You Are My Granddaughter

Seeing the other people, Audrey pulled Harold behind her and looked warily at them.

Six people were standing in the living room, dressed in casual clothes. However, Audrey could know that they were well-trained and not ordinary people. The old man sitting on the sofa had a dignified face and sharp eyes. He was not an ordinary person, either.

Audrey tilted her head slightly and reprimanded Harold, "Don't open the door no matter who knocks on it. Didn't I tell you that?"

Harold had a wronged expression.

"They have been outside the door. When I went home, I was carrying something large and didn't see them. I opened the door and they followed me in. I stopped them, but they pointed at my head with their guns. What can I do?"

Life was more important.

Audrey frowned.

Then she could not blame Harold for that. So many people threatened him with guns, he would certainly be scared.

According to the laws, ordinary citizens were not allowed to possess a gun.