In the provincial capital at 11 o'clock in the evening, the feasting and feasting nightlife officially debuted.
Halfway through the journey, the owner of the scooter suddenly felt a strong demand from his bladder.
He randomly found a corner to stop his car, and before he could dial the key, he found a remote spot and pulled down his trouser chain.
Just as he was whistling, he saw a black shadow jumping over his head.
"Fuck!"
The unlucky car owner was so frightened that he almost got sick all over himself.
Turning around to look, I saw the black shadow riding on the car without stopping.
Hei Ying's legs were long and his waist was slender, he slammed the gas pedal a few times with his palms, and then he galloped away.
"Fuck!" The unlucky guy didn't expect the current thief to be so rampant, and he couldn't care less about the unfinished urge to urinate. He tucked the thing back into his pants and chased after him, shouting anxiously, "Stealing a car, what the hell, hurry up! Catch a thief!!"
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Motorcycles painted with black and red skull patterns cut through the night, and the arrogant roar resounded through the streets.
Zhan Wuyou leaned over and hurried all the way. At a position 800 meters away from the company, he made a sideways brake.
The black and red body made a piercing scratching sound.
The slender and straight pen points on the road.
He was still wearing the same dark pajamas he wore when he slept.
Different from being obedient and soft in front of Yan Qing, at this time, his eyebrows were extremely lowered, and his whole body was full of arrogance, as sharp as a blade that hadn't been peaked for a long time, and his whole body was stained with blood-hungry ruthlessness.
The bright eyes exude the light of a hunter in the night.
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People who come out of 'confuse' are very vigilant, and Zhan Wuyou himself is one of the best.
He came in a hurry, and didn't have any equipment to bring.
The security in the office building is tight, and it's really embarrassing for him to be unprepared.
Zhan Wuyou nodded his earlobe.
The liaison officer's hoarse voice came, "What's wrong?"
"I'm near Yanqing's company." Zhan Wuyou hid in a corner of the garden, where the branches and leaves were lush, and he couldn't detect anyone unless he looked carefully. "What time did Ruan Baichun place the order?"
The clatter of the keyboard sounded.
A minute later, the liaison officer said, "At 9:35 p.m., orders will be taken at 10:10 p.m. If you're unlucky, you might run into each other face-to-face when you turn a corner."
The corners of Zhan Wuyou's lips raised slightly, "I'd like to lend you a good word."
Liaison officer: "...??" I am warning you not to be impulsive!
It's a pity that Zhan Wuyou didn't want to listen. Reversely, "How about letting you make some more money?"
Zhan Wuyou is undoubtedly on the scene tonight, and the liaison officer warned, "Let's listen first."
"Tell Wang Zhi, you just intercepted a hunting message, the content is to surprise Yan's office building at twelve o'clock tonight."
The liaison officer waited for a while, "That's it?"
"That's it."
"Okay, the money we make will be shared equally."
Zhan Wuyou raised his eyebrows, "I am seven, you are three."
Liaison, "…"
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The two finally bargained to ***.
Zhan Wuyou hung up the call and kept lying prone in the grass.
He is patient and intelligent enough.
After about twenty minutes, I finally waited for a slight movement from the flowers on the right, and a vigorous black shadow flashed past.
His eyes lit up, and he followed immediately.
The night gave him the best camouflage, and he walked close to the shadow. The two were clearly separated by only one hand, but the other party did not respond at all.
Zhan Wuyou patiently looked at the equipment on his body, it wasn't top-notch, but it was enough.
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He reached out and patted his brother who followed him all the way.
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That brother's psychological quality is strong enough, his pupils trembled slightly when he was approached quietly in the middle of the night, but unfortunately his reaction was not fast enough, Zhan Wuyou turned sideways and locked his throat, suppressing all his voices back to his stomach.
"Be good." Zhan Wuyou pushed him behind a tree, smiling softly, "Otherwise, if you are too strong, you should lie down in the morgue."
Captive brother: "..."
"Where's Ruan Baichun?" Zhan Wuyou asked.
The captured brother quietly looked at Zhan Wuyou, and faintly smelled the smell of his colleagues.
Knowing the danger of his kind, he nodded slightly, indicating that he would not yell.
Zhan Wuyou tilted his head slightly.
He looks cute, but his words are very ruthless, "Nod yes, shake your head no, and you will die if you answer blindly."
The captured brother was silent for a while, then nodded, then shook again.
Zhan Wuyou translated from time to time, "Everyone is here, Ruan Baichun is not here."
The captive brothers clicked a few times to show that you are right.
"Tsk," Zhan Wuyou was dissatisfied.
Ruan Baichun is not here, so there is no way to kill her, it is really bad.
