"Um"

Fang Yuanshan, who snorted, slowly opened his eyes from the bed. He forgot to pull the curtains last night. The strong light outside was printed in from the window. The golden sunlight covered the entire bed sheet, revealing vitality, and it was another sunny day.

I jumped up from the bed with my upper body, walked to the window and took a look. There were more tourists on the beach outside, and the yachts on the sea were also leisurely swimming and rafting. Everything looked so beautiful.

After looking at the window for a while, he turned around and prepared to go to the bathroom to clean up. At this moment, the strong throbbing that had not appeared for a long time appeared again. The suffocation feeling of heart being tightly held by big hands and almost breathless made Fang Yuanshan's face pale in an instant.

The moment the suffocation feeling just appeared, Fang Yuanshan forced his way forward and slapped his body to the floor in front of him.

"puff"

The bullet flew through the glass to the back of Fang Yuanshan's head. As he forcibly changed his pace, the bullet still slashed through his right cheek, bringing out a deep blood groove.

With a "bang", the wall lamp on the opposite wall was smashed by bullets. Fang Yuanshan, who fell to the ground, didn't care about the blood flow on his face. He turned over and hid under the bed, and his chest was violently shaking. The terror between life and death made Fang Yuanshan's mind blank, and his legs trembled violently after he turned into the bed.

“Huhuhu…Huhuhu…”

After his brain came back from the downtime, the feeling of powerlessness after his heart was tightly squeezed from his limbs and lay under the bed for ten minutes. He raised his hand and touched his cheeks after he was still there.

"Hahahaha"

"Okay, it's so good..."

"Hahaha......"

"You guys...you guys..."

"I am a squid horse, someone on my side doesn't get angry. Do you think I am a squid?"

"The grass-mud horse..."

Fang Yuanshan tightened his fists and smashed the floor beside him hard. With a "bang", the floor was smashed into pieces by his huge force. Then he raised his hand and lifted the solid wood bed above his head and flew out.

There is no need to ask the killer, he must have escaped far away. This shot came from the sea. Due to the angle issue, the killer no longer had the chance to fire the second shot after this shot.

"Arnold Rock"

Fang Yuanshan roared a lion, and Lock downstairs rushed up like the wind, and a "bang". Arnold kicked open the solid wood door with a hinge. When he saw the situation in the room, his face was suddenly full of darkness.

Lock immediately walked to the windowsill to check the bullet holes. After careful comparison, he rushed out of the room like a flying flew. The downstairs were already in chaos. Yuan Gaoyang and Jonson rushed up at this time. When they knew what had happened, they all changed their colors.

"Boss, go. Go and treat the wound first."

"Haha, let me hurt for a while."

“Boss…”

"You go and investigate the origin and background of the killer for me. I need to know the information of his ancestors and eighteen generations within an hour."

"Yes, boss!"

"Damn it, Labor and Capital wants to make some 'small money' safely. Even if you don't bother with Labor and Capital, I'm too lazy to care about who you are going to harm, but you insist on trying to provoke me. Then don't blame someone on my side for being vicious in doing things."

He stood up on the floor, walked to the cloakroom to change his clothes, looked at the injuries on his face in front of the mirror, and the bullet straightened from under the earlobe, and inserted his cheekbones, bringing out a half-centimeter-deep blood groove. As long as he went down a little further, half of his cheek would be smashed.

But even so, the scar is very scary, with blood still gushing on it. The shirt and suit that Fang Yuanshan had just put on was dyed red after a while.

Looking at the blood on his face, the little bit of good mood that had just woken up in the morning had disappeared without a trace. At this time, Fang Yuanshan's eyes were red. There was anger, resentment, and burning flames. The flames made Fang Yuanshan's face flush!

"Bang"

Another punch hit the mirror in front of him. Looking at the deformed face in the mirror, gritting his teeth and saying, "You didn't kill me, I'm unlucky. Let you learn about someone's methods. I hope you can hold on."

I found a towel in the bathroom and wiped the blood on my face. Then I walked downstairs. Lance's fingers were flying on the keyboard, and Jonson also made a move. Locke was contacting the headquarters for technical support. Arnold and Yuan Gaoyang were gone, and he probably went out to track the killer.

Gwendolin and the others also felt that the atmosphere at home was wrong, and stood by the kitchen and was silent. Finally, Bauman came over and lowered his head slightly and said, "Sir, do you want to call a doctor for you?"

"No. Let Shirley and the others bring the breakfast."

He walked to the dining table and sat down. Gwendolin, who had already walked over with a platter, and gently placed it on the table next to him. After the lid was opened, he placed breakfast in front of him, and then he retreated without making any sound.

"Tick"

Fang Yuanshan was drinking porridge, a drop of blood fell on his cheeks on the porridge, and he held the corner of his mouth upwards, and the spoon in his hand was scooped up. The faint smell of blood mixed with the porridge was swallowed into his stomach by Fang Yuanshan, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

After breakfast, he sat at the dining table for a while before walking upstairs. He didn't go anywhere, just sat quietly in the living room upstairs, waiting for the result of Lance.

For some reason, Fang Yuanshan was sitting in the living room, and he still felt irritable and restless. There was always a kind of depression that a storm was about to come. His feeling would never go wrong, and this feeling helped him through many opportunities to kill.

"Is there a second wave of attacks?"

"Isn't it? I can't sit here anymore."

Thinking of Fang Yuanshan here, he sat up with a "huh". The urgency made Fang Yuanshan rush downstairs like flying. Lance downstairs was still pounding on the computer quickly. Fang Yuanshan walked up and shouted: "Hurry up, bring everything with you and leave this villa quickly."
Chapter completed!