Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 242, hostages (two more)

"Hey, it's so lively here, am I late?" A crisp and cheerful laughter came from the door behind him, as if it instantly broke the tense and **** atmosphere in the garden. The guard at the door put down the gun only after seeing it clearly, and even took the initiative to open the door for her.

Leng Sa changed out of the clothes she had previously changed for convenience, and she was still wearing the knee-length dress she wore when she attended the birthday banquet. Behind him was Xia Wei'an, who was wearing glasses and a well-dressed suit.

Fu Fengcheng looked back at her, and after scrutinizing her carefully, he said, "It's not too late, it's just in time. Didn't you scare Mrs. just now?"

Leng Sa blinked, "Fortunately, I accidentally slept and didn't hear anything. It's just... in the front hall... a lot of people seem to have died. Did something happen?"

His eyes moved slowly from Hong Tianci, who looked like a dead heart, to Shang Feiyun and Long Boyun. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You two, what's the matter?"

Long Boyun smiled bitterly, "I've eaten my stomach."

"Be careful in the future, don't eat anything indiscriminately." Leng Sa said with concern.

Long Boyun nodded, "Young Madam is right."

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and pulled Leng Sa to his side, opened her right hand, looked at it, and held it again.

Leng Sa was relieved to see that he didn't appear to be injured. Sometimes in this kind of melee, it's really not easy even with perfect preparation. Leaning over to Fu Fengcheng's side, he asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "It's alright."

The gunfire gradually subsided, Fu Fengcheng glanced at everyone in the garden and said, "Let's go."

It's almost 11:30 p.m., and it sounds like half an hour has passed, but to the people who are in it, it seems like a long night has passed.

Leng Sa turned the wheelchair and pushed Fu Fengcheng to the back door of the hotel behind him. Others followed. The most embarrassed Hong Tianci was held in his hands. This was his former bodyguard's help to his former boss when he saw that he was really unable to walk.

Just walking into the hotel lobby, the situation makes people a little unhappy.

There are three handsome men with different looks and temperament sitting beside the sofa for guests to rest in one corner of the magnificent lobby.

Changxiu Wei is wearing a plain long robe and drinking tea with a simple and elegant blue and white tea cup.

Long Yue was wearing a uniform, with a tall figure and a handsome face. His long legs in long leather boots were lying on the ground. Full.

Xiao Yiran sat on the other side with a gloomy face, looking at this for a while and that for a while.

A large circle of people with live ammunition surrounded them, but these guns were not aimed at them, but at two middle-aged men not far from them.

And these two middle-aged men are holding a thin-faced, gray-haired old man in their hands.

"What's the matter?" Fu Fengcheng said coldly.

Chairman Wei looked sideways at the person who came in from the back hall, raised his eyebrows and said, "Looks like it's done?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "It seems that you have made a mistake."

"..." The faces of the three people who made the mistake were a little unsightly, and Changxiu said indifferently: "None of them escaped, it's not a mistake." It was just that a hostage was accidentally caught, if you ignore this If the hostages are alive and dead, tonight's action is still perfect.

"You can kill those who can't escape now." Long Yue said.

Xiao Yiran hurriedly said: "It's not good, this..." Glancing at the poor old gentleman who was kidnapped, "This is..."

"Teacher." Fu Fengcheng looked at the old man who was being held hostage, and nodded respectfully.

The old man was unable to move with a gun pressed against his neck, so he could only nod at him with some difficulty.

Xiao Yiran added with a horrific expression, "Fu Dashao's enlightenment teacher when he was a child, the former professor of the history department of Yongcheng University, and a famous domestic expert on the history of war."

"..." Wei Changxiu and Long Yue looked at each other, isn't this a coincidence?

Leng Sa dragged Fu Fengcheng to the opposite side of the two hostages, Fu Fengcheng looked at them indifferently, "What do you want?"

"Let Hong Tianci go, let us go." A middle-aged man said solemnly.

Fu Fengcheng tilted his head and seemed to be thinking, another middle-aged man impatiently tapped the old man's neck with the muzzle and sneered, "The teacher is so cute, it seems that Master Fu doesn't care that much about the old man. , what a sanctimonious hypocrite!"

"..." Leng Sa was shocked, these people actually thought that Fu Fengcheng was a gentleman? What gave them this illusion?

Fu Fengcheng quickly considered it clearly, nodded and said, "Yes."

"..." The promise was too straightforward, I don't know if I should believe it or not.

The suspicion and vigilance in the eyes of the two gangsters staring at Fu Fengcheng became stronger, but Fu Fengcheng didn't care what they thought, and waved to the person who was carrying Hong Tianci.

The young bodyguard happily threw Hong Tianci in front of the two, only to hear a dull sound followed by a groan from Hong Tianci.

Leng Sa clearly heard that Hong Tianci's leg bone was broken.

Many people in the garden just now couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the bodyguard. This is your former boss. Even if you are against the water, you can't turn around so quickly and don't recognize him.

