Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1956 Unresolved Remnants?

Lang Mochen, who was in a light sleep, opened his eyes almost instantly.

The assassination happened just this morning, which had to make him tense up.

He sat up from the sofa quickly, staring at the direction of the door... Could it be that there are still people who have not been cleaned up?

Thinking of this possibility, Lang Mochen's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he walked directly to the desk, took out a miniature pistol from the position under the desk, and approached the door of the room calmly.

With his back pressed against the door panel, his ears opened up a few degrees, and the sound of cautious footsteps outside was so clear.

With a click, the pistol was loaded, and Lang Mochen held up the phone and aimed it in the direction of the door.

Clap, the door lock of the study was pushed open from the outside, and a hand sneaked in——

In the blink of an eye, Lang Mochen opened the door with a bang, and pulled the pistol when the other party was unsuspecting.

The person hiding behind the door widened his eyes in shock.

At the same time, Lang Mochen saw the face of the incoming person clearly, his breathing was stagnant, and his reaction speed was faster than instinct, he insisted on shifting the position of the gun by a few millimeters.

This is a silenced pistol, without any sound, let alone any fireworks.

If the glass of the famous painting on the wall was not smashed and fell to the floor, it would be suspicious that this is just a fake pistol.

In just two seconds, Lang Mochen's heartbeat had accelerated to the fastest speed, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat. He dropped the pistol and hugged Jin Kaka, who was sluggish like a stone, tightly in his arms.

His heavy breathing was in her ear, real agitation, it was all the lingering fear in her heart!
As soon as he spoke, Lang Mochen's voice even carried a bit of accusatory anger.

"What do you want to do? Do you know that you almost died!"

Even his hands are shaking now.

He has been holding a gun for so many years, and he has never felt like at that moment just now, his entire palm is covered with cold sweat, and now the pulse from his arm to his wrist is trembling!
God knows how frightened he was when he saw Jinkaka appearing behind the door.

If his reaction is a second slower, if he doesn't control his hand, the consequences...

Thinking of this, Lang Mochen's heart ached a little more.

Jin Kaka was pressed tightly on his chest by him, and he was completely dumbfounded.

If she hadn't heard Lang Mochen's heartbeat that was noisier than beating a drum, she would have suspected that she was dreaming.

After a long while, she raised her hand in a daze, and pushed Lang Mochen's embrace away.

With a stiff neck, she turned her head back and looked at the glass debris that fell to the ground behind her. She finally believed what happened just now.

She fixed her gaze, then turned around again, and looked at the pistol thrown on the ground by Lang Mochen.

Lang Mochen covered her eyes, and whispered in her ear, "It's fine, it's fine now, as long as you didn't get hurt."

Jin Kaka still couldn't believe it, "Lang Mochen, why do you have such a dangerous thing..."

She knew that not all the methods he used to make money were so open and aboveboard. A power like him, with a group of bodyguards under him, would definitely not be a good stubble.

But Jin Kaka really didn't expect that the kind of absurd plot that would only appear in TV dramas and movies would also appear in front of his eyes.

Lang Mochen held her by the shoulders, seeing her startled look, he closed the door and picked her up.

(End of this chapter)