Chapter 233 Movie Emperor

"Hey! Are you the police?"

A man in his thirties ran out of one of the villas, stood in his own yard, and shouted to Annan and the others through the gate.

Chu Peipei and Zhao Ping'an looked down at their bulletproof vests when they heard the sound.

Annan knew that the people living here were either rich or noble, and it was possible that some of them might be hiding guns, so he brought three sets of bulletproof vests when he left home.

The three men were wearing bulletproof vests, so they dared to search around the villa area so openly.

These bulletproof vests were found in the police station before, and they have police logos printed on them.

At first glance, they do look like police officers on duty.

Annan ignored the man who was shouting and continued walking forward.

The man raised his voice even louder when he saw that he was being ignored.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Soon, a beautiful woman in her twenties ran out from behind him. When she saw Annan and the others, she was even more excited than the man:

"Oh my god! Has order been restored outside? Or are you sent by the authorities to rescue us?"

She excitedly hugged the man beside her:

"My dear, let me tell you, when the official base is built, we will be invited to move in first! We pay so much tax every year, how can we be treated the same as those bastards!"

Chu Peipei couldn't help but frown when she heard her words.

How does this person talk?

What is a jerk?

Zhao Pingan said thoughtfully: "Why does that man look so familiar to me?"

Chu Peipei turned around and took a closer look at the man who was still yelling at them: "I think so too... Eh? That seems to be the movie star Wei Yang, right?"

Zhao Pingan suddenly realized: "It's true! He looks better in person than on TV. I almost didn't recognize him."

Wei Yang is the youngest double-awarded film emperor. He comes from a wealthy family, became famous at a young age, and has many excellent film and television works.

Even people like Zhao Pingan, who usually doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, know him.

"I never thought the entertainment industry could really make so much money! Mid-level villas are not places where ordinary rich people can live."

Annan, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up: "He can live here because his family already lives here. He is the only celebrity in the entire Mid-Levels villa."

This is where real capital gathers, and it is not a place where celebrities can join in just by making quick money for a few years.

Chu Peipei turned around and glanced at Wei Yang: "Fortunately I'm not his fan. They are such a poor family. They just want to make a few more dollars, but they are so high-handed and call others bastards."

Zhao Pingan turned to look at the woman: "That's not right! I remember Wei Yang's wife is a foreigner?"

Chu Peipei was stunned for a moment: "Oh, right! When he held his wedding a few years ago, it became a hot topic. Many marketing accounts said that the union of him and his wife symbolized the friendship between the two countries..."

Zhao Pingan: "Who is this woman? She looks like someone from the entertainment industry, but I don't know her."

Chu Peipei: "She looks quite familiar to me..."

Annan turned around and took a look: "That's Jiang Mengqiu."

Chu Peipei's eyes widened: "Jiang Mengqiu? The professional mistress?"

Then he asked in confusion: "There is such a huge difference between the real person and the one on camera! She looks quite recognizable on TV, but why is she so beautiful in real life, but it's hard to tell her appearance?"

Zhao Pingan glanced at the woman and asked, "Is she a star too?"

Chu Peipei nodded: "It's normal that you don't know her, a popular little flower."

Then some gossipy people sighed: "It turns out that the rumors are true. This woman really likes to interfere. Wei Yang already has a wife, but she still hangs on him like that."

Wei Yang and Jiang Mengqiu in the courtyard became unhappy when they saw that the three "policemen" not only ignored them but also whispered to themselves.

Jiang Mengqiu said in a sharp voice: "Hey! Are you deaf? Can't you hear me?"

Wei Yang also looked unhappy: "We pay so much tax every year, and this is your service attitude?"

Jiang Mengqiu hugged him and said, "My dear, don't be angry. They are just three little policemen. It's easy to handle!"

Then, he pointed his finger and said angrily: "The leader, what is your police number? I want to complain to you!"

Annan was the leader.

She turned around, gave them a cold look, and then decisively ruled out the building next to the two of them.

The neighbors are too noisy, which is not conducive to living.

Moreover, they have average IQ but high social status, which means they are very good at causing trouble.

The three of them walked straight into a villa a little further away.

Wei Yang and Jiang Mengqiu are both people supported by thousands of fans. How could they have ever suffered such a stupid thing?

He immediately opened the door angrily and rushed out, following Annan and the others into the vacant villa.

As soon as I entered, I saw Annan and the other two carefully checking the situation in the room.

Chu Peipei squatted on the ground: "Well, the corpse here is in pretty good condition."

Zhao Pingan leaned over and said, "Yes, it's not stuck to the floor, and there are no maggots. He must have died not long ago."

Annan took a look calmly and said, "The owner is old. Be careful when you move in later, so as not to cause secondary trauma to him."

Zhao Ping'an nodded: "Let's bury him in this yard. He can rest in peace in his own home."

Wei Yang and Jiang Mengqiu, who were standing at the door, looked at the scene in front of them with disbelief.

Life here in Mid-Levels is much more peaceful and tranquil than outside.

Although life is not as luxurious as before, most people have managed to maintain the dignity they had before the disaster.

Therefore, they are not accustomed to the violence, death, and not-so-"dignified" corpses like people outside.

Jiang Mengqiu, in particular, was so frightened that his face turned pale and he started to vomit.

Wei Yang raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at An Nan: "What are you doing?"

Annan ignored him and raised the gun in his hand, aiming at Jiang Mengqiu.

"Hold it! Don't vomit!"

This villa is large and difficult to clean. How can we clean it if she vomits all over the floor?

Jiang Mengqiu had just suffered a visual shock and was afraid and disgusted. Now that a gun was suddenly pointed at him, he became even more panicked.

I was so nervous that I swallowed it.

Wei Yang, who was standing by, was instantly filled with disgust: "Jiang Mengqiu! What are you doing?!"

Jiang Mengqiu's face turned pale: "Dear, dear, I'm so scared..."

These policemen seem a little abnormal?

Annan looked at them impatiently: "Get out!"

Wei Yang used to be surrounded and respected wherever he went. How could he have ever been scolded like this?

His face immediately darkened: "Which bureau are you from? How dare you talk to me like that! Don't you know who I am?"

Annan rolled his eyes at him and raised his gun again. This time he aimed directly at his head:

"I don't care who you are. If you don't disappear from my sight in three numbers, then disappear from this world."