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Chen Yan felt an evil fire rising from his lower abdomen. He turned his head and was about to give the order to drive the person out.
"Snapped!"
A bodyguard in black appeared out of nowhere and knocked down the microphone that was questioning the reporter.
Before the reporter could reprimand him, the bodyguard made a neat grab and pushed the person to the ground.
"Occupying the rescue channel and affecting the rescue. You are under arrest."
As these words fell without any fluctuations, a silver handcuff cuffed the reporter's wrist.
The whole process was completed in one go and was so smooth that all the people carrying long guns and short cannons were stunned.
After a while, the photographer who came with the reporter realized what he was doing and asked sternly: "Why do you torture people! Do you think you are a policeman?"
The bodyguard in black raised his head, his face wearing sunglasses made it difficult to see his expression, but he could feel his impressive aura just from his angular jaw.
Being stared at by such a man, the photographer, who had been confident just now, suddenly trembled with weakness.
The scene was completely quiet.
"Ta, ta"
It was only then that everyone heard footsteps approaching from behind.
"Are all the police in China vegetarian?" The man's low and sarcastic voice sounded, "If that's the case, then I, Shen Yan, should be more careful. Send these people who are spreading rumors and causing trouble and affecting rescue operations to the police. Let¡¯s go to the bureau.¡±
Shen Yan? !
Hearing this name, Chen Yan¡¯s back tensed up instantly and he looked up.
At the same time, the reporters and photographers gathered in the front also turned around following the sound.
The man is tall, has long legs, and has a delicate face, but his eyebrows are very sharp.
Wherever you look, you can feel breathless and cold.
The man slowly walked up to the reporter, who was half-kneeling on the ground unable to move with his hands cuffed, and took the business card that the bodyguard took out of his front pocket.
"Zheng Duqi?" He read it again lightly, "Very good, I remember it."
The reporter named Zheng Duqi immediately trembled.
¡°I don¡¯t know why, but it was an ordinary sentence, but it was more terrifying than any threat he had heard before.
Shen Yan glanced at him with disgust, turned away, scanned the others, and said coldly again: "Take care of everything."
"Yes!" the bodyguard responded neatly.
Before anyone present could react, a large number of bodyguards in black suddenly appeared in front of them.
Before they could differentiate and struggle, all of them, like Zheng Duqi, had their hands behind their backs and were handcuffed.
Seeing that order had been restored to the scene, Chen Yan was extremely grateful.
"Thank you, Mr. Shen!"
Who knows that Shen Yan turned his head coldly and glanced at him indifferently: "Are Fu Sichen's men so useless?"
Chen Yan froze with a smile on his face.
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"Rong Rong"
Tang Xin called out again.
With no water for twenty-four hours, her throat was dry and sore, and she was completely mute.
There was still darkness in front of me, and the surrounding area was still so quiet that no sound could be heard.
Song Qinrong has ignored her for a long, long time.
It was as if she was the only one left in the world.
Tang Xin was filled with despair. If this continues, she might go completely crazy.
"Rongrong, are you awake?"
She tried her best to call out.
After a while, the familiar calm voice finally came from above the head.
"Um."
"Rong Rong!" Tang Xin burst into tears with excitement, "You finally woke up! I was so scared, I thought you just fell asleep like this"
It seemed that he wanted to reassure her. In the darkness, Song Qinrong laughed softly: "How could it be?"
Tang Xin said "Hmm": "Rongrong, then, how about we chat for a while? It's really scary not to talk like this I'm going crazy."
After I don¡¯t know how many breaths passed, a soft voice from the girl came from above my head: ¡°Okay.¡±
Tang Xin's throat was actually very sore, but she was lying down after all, so she didn't consume much energy.
The wound on the leg seemed to have been simply treated. Although he still couldn't move, under this situation, the overall condition was considered to be very good.
?She licked her chapped lips: "Rongrong, are you on the second floor? Is there something pressing on you? Does it hurt?"
Song Qinrong still replied quietly and slowly: "It doesn't hurt."
Tang Xin smiled: "That's good! I seem to be pretty lucky and I didn't get hit by anything.
There is quite a lot of space where you can lie down, and you can even sit up sometimes.
Where are you? Is the space large enough for you to move around? "
After saying this, there was no sound from above again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com