Taking out bullets was as rough as pulling out radishes

In a luxurious apartment in A city.

Last night, Wang Jinhao went to the mo garden to pick up Liu Sijie. When she went to take a shower, she heard some noise. When she opened the door, she saw that someone was locked inside.

"Argh! Ah Sheng, ah Sheng. " Liu Sijie was frightened and quickly shouted.

Wang Jinhao walked out of the room. When he saw her opening the side of the small room, he quickly went up to her.

He had almost forgotten about this person! At that time, Qiming had left after sending Liu Sijie here. He had to go to the Mo garden to pick Liu Sijie up, so he could only leave this person inside.

"This person is covered in blood. Why did he come to our house?" Liu Sijie asked nervously.

She had always been bold, but seeing a man covered in blood lying at home in the middle of the night, she was a little scared and did not know what was going on.

"I locked him up here." As Wang Jinhao spoke, he walked forward and lifted her up.