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Chapter 1881

Just then, a doorbell sounded from the yard.

The servant in charge made a pause gesture and said, "Discussion pause, I'll open the door first and see who is coming."

"Yeah." The chefs nodded reluctantly and continued to study the recipe.

The servant turned around and walked towards the entrance.

During the process, the doorbell kept ringing.

The servant opened the door irritably and asked, "Who?"

I saw a man wearing a black windbreaker standing outside. There was no expression on his face, and even a cold look.

With just one glance, the servant who came to open the door shuddered.

The next second, the man spoke: "Where is your master, madam, the young master?"

He called these people one by one, with a sense of indescribable and unexplained danger.

The servant felt that the man in front of him looked familiar: "Who are you? What is your relationship with our master?"

"My name is Li Jingchen." The man put his hands in the pocket of the windbreaker and said uneasy: "If you want to tell me what does it have to do with your family? It's probably because your family has detained me and I'm going back."

The servant's teeth were trembling, but he didn't know whether it was because of the snow outside or the man in front of him.

"Our master, the old lady and the second young master are not here! If you have something to do, come again the other day!"

After speaking, the servant wanted to close the door.

Li Jingchen instantly made a big stride up the steps and reached out to hold the door that was about to be closed.

The servant shuddered and asked nervously: "Everyone said that my master and the others are not here. What else do you want to do?"

Li Jingchen pressed the door and said coldly: "It doesn't matter if they are not here, I'll just find someone myself."

The servant widened his eyes, as if he seemed more imposing: "Why should I let you in?"

Until a black pistol hit his forehead, the servant was so scared that his legs became weak and he sat back and fell to the ground.

"Is this possible?" Li Jingchen lowered his head and glanced at him, then stepped into the Fu family.

"ah!"

Wherever Li Jingchen went, more and more servants saw the guns in his hand. They were in chaos without the backbone command.

Perhaps Fu Xing's husband was thinking well, and the Fu family was just a group of lambs and could not handle the wolf who suddenly broke in.

One of the servants was about to call the police when they were warned by Li Jingchen with gunshots.

The servant, whose bullet broke the lamp, was smashed by the lamp fragments, suddenly realized that if they resisted, they would die!

After shocking them, Li Jingchen asked them to hold their heads and squat in a row, turn their backs, and don't see anything.

The servants did it tremblely, after all, no one wanted to die.

Immediately afterwards, Li Jingchen looked up at the guest room upstairs.

Just now, he found a window from outside that was nailed to death by wooden boards, completely destroying the beauty of the villa.

In conjunction with An An saying on the phone, Wanwan had not been in touch for a few days, and a thought suddenly broke into Li Jingchen's mind.

Will Wanwan be locked in the room upstairs by them, and then seal the windows with wooden boards to prevent all the possibility of her asking for help from the outside world?

Thinking of this, Li Jingchen's eyes became colder than ice and snow. If he really did this, would the Fu family still be considered human?

But they even dared to lock up An An, let alone be too late!

Can't wait any longer!

Li Jingchen pulled upstairs.

As for the servants of the Fu family, they all hugged their heads and faced the wall, and did not dare to look back.

Li Jingchen came all the way outside the guest room.

He looked down and saw a lock on it, and he immediately understood everything.

Without hesitation, he raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at the door lock, then pulled the trigger, and broke the door lock.

The servants who heard the gunshots hugged their heads tightly with conditioned reflexes, and they were even more afraid to look back.
Chapter completed!
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