In a flash, Han Dongsheng and his female colleague's eyes collided back and forth.
Han Dongsheng was shocked - this woman was still canvassing votes for her mother-in-law's square dance group in the circle of friends yesterday!
The female colleague was no less shocked than he was - she looked at Han Dongsheng's dress, and then looked at Brother Liang's respectful appearance, and she couldn't say which of the two had stronger tastes!
Thousands of words, all turned into a sentence of "Never thought" exchanged in his eyes.
Sure enough, colleagues are the most familiar strangers.
Brother Liang is a professional hooligan. Professional hooligans are generally good at observing words and expressions, otherwise it is easy to pretend to be unreasonable and get cut off. Although Han Dongsheng and the woman just glanced at each other quickly, he still captured the special atmosphere that was fleeting. .
"What?" Brother Liang immediately asked suspiciously, "Know?"
Han Dongsheng came back to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He hurriedly pretended to be embarrassed that he secretly glanced at the opposite sex on the street and was smashed by someone. He shook his head with a red face and red ears.
The female colleague went even further, and followed with a frosty face, without even looking at Han Dongsheng, and went straight to the front desk.
Brother Liang frowned, staring at her back until the woman walked out of the hotel door.
At this time, Han Dongsheng was already a little uneasy in his heart, wondering if he had exposed himself. He took the key and called Brother Liang beside him: "Thank you, brother, or... Let me treat you to a meal?"
Brother Liang raised his chin towards the woman's back with a half-smiling smile: "Why, do you like this?"
Han Dongsheng waved his hands in a panic: "No, no... She looked at me first, and then I looked at her, I didn't dare to look more... I have a wife and children at home, I... "
He was flustered, like a country bumpkin with a guilty conscience.
Brother Liang turned his head back, looked at Han Dongsheng playfully, and smiled: "Okay, I didn't say anything. I won't delay your rest today, just arrived in Yanning, rest first, wait until you have enough rest. Now, you can familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment first, and if you have anything, I will ask you Brother Liang, and I will ask you to come out for a drink in two days and show you some people."
Han Dongsheng complied.
Brother Liang patted him on the shoulder and walked away. Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had passed the test. I'm a little fortunate in my heart - if it wasn't for such an embarrassing place, this might have been worn out.
However, as soon as Brother Liang went out, he immediately lowered his face, glanced back ruthlessly, and made a phone call: "The 113 hospital just went out to a woman, not tall, with permed hair reaching her shoulders, wearing a white dress. Down jacket, long body, who took this person?"
The murderers are all killed on their own territory, but the cheaters can't wait to go to the ends of the earth to steal.
This kind of "love hotel" hotel gathers together, in addition to the poor students nearby, other guests often come from afar, so there are usually a bunch of black rentals waiting on the back street to work - not ordinary black rentals, these people are It's a gang - and once there are black taxis in a place, serious taxis are less likely to come, and bad money drives out good money, so guests have no choice.
The woman in the white down jacket casually got into a black car and reported the address, but her three spirits and seven spirits still did not return. She fidgeted and held it for five minutes. I have to tell you something, hey... I don't think about you, you are serious! People don't know what to do... Didn't you just leave first, I'm going to check out, guess who I met... "
She talked endlessly, anxious and scared. At the same time, she was a little excited about peeping into other people's secrets. She didn't notice that the driver who was driving looked at her in the rearview mirror and quietly recorded the sound with her mobile phone.
Brother Liang listened to the audio from his brothers, pouted fiercely, and fired a cigarette butt more than two meters away from his mouth, furious: "Fuck—I just said, I felt this kid in the car. Something's wrong! He's looking out the window the wrong way!"
When foreigners just come to a place, they can't help but look out of the car window, looking at buildings and streets, so when they look out of the car window, their eyes are often very long.
This foreigner who called himself "Zhang" with a five-bat command was well dressed, and he was restless along the way, and he didn't forget to look out of the window "curiously", but his eyes were very short, and he always glanced at it and immediately Taking it back, Brother Liang thought he was being cautious at first.
