My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 737 Dear_1
Then came the gunfire, lots of gunfire, merging into a series of alarming sounds, including the sound of air being split, bullets hitting hard objects, glass shattering, but the situation of the injured was not visible.
Mostly, the gunfight was concentrated outside the villa, with sporadic incidents in the garden.
She couldn’t manage what was happening outside, the most important thing was within the villa. Ye Lu tried to calm her mind, scanning the screen, her eyes lit up, pointing at a window.
"This, it is the surveillance camera closest to the basement entrance, we need to focus on this. If anyone shows up here, it could mean danger for us."
Ye Yuan nodded.
Of course, Ye Lu didn’t want those enemies to break into the villa. Not only would that mean they were in danger, but also that Ling Yan and his team outside were in danger.
Who in the world are these people, so audacious, who are they trying to get to?
Theoretically, it should be Old Sir Ling, but he is also not here, could it be that the other side didn’t even make that clear, could they have launched a surprise attack against Ling Yan?
It doesn’t seem so. If they were targeting Ling Yan, they should choose when Ling Yan leaves, even this villa has more guards.
And it’s even more impossible for Ling Xiu, who isn’t involved in the political scene. It couldn’t be that he had offended someone to the point where they would come to his home to kill him.
"They’re here." Ye Yuan’s young voice suddenly tensed.
Ye Lu rushed over, indeed seeing a figure sneaking into the villa, looking around. It seemed they knew they had a basement and were looking for the entrance.
She was startled, damn it, they really had broken into the villa. This team was too ferocious, so brazen on other people’s territory.
"Are First Young Master and Second Young Master in trouble?" Qingchi suddenly paled.
"I don’t know, we can’t worry about them right now, we can hardly save ourselves."
Ye Lu bit her lip, gripping the gun. Better to die trying than do nothing. Now there was only her who could barely hold up the scene.
She took a deep breath, turning to look at them calmly.
"Quick, you all find a place to hide. If someone really breaks in later and I don’t shoot them, you should squat on the ground, surrender with your hands up, just don’t resist."
"Mommy, is someone trying to kill us?" the little girl pouted.
"Who knows, just hide."
Everyone was very clear about the current situation, which was of no help to Ye Lu, only adding trouble, so they all hid quickly.
Ye Lu saw a black figure appear on the camera near the entrance, with a mask and a black night suit, holding a gun, a very professional and cold-blooded look.
Her heart thumped more, hiding at the corner under the stairs to the entrance, her hand holding the gun faintly trembling.
With a bang, the basement door was kicked open.
Then, thump, thump, thump, something was coming down the stairs.
Ye Lu’s heart tightened, she immediately fired recklessly towards the exit, she didn’t care about accuracy, nor whether she hit it or not, as she wasn’t a professional gunman nor did she understand gunplay. To hit was to win, to miss was just bad luck.
She fired an unknown number of shots in succession, the thumping object rolled down, fell at her feet.
Ye Lu was shocked, it was a chair.
Damn it, it was a decoy.
"Mommy, be careful." Ye Yuan screamed.
But she woke up too late. In a flash, a figure had already landed next to her, her hand holding the gun was abruptly gripped and the gun fell to the ground.
And her neck was already gripped by a man’s pale hand, with a thin layer of callouses.
"Dear, don’t move." His voice came from the low, mysterious depths of the shadows, tinged with a unique magnetism, cold and arrogant, belonging to Third Young Master Jun.
End of today’s update