The bodyguard explained, "I didn't mean to."

A gangster leaned over to pull Hong Tianci, only to hear Hong Tianci grunt in pain. An elderly man had just broken a shoulder bone, and now has a broken leg bone, apparently unable to walk independently. It's okay to say that two people are holding a hostage, but it is too difficult to evacuate with a wounded person.

"Let all of your people back away, back away!"

Fu Fengcheng nodded, motioning everyone around him to push away.

Leng Sa looked down at Fu Fengcheng and indicated with her eyes whether she needed help. Fu Fengcheng shook his head slightly, his expression flat, "You can go, the car is outside."

Wei Changxiu and Long Yue raised their eyebrows slightly when they heard the words, but neither spoke out against Fu Fengcheng's behavior of letting the tiger return to the mountain.

"Wait." A kidnapper suddenly thought of something and said solemnly.

Everyone looked at him, he pointed his gun at Leng Sa who was standing beside Fu Fengcheng and said, "Let her come over and replace him."

The old man in his hand is in his twenties, and he might die accidentally. What's more, who still pays attention to the relatives and teachers of heaven and earth these days? Where is it important for a teacher to have a wife?

This is just an enlightenment teacher. Fu Fengcheng went abroad at the age of nine. How deep is his affection for him?

"Me?" Leng Sa blinked.

What is this? People sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky?

Fu Yucheng couldn't help but widened his eyes and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything but slowly closed it again.

Long Yue glanced at Leng Sa with interest, and let out an unintelligible laugh. The figure that was still leaning on the sofa had already sat up and seemed to be suddenly refreshed.

"You guys better be careful, I heard that Mrs. Fu Shao's skills are good." Hong Tianci reminded in a hoarse voice, but even so he didn't realize that the gunman who made his teeth itch tonight was Leng in front of him. Sa.

The two gangsters sneered in disapproval, how good can they be with good skills? In their opinion, a woman is at most the level of Shang Feiyun, but what is Shang Feiyun's background, and what is the background of the eldest wife of the Fu family?

Leng Sa sighed helplessly, saying that the play of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is a good thing to play occasionally.

"I'm here, you let them go." Leng Sa said.

Everyone looked at Fu Fengcheng. Fu Fengcheng didn't speak or look at Leng Sa, and he looked indifferent and didn't seem to care.

Xiao Yiran giggled and said, "It seems that Young Master Fu doesn't care much about Young Madam? Don't you make a loss-making business."

The gangster who made this request before was also a little hesitant. Fu Fengcheng's appearance was not like the news they had received and how good his relationship with his wife was.

Is their news wrong or... Fu Fengcheng pretends not to care?

Leng Sa stood aside and looked impatiently at their hesitant appearance, "Will you change?"

"Change! Come here!" Soon the gangsters made up their minds, at least Mrs. Fu's eldest young lady seemed much more valuable than an enlightened teacher.

The old man with the gun on his neck turned his head to look at Leng Sa with some difficulty, "No need to...the old man is so old..."

"It's just because your husband is old, these things should be left to us young people to do." Leng Sa interrupted the other party's words with a smile, and walked over.

"Be quiet and don't act rashly." The gangster warned Leng Sa sharply at gunpoint.

Leng Sa shrugged and raised his hands to indicate that he was absolutely safe without weapons.

Grabbing Leng Sa, the two gangsters breathed a sigh of relief, and then rudely pushed the old man out. Leng Sa reminded: "Be polite to the elderly."

"Shut up!" the gangster said irritably.

One pushes Leng Sa and prepares to go out, and one leans over to Lahong Tianci.

Leng Sa personally thinks that this is not a good idea. Their best choice should be to kill Hong Tianci directly, and then two people hold her out together, the possibility of safety will be much higher.

At the same time that the man leaned over to pull Hong Tianci, the opposite Fu Fengcheng suddenly pulled out his gun and hit the man with a single blow. At the same time, Leng Sa, who was being led obediently in front, suddenly slanted, and the muzzle slipped from her neck.

"You are cheating!" The man roared, reacting very quickly and grabbing Leng Sa. Leng Sa raised his foot and kicked back accurately on his knee. The man took a step back uncontrollably, but the arm holding the gun was grasped by the person in front of him. The arm was twisted forcefully. The clicking sound was so clear that it made people feel like their bones hurt.

The man fell to the ground with a howl, stepping on his arm with one foot, followed by another whimper.

Leng Sa is wearing a dress tonight with a pair of silver and white high heels.

The slender heel is definitely a weapon, the feeling of stepping on your arm... oh, it hurts!

Leng Sa looked around at the onlookers staring at him, and apologetically pulled the messy shawl on his shoulders to maintain his image as a famous lady, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"..." Is this the standard for the Fu family to marry a daughter-in-law? The former fiancee of Young Master Fu, who once defeated the First Young Lady, is now a powerful character of the Fourth Young Lady?