Yuan Yuxue turned her head and glanced at No. 3.
Although he didn't say anything, No. 3 seemed to see a "?" slowly appearing above Yuan Yuxue's head at this moment.
Number Three: “…”
What are you doing
Although his attitude towards Yuan Yuxue was a bit bad, did he look like such an irresponsible person? Why was it so strange
Number Three thought with a cold expression on his face.
Due to some sudden dilemma, No. 3's expression became deliberately cold.
He stepped forward and grasped the other end of the briefcase very accurately. He exerted a little force on his wrist, and blue veins could be vaguely seen emerging from his wrist.
Just as he was about to take away the unlucky and ominous object, No. 3 discovered that even though he was trying very hard, the briefcase didn't move at all.
Yuan Yuxue's wrist looked like a fragile piece, as if it would break if bent, and it had no strength at all.
But the movement of carrying the briefcase was very steady.
He didn't even seem to notice No. 3's snatching move, and didn't feel anything.
It was as if the strength of an adult male could not have any effect on him at all.
However, Yuan Yuxue finally noticed the actions of No. 3, so he tilted his head slightly and glanced at No. 3.
Number Three: “…”
Don't mention it, this look is a little... cute. But now No. 3 is so angry that he feels like he has a brain hemorrhage. He gritted his teeth and said, "... Let's go first."
Yuan Yuxue said, "Okay."
When they actually took the briefcase away, Wang Jian seemed to have just reacted. He stood up from the bed unsteadily, followed Yuan Yuxue and the others, and walked to the door of the room.
With his fingers tightly twisted together, Wang Jian looked at them stutteringly, bending down and nodding, saying, "Thank you, thank you."
He had bowed and nodded to many people before, but never with such sincerity.
Wang Jian looked at Yuan Yuxue and the other person again. They were both very young, only in their early 20s. He immediately felt a little reluctant.
He actually had some suicidal thoughts these days. If the death photo hadn't scared him awake, and the thought of falling like that was too miserable, he might have died by now.
Now seeing these two young men taking risks for him, and thinking that they might also be haunted by the bad luck on the ghost money, even though the other party came to help him on their own initiative, the man still felt a little guilty.
The door was closed gently.
“… Take care of yourselves.” Wang Jian finally said softly.
Of course, Yuan Yuxue did not forget to help Wang Jian fix the door lock - a slight energy current entered the door lock, and after modifying the chip circuit and making sure it was very strong, Yuan Yuxue and No. 3 left the first floor corridor together.
The hotel's soundproofing was pretty good, but Yuan Yuxue's hearing was too sensitive. At this distance, she could just hear Wang Jian's voice on the phone.
He has not dared to contact his wife and daughter these days, for fear that his bad luck would affect them.
Now, Wang Jian had an idea of escaping, so he couldn't help but pick up his mobile phone, looked at the number that he had been thinking about day and night but had blocked, and called with trembling hands.