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The person in his hand is obviously a marginal figure, and he doesn't know much about it.
He didn't waste any more time, raised his hand, and hit this buddy's fragile temple. After knocking him unconscious, he quickly stripped off his equipment.
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In the office on the twenty-second floor.
The materials that Wang Zhi bought for 20,000 yuan have been sent to Yan Qing.
The above evidence is complete, and all the time points are completely consistent with what they found out.
Su Mingshuo's betrayal of Lord Yan is a real hammer, and Su Xiaoyan is not a white lotus in the past.
She was well aware of Su Mingshuo's betrayal, but after Su Mingshuo's death, she justly enjoyed Yan Qing's special treatment of her.
Until the appearance of Tang Jing brought her into a crisis. Only then did he show his feet.
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Wang Zhi frowned fiercely. He couldn't help but quietly glanced at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing's handsome facial features were cast in a dark shadow by the incandescent lamp above her head, "Go to the hospital."
"Ah, ah." Wang Zhi nodded in response, but the phone rang inappropriately.
He looked down.
Found little hackers looking for themselves.
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'Confusion' has its own communication network when going out to do errands.
Zhan Wuyou took out the communicator from the little brother's ear and stuffed it into the ear canal. After putting on his pajamas, he quietly went to gather.
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The gathering place for everyone is on the nineteenth floor.
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The 20th to 22nd floors are Yan Qing's territory, and this matter is not a secret.
Zhan Wuyou came neither early nor late.
Relying on the advantages of his previous life, he avoided all surveillance cameras that might capture him, and stood on the emergency passage on the twentieth floor.
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Artists are bold.
He stepped on the stainless steel handrail of about 1.5 meters and looked from top to bottom.
At the height of the 20th floor, when looking down, the vision is only about two meters away, and beyond that is bottomless black.
Layers of layers of black spread out to a height that makes people panic, stimulating people's hands and feet to become weak, and the heartbeat to be out of order.
Zhan Wuyou lowered his head as if nothing happened, his face was full of interest, as if he was watching something interesting.
Around the slender waist is a length of eight-strand mild steel braided rope, which outlines the already slender waist even more slender.
The other end of the rope was tied to the stainless steel handrail under his feet.
This kind of device is often seen in bungee jumping, and now it appears on him. With such a scene, it makes people feel strange.
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Two minutes later, he seemed to have found something interesting, his eyes lit up slightly, and he whispered, "The seventh."
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The sound was not loud, but the empty emergency passage was like a microphone at this moment.
The sound spread layer by layer, causing the man in black on the nineteenth floor to poke out his neck and look up vigilantly.
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Zhan Wuyou looked at him with dark eyes.
Suddenly, he kicked his feet and jumped down!
The man in black didn't expect him to jump off the building suddenly, his eyes were slightly rounded in shock.
Zhan Wuyou fell extremely fast, and in an instant he reached the nineteenth floor where the man in black was.
As the two looked at each other, time seemed to be on hold.
His hands were empty, and he didn't look like any threat. The buddies on the 19th floor had a feeling of being stared at by monsters.
He backed away in a panic, but Zhan Wuyou reacted faster, he was as nimble as an eagle, he reached out and grabbed the man in black by the shoulder, and pulled him out of the railing.
The two of them fell weightlessly at the same time!
The man in black wanted to scream, but Zhan Wuyou grabbed his throat.
He kicked his hands and feet wildly, looking extremely flustered.
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Nineteenth floor!
This is the nineteenth floor! !
Falling from here, he fell directly into a pile of rotten meat and died completely.
Layer after layer of cold sweat appeared on the back of the man in black.
But at this moment, Zhan Wuyou let out a hearty chuckle.
This untimely laughter fell into the ears of the man in black, like a reminder.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhan Wuyou controlled his figure, and the eight-strand steel rope around his waist issued a warning sound of collapse at the same time.
In the next second, the bodies of the two shook heavily, hovering in mid-air.
The man in black who was strangled in Zhan Wuyou's throat was terrified and distressed. Now he stopped suddenly and hung in the air. He froze for two seconds, and his whole body was limp.
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Zhan Wuyou's eyes were full of excitement.
He pinched the already dazed man in black, and mercilessly lifted him up and threw him on the armrest.
With a loud bang, the man in black, who had just recovered, was roughly knocked unconscious by him.
Zhan Wuyou threw him into the corridor.
The whole person swayed, leading his body to step on the handrail.
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In the corridor behind him, he had piled up countless unconscious men in black.
He half squatted on the armrest, listening to the intermittent conversation in the earphone.
He glanced down and smiled lightly, "The eighth."