Chapter 1277 Direct Skill

Of course, Fei Weiye knew about the Ye family.

But it has nothing to do with Miss An in front of me.

Her grandmother was the second successor of Mr. Ye, she was not favored, and she only gave birth to her mother. In the end, Mr. Ye's third wife tricked her into marrying Anjia in Anyang. It is said that she was driven crazy by An's family.

After the two mothers and daughters returned to the capital city, the housekeeper who was next to Mr. Ye continued to take care of them, and also handed over the property left by Mrs. Ye to the two mothers and daughters.

How big is the industry, Xiangxian also checked, not much.

If there is something special about it, it is that she spends money, throwing hundreds of millions a day, which should be the private property left by her grandfather.

At least the Ye family is indeed involved in the real estate, mining, and jewelry she mentioned just now, but does it have anything to do with her?

Does it have anything to do with her?

Fei Weiye stared at the girl in front of him, and the doubts in his heart began to gradually enlarge, but he didn't show half of it on his face.

He smiled and asked, "Then, what does Miss An do?"

Then he saw An Xia curved his lips into a smile, and murderous intent arose in Qinghan's eyes.

Just for a moment, it was like a different person, his temperament was completely different from the lazy one just now.

Killing, bloody, like Shura's temporary return from the blood.

Fei Weiye felt as if he was being watched by a tiger, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

He reacted quickly, and got up from the sofa with a "bass".

Xiang Xian, who had been standing by his side, looked terrified, and took out a pistol from his clothes.

It's too late.

In one eye, there was a cold light passing by the lower eyelids, and Fei Weiye who stood up suddenly stopped all movements.

His neck was strangled by a cold thing made of unknown material, shiny as luster, and as thin as a thread.

And An Xia was already beside him.

The movement was as fast as a ghost, and there was no chance for Xiang Xian and the subordinates around to react.

An Xia tightened her silver thread, and when she smiled, blood filled her eyes, and she said with a full smile, "I, eliminate evil and promote good."

"Assistant, don't move. You'd better throw the gun on the ground, otherwise, your Mr. Fei will die."

Tightening the silver thread, Fei Weiye's breath tightened.

The thin slivers were cut deeply into the neck and gradually penetrated into the flesh.

And his face was flushed red from lack of oxygen.

The blood vessels and veins in the neck were also tightened, and all burst out of the surface of the skin.

"Mr. Fei!"

Xiangxian's pupils tightened fiercely, and he screamed in a tense voice.

Immediately took out the pistol, slowly threw it to the ground, and held An Xia steady, "Miss An, please don't hurt Mr. Fei."

In my heart, there are shocking waves.

How could his investigation go wrong?

Obviously just a student!

Why is it suddenly different?

No, not suddenly.

She deliberately hid it. What he investigated and saw was her deliberate side.

The real side has not been revealed until now.

Who the hell is she!

Why is there such a fast skill? !

An Xia tightened the silver thread, her lips curved, "Whether Mr. Fei will be hurt or not depends on you."

"For example, those two upstairs, put your gun away and shoot me from your angle. I can't help but guarantee that I will use your Mr. Fei to block the bullet."

Upstairs, two thugs look for angles to shoot.

But the line of sight is obstructed, and it is difficult to hit with one hit.

It was only then that Xiang Xian realized that An Xia had found a good position for herself!

She was standing on the left side of Mr. Fei, which happened to be a blind spot for shooting, and even he himself couldn't sneak up on An Xia at such a close distance.

An Xia took the favorable position that Fei Weiye had been occupying just now.