Chapter 1317 Why Does He Need My Protection?

Yue Tingfeng came back early and told Yan Qingsi that he had stopped Ye Shaoguang and Ji Mianmian and asked them to go out to eat instead of coming over.

The three of them sat down to eat, and Yan Qingsi asked him: "Did you ask someone to unclog the sewer?"

"No, what happened? Could it be that someone..."

Yan Qingsi nodded: "Yes, they came right after you left."

Yue Tingfeng said to Su Zhan with disdain: "It's all your fault. I really don't know what kind of trouble you caused. I really want to pack you up and throw you out. I don't believe that without us, you, a cat with nine lives, can still die."

Su Zhan took a bite of the bun: "Cats have nine lives, but what if I have used up eight lives?"

"That's because you are stupid. Who told you to use up so early?"

Listening to the two bickering, Yan Qingsi felt that the meal was quite fragrant.

After breakfast, Yan Qingsi said to Yue Tingfeng: "You pack up here today. If someone wants to search the room, you can stop them."

Yue Tingfeng disagreed: "No, if there is danger outside, I have to protect you. Besides, he doesn't need me to stop him. If someone comes, he will kill them in a minute. I will hinder him here."

Su Zhan said: "I can stay here by myself. You can go."

"See that he said so. I stay here to protect you, not him."

Yan Qingsi spread her hands: "Okay, then... you can only wish you the best."

Su Zhan nodded.

Although Yan Qingsi was worried, she still took Ji Mianmian and the others to the set.

Su Zhan stayed in the room alone. He picked up Yan Qingsi's script and started reading it.

After reading it for about half an hour, Su Zhan heard footsteps at the door. Then, someone knocked on the door. He didn't move and calmly turned another page.

Then, he heard the sound of the door lock being pried open.

Su Zhan put the script down, sighed and stood up. Sure enough, someone just didn't want him to have a good rest.

The script of the drama filmed by Yan Qingsi was good. He was watching it enthusiastically and didn't want to be disturbed.

Su Zhan picked up the chopsticks used by Yan Qingsi on the table.

Soon the door was opened from the front and two people walked in.

"No one."

"Is it not here?"

"Search quickly, no one, leave quickly."

The shoulders of the two were patted separately, and Su Zhan's voice sounded from behind: "Are you looking for me?"

The two turned their heads quickly and saw Su Zhan, as if they saw a ghost: "You..."

Just after uttering a word, the voice stopped abruptly. The two did not see how Su Zhan made a move, and the chopsticks had already pierced into their mouths and drilled out from the back of their heads.

Su Zhan slowly let go, and the bodies of the two fell down, with incredible expressions on their faces.

He took out the wet wipes on the table and wiped his hands, "Sorry, you may not be able to leave."

Then he closed the door, sat down again, picked up the script and continued to read.

The two bodies in the room slowly became stiff.

After looking at a few more pictures, he turned his head and saw that someone had thrown a few pills into the room under the door. These pills would evaporate automatically and melt into the air when exposed to the air. If inhaled for more than 10 minutes, one would fall into a coma.

Su Zhan shook his head. Why bother? If he didn't respond to someone who was so eager to die, wouldn't it be too disrespectful?

Su Zhan glanced at the table and picked up the stainless steel fork that Yan Qingsi used to eat fruit on the table. He walked to the door and landed silently, like a cat, and suddenly... pulled the door open and dragged the person outside who was trying to release the drug into the room in.