Chapter 508: Turbulent Chalet (4)

Women are always sensitive.
She put down the book and quietly came to the window, moved the curtain a little, and saw the picture outside the curtain.
With this look, he can see the actions of a group of men in black suits with guns outside.
My eyes suddenly zoomed in, and it seemed I didn't expect that such a remote place would actually be discovered!
No, to be precise, it was discovered by Li Tingze's people!
But when her fingertips moved the curtains, the man in the black suit downstairs seemed to have noticed this action. In the next second, Wen Xian saw someone directly raising a gun and shooting at her...!
"Boom boom!"
The bullet directly made several bullet marks on the window, forming a sticky spider web.
Wen Xian quickly left the place and rushed to the attic with a pistol he had put on the table.
She found the magazines and bullets Lu Xiao gave her in the attic, and put them all in her pockets.
Just when she came to the window again, watching someone open the white fence outside, suddenly, there was a loud bang outside—!
Following that, it seemed that there was a heat wave mingled with the surrounding snow, and it hit the entire cabin in a brain-!
Wen Xian quickly avoided, and there was a clattering vibration. She hid behind the wooden board on the side of the window and covered her head.
When her breath eased slightly, she saw that the person who opened the fence just now was blown up directly, and two people nearby were also suffering.
Later, she saw several people appearing from the woods, gradually approaching, while shooting at them.
Wen Xian saw what they were wearing, they were all special police officers.
It turned out that Lu Xiao asked the special police to protect her.
Of course, at this moment, there was a sudden bang again, and the entire cabin seemed to shook.
Then Wen Xian heard rapid footsteps, and the voices of those people came from below:
"Here we will deal with it, you go find someone!"
This cabin is really small, and it shouldn't be obvious where Tibetans are. Soon, Wen Xian heard the man go to the attic.
When he came to the attic, he seemed to find that there was no one upstairs.
This person quickly searched everything here, making a mess.
Until the end, his gaze fell on the cabinet, his gaze was fixed, he raised the gun in his hand, and then walked over step by step.
However, when the man in the suit walked to the cabinet and pulled the cabinet open, he saw that it was empty except for the clothes—!
His complexion suddenly changed, and he seemed to be unwilling to pull a few times.
Finally, turn around to leave.
But when he just turned around, he didn't know what was thinking of his head, he took a pause, and then slowly turned around.
He stared at the door panel behind the cabinet, walked over and dropped his hand on it--
He pushed, but didn't push.
Behind the door panel, Wen Xuan held his breath tightly at this time.
In front of her is a bolt lock, just to prevent someone from pushing it away and discovering the secret behind it.
The man seemed to have found nothing, and finally turned and left.
But when I was going down, my feet made the sound of going down the stairs on the steps, and the sound sounded like I had already gone down.
But in fact, he didn't leave at all, but kept his eyes fixed on the cabinet.
But at this moment, suddenly there was some slight movement from the cabinet.
The man immediately walked over, directed at the closet, raised the gun and shot it bang-bang-!