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2389 Failed, Failed

The small wooden door in the bathroom was suddenly violently kicked open from the outside. I subconsciously retracted my palm and took two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened wide, and a guy with a bandit hat with only two eyes exposed on his head, holding a bone-knife over half a meter long rushed in.

Seeing this man's outfit, I was stunned for a few seconds, then pulled my neck and shouted: "Damn it, come here!"

While shouting, I hurriedly touched a mop and swung it towards the man without even looking at it.

This guy's reaction ability and speed are quite extraordinary. As soon as the mop rod in my hand was raised, he had already stabbed my heart with a knife.

I was shocked and sweated coldly on the spot. I took two steps back and smashed the mop rod at the cold knife he stretched over.

"Click!"

A crisp sound broke out, and the mop rod broke into two pieces from the middle. The man was not affected at all, and he continued to stab my chest with a knife.

The bathroom itself was quite narrow, and as soon as he broke in, I kept going backwards. Before I knew it, I had already retreated to the next side of the bathtub. But as the tip of the knife got closer and closer to me, I subconsciously continued to stick my butt backwards, but accidentally sat in the bathtub. The moment I fell down, I instinctively kicked my legs back and forth.

I didn't expect to see the miracle effect, so I actually put it on his face. The guy was kicked by me and staggered back, raised his bone-calling knife and continued to slash at me.

At this moment, I was really out of sight, and I was so scared that I closed my eyes.

"Bang!"

A light sound came out, and I immediately opened my eyes. The bloody scene that should have chopped my head in half with one knife did not appear. The guy was kicked on the ground, and the person who kicked him was actually Dizang who had disappeared for many days. Dizang was holding a cigarette in his mouth and despised the bandit: "Sure enough, Xiaoyu guessed it right, you can't hold back."

The bandit held the tip of the knife on the floor, leaned against the wall and struggled to get up. The two eyes exposed outside were flashing with a fierce cold light.

Dizang put his hand in his pocket and took out a black "Imitation May 4th" pistol from behind his waist. The gun was aimed directly at the thug and sneered: "Don't be too big from here, I'll kneel down with my head honestly, and let me tear off the hood on your head."

"Tear..."

The thug pulled the zipper on his shirt, revealing several detonators inserted on his waist, then reached out and pressed it gently, and the detonator immediately made a "ding" sound, with several red electronic numbers appearing on it, which looked a bit like the time bombs in police and gangster films.

After all this, the bandit raised the tip of the knife and pointed at the door, raised its chin, which was self-evident.

Dizang spitted, looked at me, then looked at the bandit, sneered and turned his body away, "Hey, what did you bring you? Then you are absolutely awesome. I'll give way, you are walking slowly."

The bandit's chest was undulating violently, holding the knife in his left hand and tightly covering the detonator on his waist with his right hand. He walked backwards out of the bathroom, and soon the sound of footsteps disappeared into the room.

"Hula!"

I stood up from the bathtub in a panic and howled at Dizang with lingering fear: "Brother Di, you will appear ten seconds later. I will designate my death day next year."

"Haha, don't worry, Xiaoyu will never allow this kind of thing to happen." Dizang grinned, stretched his hands to hold my arm, pointed to the washing machine not far away and said, "It's also your fault for being careless. If you turn it over a few more times, you will find that we have prepared some backup plans for you in advance."

As he said that, he pulled open the drum door of the washing machine and took out a black pistol from it. He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Xiaoyu said that you are a person who loves to clean and you will definitely wash clothes when taking a shower, so he put a gun in the washing machine. There is a gun under the pillow at the head of the bed, and a gun in the drawer under the coffee table."

"Get out of here, it's midnight since I came back, so I don't have the time to observe the terrain." I shook off my soaked bathrobe twice, and my legs were squinting like sieve crumbs. Dizang was helped out of the bathroom. Then he trembled and changed into a clean suit. His lips were purple and asked, "What's the fat man? What do he mean? Even though he knew someone would fuck me, he didn't know to let me know in advance."

