His eyes fell on the pile of fine sand on the ground again.

Someone came in! Lou Ye subconsciously thought.

"What's wrong with you? Lou Ye?" Sun Xiaoran asked.

Lou Ye put his finger on his lips and made a "shush" gesture to Sun Xiaoran.

Sun Xiaoran immediately shut up and covered his mouth with one hand unconsciously.

Lou Ye glanced at Sun Xiaoran, then took out his pistol, loaded it, flew out, then quickly got up and chased after him...

At this moment, Lou Ye and Sun Xiaoran had already run to the corner of the stairs.

Feng Yuying immediately pointed the muzzle at Sun Xiaoran, and then pulled the trigger one by one.

Lou Ye quickly protected Sun Xiaoran with his body, quickly hid against the wall, and rolled down the stairs with her...

At the entrance of the first floor stairs, Lou Ye quickly pulled Sun Xiaoran to the wall, protected her behind her, and then used the wall as a cover and kept shooting at the corridor.

Sun Xiaoran stood behind Lou Ye tremblingly, his eyes full of fear...

She knew that this must have been instructed by Mu Fan!

This Mu Fan is really too much!!!

"It's Feng Heying, my father's killers, they won't hurt me. I'll cover you up, run out quickly and run to the woods behind..." Lou Ye said while keeping guns.

Already lit, the white mist cartridge of shot put size quickly rolled down the stairs.

After one second, it exploded silently.

The entire living room was quickly covered by smoke.

At Lou Ye, Sun Xiaoran quickly covered his mouth and nose, but to no avail.

The next second, the two of them fainted completely...

Feng Yuying, who had already taken anti-smoking drugs in advance, quickly went downstairs. After facing each other, the two of them quickly walked to Lou Ye and Sun Xiaoran.

"Take your son out first. It's bad for your brain if you smell it for a long time!" Feng ordered Ying.

Ying nodded, bent down quickly, and directly picked up Lou Ye and walked away quickly.

Feng stood there, looking at Sun Xiaoran who was fainting, with a fearful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

A touch of murderous aura poured down his eyes.

Looking at the exquisite black pistol in his hand, Feng's mouth raised lightly and pointed the cold muzzle at Sun Xiaoran's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!