Now it seems that he is not a foreigner at all, so he turned a blind eye to Yanning's scenery. When he looked out the window, he was looking at road signs and street signs!
"Fighting wild geese every year, I almost got the geese pecking at the eyes!" Brother Liang was so angry, "I pretended to be a ghost and got it on Lao Tzu's head!"
Because Yan Hao usually doesn't look directly at people, after a long time, he becomes a little blind, and he has a heavy responsibility. He can only carefully stick out of the hotel window and look inside one by one. It will be near noon, and there are not many guests in the hotel. , Occasionally a few rooms are occupied, and they are also ready to check out and leave.
When he checked to the fifth floor, he saw Han Dongsheng, Han Dongsheng lit a cigarette, opened the window to pretend to smell, and nodded to Yan Hao without a trace.
The person they're looking for should be in this building.
Yan Hao's eyes lit up, like a big light bird, continuing to circle upwards.
Han Dongsheng looked at his back with some emotion, and thought enviously, "You're young after all."
A young man, no matter how bad he is, at least his steps are light, and every burden on his body can be taken off at any time and fly to a higher platform. Middle-aged people can't do it. The things on their backs are all cut into the flesh and tied to the bones, and no matter how heavy they are, they can't be unloaded.
Han Dongsheng was in the bandit's den at this time, but he felt a little comfort in his heart for no reason. At least he could finish smoking a cigarette here quietly, without the piles of office chores behind him, nor the angry screams of his wife.
He took a sip of the northwest wind with a cigarette, and his throat hurt, and he felt that he was sorry for his work unit and his wife for thinking so.
The unit was chosen by him himself. Back then, he fought a bloody path from the Kao Gong army of thousands of troops to get this position. It was no easier than pursuing a goddess. He still remembers the day he got the admission notice. Why can't I wait to inform every relatives and friends around me, Zhou Beibei, who was still a girlfriend at that time, jumped and jumped with joy.
His wife was the one he chased back. It was the first time he received a letter from her in college, the ticket stubs left by watching a movie together for the first time, and the footsteps that were about to leave the ground when they came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau. Son Han Zhou was born... His life Almost all the surprises here are hers.
At that time, he had just grown up, and he was greedy and arrogant. He felt that he was so powerful that he could carry a hundred people on his back. He couldn't wait to fly, run wild, and carry his new home on his shoulders. And go.
But Yanning's year has four seasons of reincarnation, and after the spring when everything grows, there is a harsh and hot summer.
He thought to himself mockingly, "Maybe I'm past the expiration date myself."
At this moment, Han Dongsheng heard a soft sound from upstairs, Yan Hao seemed to slip, and Han Dongsheng's nerves tightened again. Based on the direction of the sound, he suddenly pushed his window out, just in time. Catch Yan Hao sliding down,
Yan Hao's toes lightly tapped on the protruding window frame, and he grabbed the pipe outside the wall with his strength, blushing. I feel that the floor is high, and the curtains have not been drawn!
Tang Qianyan was almost scared into a bird with broken wings.
Han Dongsheng gave him a puzzled look - what's wrong
Yan Hao felt that it was immoral for him to do this, so he looked at him hesitantly, and then at the upstairs window - what do you really want to do
Han Dongsheng didn't know him very well, so he couldn't understand Yan Hao's complicated eyes, thinking that he saw a suspicious person.
It is very possible that the downstairs is an hourly room, and the upstairs Tibetans live separately, so as to save people from being confused.
So Han Dongsheng solemnly gave Yan Hao a thumbs up and nodded upwards - well done, check again!
Yan Hao: "…"
Fine.
He closed his eyes, preparing for his heroic sacrifice, and reciting the physical features of that "Qigong Master" in his heart—the face of the Chinese character, the left eyelid was a little droopy, and there was a black mole next to the nose!
Then he gritted his teeth and climbed up again.
Unexpectedly, the two "persons of temperament" on the sixth floor are halfway through, and they may also feel that the room is bright. Looking at Yan Hao, who has reemerged!
Both were terrified at the same time.
The man in the room shouted: "Fuck, there are perverts!"
Yan Hao called out, "Ah!"
