Chapter 919

Wen churan took out a black plastic bag from his stomach, which seemed to contain something.

The little fried dough sticks asked curiously, "what is this?"

"This is a good thing to help us escape," Wen churan said mysteriously, then opened the plastic bag and took out two sick clothes exactly like her

"Before I came, I went to the stall, changed it, and put on my hat and mask. We pretended to be patients here and escaped directly from the underground parking lot by elevator."

Little fried dough sticks noticed that Wen churan was wearing a sick suit. If he took up his hat and mask, it would really be like that.

Instead of wasting time, she hurriedly changed it in the bathroom. Wen churan held a small milk can, followed by a small fried dough stick, and the three went straight to the elevator.

Who knows, as soon as I opened the elevator, I saw a group of guards with guns, with impatience and irritability on their faces.

Wen churan was shocked. Fortunately, a mask covered her and the small milk can was frightened. She grabbed her sleeve.

Her brain hasn't responded yet, but her steps have turned around and want to escape the elevator as fast as possible.

Because she was afraid that the guards could see the clue, she could not run wildly, but secretly accelerated her pace and prayed that the guards would not notice them.

In fact, it's really hard for the three living people not to be noticed.

In particular, I opened the elevator door myself, but I turned around and ran. Such a move is really strange.

Sure enough, the voice of one of the guards came from behind.

"Hello!"

Wen churan and the small fried dough sticks stopped at the same time.

"Miss Wen, what should we do now?" the little fried dough sticks asked quietly

"Don't look back, don't look back."

Wen churan seemed to feel that countless eyes were refracting from the elevator behind her, staring at her alone, like staring at countless holes in her back.

The heart, plop, almost jumped to the throat.

A layer of cold sweat has penetrated from the forehead and palm.

The tense atmosphere spread wantonly and oppressed Wen churan heavily.

I only heard a guard in the back ask, "didn't you open the elevator door? Don't you take the elevator? "

Hearing this, Wen churan was relieved.

I asked them if they would take the elevator.

Wen churan didn't look back. He choked his throat and replied, "there are too many people. They will be overweight. Let's wait for the next trip."

Said, secretly reached out and poked the waist of the small fried dough sticks, indicating that he hurried away.

The steps were getting closer and farther away from the elevator. I thought there was still a chance to muddle through. Unexpectedly, the confused voice of the guards suddenly sounded behind me.

"Look at the child in that woman's arms. Does it look like..."

"That's your highness, that's your highness!"

Then a guard yelled, "stop! You three stop first! "

Hearing this sound, Wen churan knew that the big thing was bad, and hurried to shout "run quickly" to the small fried dough sticks in front

Then he ran wildly.

I only heard the sound of countless pairs of military boots stepping on the floor behind me. It was very neat, like a ghost asking for life. It lingered in my ears for a long time.

"Stop! If we don't stop, we'll shoot! "

The milk can is here. Dare they shoot?

The answer, of course, is No.

Therefore, the pace of Wen churan only kept accelerating, not slowing down at all.