There were three people hiding in the corridor.
One of them had a cast on her hand, and the plaster on her nose was so elegantly pasted.
Who else could it be but Feng Yan?
The other two were her sidekicks.
They were looking at the closed door not far away.
It was Yan Jinyu and Tan Shiyun's room.
The two girls' legs trembled.
"S-Sister Yan, was that a gun just now?" After saying that, the little sidekick's legs went limp and she almost fell down.
The other sidekick was also frightened until her face turned pale. "S-Sister Yan, is that person holding a toy gun?"
"What toy gun? It's real! Stop making a fuss and ruining my plans or I'll send you two in there to accompany those two b*tches in the room!"
Feng Yan's eyes were sinister, and her face twisted with hatred and the excitement that the two people she hated so much were about to be taught a lesson.
She had frightened her two sidekicks.
