"Woo--" After Ye Fan listened to the call, he quickly got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to Xishan Cinema 30 kilometers away.
Half an hour ago, Tang Qiqi and Feng Miimi filmed a midnight murder video. A villain shot and killed Tang Qiqi, and then blamed Feng Mimi.
When the male villain laughed and pointed a gun at Tang Qiqi's head, Tang Qiqi suddenly felt pain in her chest and she squatted down uncontrollably.
Bullets erupted from the muzzle of the gun and grazed Tang Qiqi's head, injuring the waist of Feng Mimi who was preparing to come on stage.
Feng Mimi collapsed on the spot. At that time, everyone thought she was joking. Later, when they saw her waist bleeding, they realized that she had really been shot.
Feng Mimi's injury was not serious and his life was not in danger, but he was so frightened that he could not move even though he was covering his wound. He did not respond no matter how he shouted.
Tang Qiqi was also so frightened that her whole body trembled.
The gun was fired at her head. If the bullet had been fired at that time, she would probably have been turned into a corpse.
The thin line between life and death left her with lingering fears.
Then, she called Ye Fan immediately, hoping that Ye Fan could come and take her home.
Ye Fan could feel that she was frightened, so he rushed to Xishan Cinema to pick up Tang Qiqi... At this moment, in Xishan Cinema, Ming and Qing Street, Tang Qiqi was sitting on a small stool, taking a swig of pure water.
After calling Ye Fan, her mood improved a little. She was so scared that she couldn't even open the lid.
The police have intervened, the villain artist has been controlled, and the rest of the people have been left behind, waiting to take statements one by one.
"Qiqi, you are so lucky to squat down in time."
"Yes, otherwise you would be doomed now."
"It's really strange. How can a prop gun have bullets?"
"Is there someone who wants to attack you, Qiqi?
But you’re not a big star, so you can’t threaten other people’s interests.”
There were several little sisters who were close friends gathered next to her, all talking about what had just happened, and lamenting that Tang Qiqi was really lucky.
Even if it were one second late, Tang Qiqi would have been shot in the head.
Tang Qiqi smiled kindly, and then looked at the crowd. Director Lei and several senior executives were surrounding Feng Mimi, saying something with concerned expressions.
Medical staff also treated her wounds.
It's just that Feng Mimi remained motionless, didn't speak, didn't make a fuss, her eyes were dull, and she didn't even seem to feel pain.
Tang Qiqi felt a little worried.
She didn't know how Feng Mimi became like this.
Suddenly, she remembered what Ye Fan said in the afternoon, she was startled, and took out the sachet in her arms to check.
It was okay not to look at it, but when she looked at it, she subconsciously screamed, and then she covered her mouth tightly.
She discovered that half of the orange amulet at dusk had turned into ashes, as if it had endured something for her.
Tang Qiqi was shocked: "How could this happen?
how so?"
She wanted to stuff the amulet back, but a gust of wind blew by, the ashes flew away, and half of the rune was left incomplete.
"Power, power!"
At this time, a richly dressed lady came hurriedly with several female companions. She rushed to Feng Mimi's side with an anxious expression and kept shouting.
Upon seeing this, Director Lei and others hurriedly stood up to greet her, calling Mrs. Feng one after another.
"Feng Mimi's mother is here. I heard that she is the CEO of a real estate company and participated in the development of Xishan villas. She is very rich."
"Her father seems to be very powerful. He seems to be the president of the Kuncheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, which owns dozens of pharmacies and clinics."
"They seem to be worth billions. Feng Mimi is an artist just for fun. Who would have thought that something like this happened today..." Several little sisters started gossiping softly again, with envy and jealousy in their eyes, thinking about how lucky they are to have such a family background.
While talking, Mrs. Feng and the others scolded Director Lei and the others, just like a grandpa scolding his grandson.
Director Lei nodded to Tang Qiqi while explaining something.
"Qiqi, the situation doesn't seem to be good."
"Yes, Director Lei seems to be putting the blame on you."
"Qiqi, go to the room at the end and find the police. I'm worried that Mrs. Feng will be angry with you."
Several little sisters became alert and whispered to Tang Qiqi.
Tang Qiqi was slightly startled: "Put the blame on me?
It's not my business?"
"Dede, get-" Soon, Mrs. Feng pushed away Director Lei and the others, and came over with several female companions and bodyguards.
"Are you Tang Qiqi?"
Arriving in front of Tang Qiqi, she shouted sharply: "Really?"
Tang Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then stood up and politely replied: "Hello, aunt, I am Tang Qiqi."
"Bitch——" Mrs. Feng slapped Tang Qiqi without saying a word.
"Pa—" Tang Qiqi was caught off guard and screamed miserably as she was hit by the opponent. She staggered and almost fell down.
She covered her pretty face and shouted, "Why did you hit someone?"
"Pa—" Mrs. Feng slapped Tang Qiqi again, causing her hair to become disheveled.
Tang Qiqi took a step back and shouted angrily: "Auntie, why did you hit me?"
Director Lei and others rushed to break up the fight: "Madam, calm down, calm down..." "Shut up and get out of here!"
Mrs. Feng roughly pushed Director Lei and the others away, still staring fiercely at Tang Qiqi and shouted: "Why do I hit you?"
"You little bitch, it was you who caused my daughter to be shot."
"I already know what happened. If you hadn't squatted down, I would have shot you."
"But you crouched down and dodged, leaving my daughter to take your shot."
"You scared my daughter like this, shouldn't I hit you?"
While Mrs. Feng was speaking aggressively, she slapped Tang Qiqi again.
"Pa--" Tang Qiqi was prepared this time, grabbed the other person's hand and shouted: "The bullet is not mine, and the gun was not fired by me, so why should you say I am wrong?"
She argued: "Am I just going to have to stand there and let the bullet blow off my head?"
"I'm very sad about the power thing, but it has nothing to do with me."
"No matter how bad you are, you have to be reasonable and don't take it out on me."
Tang Qiqi tried to reason with Mrs. Feng.
"Yes, you should stand."
"You were wrong for avoiding it!"
The male artist who fired the gun was imprisoned in the police station, and Mrs. Feng could only vent her anger on Tang Qiqi: "You were the one who killed my daughter."
"You shouldn't have squatted down. You have a cheap life and you are not qualified to compare with our power."
"Blocking the gun for my daughter is a blessing you have earned in eight lifetimes!"
"If you don't understand dignity, I will take care of you for your parents."
Mrs. Feng raised her other hand.
Tang Qiqi hurriedly stretched out her right hand to grab it.
Mrs. Feng winked, and the two female companions stepped forward to grab Tang Qiqi and twisted her hands.
Another female companion kicked Tang Qiqi in the abdomen.
Tang Qiqi groaned in pain.
"You still dare to block it?"
"You dare to fight back?"
"Papa papa -" Mrs. Feng raised her palm and hit Tang Qiqi from left to right, causing her cheeks to swell and her mouth to bleed.
To be continued...