There are a lot of things to be done when setting up a new company, and there are still many procedures to be completed. Ling Xuefei is sitting behind the desk and immersed in processing documents. She is very busy. An Yanan is assisting next to her, while Qiqi is lying on the sofa at the side of the office with her butt sticking out.
Go up and watch cartoons happily with an iPad.
Downstairs from Feifan Media, a young man with an old job badge from Dynasty Entertainment on his chest walked in with a smile on his face, carrying several cups of milk tea, and smiled and waved hello to the security guard at the gate.
This young man was wearing jeans and a plaid half-sleeved shirt. He was of medium build and had an ordinary appearance. He was the type who disappears after being thrown into the crowd. He was really too ordinary.
After the young man entered, the curly-haired security guard turned his head in confusion and looked at a lean security guard standing next to him. He pointed his thumb at the young man's back and said: Who is this buddy?
The lean security guard turned his head and glanced, curled his big mouth and said: You can recognize all the people in this building, they must be from the company anyway.
Isn’t that plaid shirt standard for programmers?
We are an entertainment company and we also have programmers?
Who can say for sure? Just stand your ground.
Hey, by the way, do you still remember what that guy looked like just now?
Didn’t you forget this just now? Uh-huh? I can’t seem to remember it either.
This seemingly harmless young man with an ordinary appearance is not an ordinary person. He is also a member of the Night Killer Organization, codenamed Nightmare. He is a genuine silver-level killer. His strength is much weaker than that of the Black and Evil duo.
But being able to enter the dark night itself is proof of strength. Nightmare's strength is not high, but what he is good at is secret infiltration, quietly approaching the target, and killing it with one blow from the most certain position!
At this moment, Guiying appears in Feifan Media, and his goal is already very obvious!
After Weiying walked into the lobby, he walked straight to the elevator. He always had a faint smile on his face, holding milk tea in his left hand. His posture was relaxed and he was strolling around. He really looked like an employee working at Feifan Media.
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There happened to be an elevator on the first floor. After Yiyu pressed the upward button, the elevator door opened. Weiyu took out a mask from his pocket and put it on his face, stepped in, and pressed the button on the top floor.
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The elevator stopped several times along the way, with people coming in and others going out. Weiyi stood in the corner wearing a mask and holding milk tea in both hands, without making a sound or attracting anyone's attention.
Ding~
The elevator reached the top floor, and now there was only one person left in the elevator.
Guiying walked out of the elevator with his head lowered, looked around at the elevator entrance, and then walked to the right, walking slowly and calmly, as if he was taking a walk.
And that direction is Ling Xuefei's office.
Tap tap tap!
Slow footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Soon, Guiying came to the door of Ling Xuefei's office. He reached out and was about to push the door open. At this moment, the door made a slight click.
An Yanan turned her head to look behind her and spoke while pushing open the door. When she turned around, she saw the young man in plaid shirt blocking the door. She was immediately startled. She glared at the young man in plaid shirt complainingly and raised her eyebrows.
Wei Wei asked: Who are you? What are you doing standing here?
Guiying didn't say anything, stretched out his hand and pulled An Yanan roughly, and then stepped into the office in one step.
An Yanan stumbled back a few steps with an ouch, tripped over the vase at the door and fell to the ground.
Ling Xuefei looked up at the door in shock when she heard the sound.
l$0gyi
After Weiying walked into the office, after a quick glance, his eyes locked on Qiqi on the sofa.
After discovering the target, Weiyi's eyes lit up, he tore open the milk tea bag, put his right hand in and took it out, there was a black pistol in his hand, with a silencer on the muzzle, and he flicked the gun.
He aimed his mouth at Qiqi.
At this time, Ling Xuefei happened to look up and saw a scene that broke her heart.
No!!!
Ling Xuefei was stunned for a moment, then her eyes were splitting, and her brain went blank for a moment. She stretched out her hands helplessly and shouted in a miserable voice.
puff!
The dull sound of gunfire rang out.
After Weiyan pointed his gun at Qiqi, he didn't hesitate at all, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he decisively pulled the trigger.
The pistol spit out a tongue of flame, and the bullet spun out at high speed, hitting Qiqi who was still unaware.
don't want!!!
An Yanan also saw this scene and exclaimed.
Time seemed to have stopped. Weiye raised his gun and fired with a fierce look on his face. A trace of bloodthirsty light could even be seen in his eyes. Ling Xuefei stood up from the work chair, her eyes red with fear and her face pale. An Yanan fell down and sat down.
The eyes widened by the wall at the door, Qiqi was still lying on the sofa with her butt sticking out, not knowing that the danger was coming.
But the scene that happened next completely subverted the outlook of several people present.
A milky white light source barrier suddenly appeared around Qiqi's body, shrouding Qiqi inside.
After the bullet hit the barrier, the light source barrier was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, and ripples rippled around the bullet with the bullet as the center.
The seemingly thin barrier actually prevents bullets from crossing the barrier!
Qiqi blinked her big clear eyes and raised her head, just in time to see the bullet stop in front of her. She tilted her little head, and her eyes flashed with light of thought.
The light source barrier flickered for a moment, and the bullet exhausted its strength and fell vertically to the ground, making a crisp sound.
At this time, if the people present were more careful, they could find that the barrier seemed to become a bit darker after blocking the bullets.
Originally, Qiqi was already in a certain death situation, but she was actually saved by this light source barrier that appeared out of thin air.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xuefei's heart finally dropped in her throat, and then she kicked away the chair and stumbled over to Qiqi.
A flash of fire flashed in Guiying's eyes, and he immediately put away his gun, and a dark claw knife with a cold light appeared in his hand as if by magic.
With Weiye's eyesight and knowledge, he reacted almost instantly. This child must have a protective magic weapon, and it is also passively triggered. The response speed is extremely fast and the defense is strong enough. A shot at such a close range can do it.
If you can guard against it, carrying this kind of treasure is equivalent to having an extra life. This is of extraordinary significance to a killer who spends a long time licking blood on the tip of a knife!
After thinking about this, Weiyi's idea changed. Not only did he want to complete the task, but he also wanted to get the baby's treasure!
Sister Feifei, take Qiqi and run away!
An Yanan screamed, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He actually got up from the ground, raised the large vase next to him, and threw himself at Weiyi from behind.
Whoosh!
The nightmare suddenly turned around and kicked An Yanan in the stomach as fast as lightning.
Although Weiying is not known for his strength, compared with the more advanced killers in the organization, if he is facing ordinary people, Weiying is definitely a master. He kicked An Yanan down with one kick.
It flew out and hit the wall hard.
An Yanan vomited a mouthful of blood, and her breath suddenly became weak. The vase hit the wall above her head and broke into pieces. The debris fell and cut several cuts on An Yanan's face and arms.
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After kicking An Yanan away, Nightmare did not attack her again. A qualified killer always puts his target first.