"He also guessed, and there was no way to be sure. If you told you, you would tell others again. The news might leak out of someone's mouth." Dizang lit a cigarette, stuffed it to my mouth, patted me on the back and comforted me, "Let's go, he's waiting for you in the lobby downstairs."

"Ma De, this month, next month, and next month, Yang Jiefang's salary must be stopped. What the security manager did was so stupid that people touched my office." I scolded indignantly.

Dizang Feng Qingyun smiled lightly and explained: "Actually, it's not Lao Hei's fault. Now all the security guards in the hotel are in the underground parking lot. A VIP VIP here has stolen 300,000 to 400,000 yuan in cash in the car. The VIP is still a reporter. Lao Hei and Yuanyuan are afraid that things will make a big deal, so they all apologize with smiles."

"Uh?" I was stunned when I heard the sound.

Dizang whispered as he walked: "Xiaoyu said that after you come out of Shan Yong's house tonight, you may have to suffer this disaster, because you are almost touching the truth of the matter. If you continue to investigate, the black hand will definitely be exposed. In order to prevent this situation, the black hand will most likely take risks and take them off first. So it is not surprising that anything happened in the hotel tonight. Even if it is normal to carry out demolition in the middle of the night. As long as you are assassinated naturally, who will care about who the black hand is."

I cursed in annoyance: "This guy, I'm using me as a flag again."

"Hehe, I won't participate in your affairs." Dizang grabbed his nose and smiled dryly.

A few minutes later, when I arrived at the first floor lobby, I saw Zhang Xingyu standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, looking at him. If it weren't for being too fat, he would shake the "white feather fan" in his hand, which would really give him a little a sense of guidance.

I cursed and ran to him, raised my hand and grabbed his collar: "Chao Nimad little fat man..."

"We won't talk about spiritual chicken soup. You know, my method of doing things is always like this." Zhang Xingyu sniffed and smiled wickedly: "And I'm ready. As long as this master dares to bite the bait, the plans he has made before will be basically all the waste."

"Who is that?" I asked with my lips pursed.

Zhang Xingyu curled his lips with his eyes slanted: "You haven't noticed it yet, so I really have to doubt your IQ."

I coughed twice and asked, "Have you arranged for someone to follow him?"

"Didn't you also arrange someone to follow him? That Li Tenglong was thrown out by him four or five times today, but he just kept following him. But now we don't need to follow him anymore. He ran to Yangcheng with all his might. As long as he didn't escape easily until the last moment." Zhang Xingyu stretched, took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Shunzi, has he gone back?"

Wang Jiashun's voice came from his phone: "He just arrived home four or five minutes ago, but he looked full of alcohol, and it didn't look like it at all. By the way, I saw Li Tenglong's car also following him."

"If it can be seen at a glance, he is not him anymore. This master's specialty is to hide himself." Zhang Xingyu said mysteriously: "You call Li Tenglong and go and take a photo of his house together. Then you say that Lang Ge has something urgent to come. If he can't make excuses, tell him that the door of 508 of the Roll-in Apartment in Jiangbei District, Shancheng may be smashed immediately. If you come out to play, you must be able to play. It would be fine if your family members can't enjoy it. If you still let them suffer, it would be a bit of a loss."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xingyu waved at me and said, "Let's go, let's meet this master."

"What did you find out?" I asked curiously.

"There are so many things to find out, but these words have to be said in front of him, and it feels more fulfilling." Zhang Xingyu shrank his neck like a little fox: "This man is so smart and confused. If he doesn't attack you tonight, I'll take a long time to grab his little tail. It's really a failure. But I feel that he has been in a hurry to start, and he must have encountered something urgent. I don't have time to accompany us to continue fighting wits and courage."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and dialed Bai Laoqi's number: "Brother Qi, be more energetic, and he will most likely run away if he is targeted. You can bring people to his house and be ready to pick up Shunzi at any time."

"The firepower on the other end of Shunzi is so strong, I don't need my help, right?" Bai Laoqi said with a slight smile.
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