although he had only seen this person in the photo, Zhao Can still recognize him at a glance, the fugitive, the son of the former richest man in Jiangning.

Wang Yiming thought that all this was caused by Zhao Can. He could have been free and easy in Jiangning and even Ninghai, and was accompanied by beautiful women in luxury cars every day, but because of Zhao Can, he became a fugitive and had nothing left. This overnight gap from heaven to hell was caused by Zhao Can.

Wang Yiming doesn't kill Zhao Can. It's worth mercy to die.

"Hahaha......"

Wang Yiming just laughed, his laughter was desolate, sad and angry, and unfair.

...

...

"Is it okay?" Yang Yanting, not far away, took the gunman over, walked over, asked Zhao Can, and then looked at the waiter on the ground.

"This is Wang Yiming."

"Oh! Fortunately, Director Yang arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

Director Yang was stunned and glanced at the girl beside Zhao Can, and naturally he thought of Ning Ruan. However, he just glanced at it and didn't ask much about it. After all, how people in the circle like Zhao Can like to play, he couldn't control himself as a small film police officer.

"It's a fake gun, it must have been cheated."

Director Yang picked up the fake gun in Wang Yiming's hand and looked at it: "The bullet is also fake, and the imitation gun is realistic enough."

Wang Yiming sneered, only sneered: "Zhao Can! I, Wang Yiming, won't let you go even if I catch a ghost."

Looking back at the gun I spent 20,000 yuan to buy, it turned out to be a water-storming gun.

And it was bought from the black boss of Jiangning, so he didn't even try the gun?

I regret it!

"Cuffed and brought to the hospital for emergency treatment."

"Wait..." Zhao Can walked up and asked Wang Yiming: "Do you think I harmed you?"

"Isn't it? Ah!"

"Wang Yiming is doing things, God is watching. Have you forgotten what you and your father Wang Jian have done in Jiangning over the years? Do you deserve it? If you do it again, I will expose the bad things you and your father have done in Jiangning. I will not believe that there is no law in this world?"

Yang Yanting waved his hand, and the two subordinates went up and took Wang Yiming to the other end of the corridor.

Wang Yiming didn't say a word from beginning to end, but his eyes were very cold and he stared at Zhao Can.

Zhao Can didn't pay attention to this kind of person. He always felt that what he lost was important, but he never thought that the reason why they were doing the dirty things that they did against their conscience today was the end of them.

Wang Yiming and his son were lawless before Jiangning. They participated in gang fights many times. They had no choice but to compete unfairly, buy murders, and force young women to die.

Yang Yanting: "Acan received a report yesterday that someone wanted to attack you, so we have been secretly protecting you in the past two days, waiting for Wang Yiming to take the bait."

"report?"

"Well... I reported it and said that Wang Yiming had a gun on his hand, so..."

Zhao Can frowned: "Reporting a gun? Then..." Zhao Can seemed to think something was wrong. Since there was a gun, who reported it had a gun?

Zhao Can was very confused. The main reason for his doubts was whether he knew it was a fake gun and deliberately used a knife to kill someone?

Wang Yiming was dragged away and looked at Zhao Can with his eyes tightly. If his eyes could kill people, Zhao Can would have died without a complete body.

Turn around.
To be continued...
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