Huang Chengcheng's autumn clothes... No, he has a square face, drooping eyes and black moles!
Yan Hao: "It's him!"
Han Dongsheng reacted immediately and informed Yu Lanchuan and Yu Yan: "In room 609!"
The qigong master in the yellow Qiuyi came back to his senses, felt that his jade body was tarnished, and was furious. He picked up the ashtray in his hand, opened the window and smashed it out.
Yan Hao rolled himself into a twist in the air, dodging the ashtray, not dodging the ash and cigarette butts in the sky, choking with tears streaming down his face.
Han Dongsheng put his hands on the window sill and was about to jump out of the window to help. Who knew that just as he glanced down with the probe, he felt dizzy for a while, his heart was "suddenly", and he felt that his blood pressure was going to go up to 180.
Yan Hao yelled, "He's going to run!"
Han Dongsheng resolutely gave up the "high come and go" route, turned around and rushed into the stairwell closest to him in the corridor, and ran upstairs. He bumped into the qigong master who had a mole on his nose - the master was in a panic, the sleeves of his Qiuyi were still hanging, and one side of his waist was exposed.
Han Dongsheng took a look at the slender waist of the master. Well, it was also full of five layers of trousers. He suddenly regained his confidence. He grabbed the railing with his hand, and he swept out with a "hum". Sweep out a round circle.
The master jumped up nimbly. He didn't notice that he was wearing slippers under his feet. The plastic slippers were swept out at once.
Han Dongsheng took a step forward and pushed his palm towards his leg. His chubby palm looked soft. The moment he pushed it out, it was filled with strength like a wind and thunder. Going numb, he stumbled backwards and grabbed the stair railing in a hurry.
"Master" was shocked: "Which way are you!"
Han Dongsheng didn't answer, and said lightly, "Don't you claim to be able to 'beat cattle across the mountain'? What about magic?"
"Damn, it's a sliver again!" The master was so angry in his Dantian, he put on a vicious fighting frame, and shouted in his mouth, "Hoo-ha!"
Immediately afterwards, something smashed towards Han Dongsheng's face door. Han Dongsheng didn't see it clearly for a while, and raised his elbow to block it, only to find that it was a plastic slipper. The master's two slippers have both taken advantage of the "magical power" to go away, and their feet are no longer bound, and they took the opportunity to slide down the handrail of the stairs.
Han Dongsheng grabbed the back of his neck quickly with his eyes and hands, who knew that the next moment, his hand lightened - "Master" is "Master", and twice, he stripped his clothes like lightning, and gave Huang Qiuyi to the other party's hand, he The naked Jin Chan escaped from the shell, slid to the bottom of the stairs on this floor, spread out two bare feet and rushed downstairs!
This person's "egg laying magic" is completely bullshit, but he can compete with Yan Hao when he runs. The master has extremely rich experience in escaping his life. It seems that his feet are not touching the ground. The ground can jump to the end, like a bouncy ball with all its strength, and in a blink of an eye, Han Dongsheng was thrown off.
It can be seen that the running can not be entirely dependent on the five flowers.
The legs of a person are still used in the end.
At this time, Yu Yan and his colleagues arrived, and the two policemen came in and rushed straight to the stairwell, trying to block the master who was "playing" down. However, the tonnage of the master is there, and the inertia of high-speed action is not trivial. Seeing someone in front of him, he did not slow down at all, and rammed directly towards the two policemen.
Before Yu Yan could take out the baton, it was black in front of his eyes. The whole person was knocked out by the opponent, his lungs were squashed, and he took a sip, and even drooled and sprayed the master's face.
The master continued to run forward without any resistance, and he said "bah bah bah" as he ran.
Yu Yan painfully pressed his rib cage, "...Master!"
At this time, with a "pop" sound, a mop pole suddenly appeared, and the poisonous snake poked at the master's stomach like a spitting letter. The master didn't have time to slow down. The mop rod followed him like a shadow, picked it up, and stabbed his knee firmly.
The master didn't even scream, his facial features were all twisted into a ball, and he rolled down the stairs in a clutter.
This is swordsmanship!
"Hey, dear," Yu Lanchuan adjusted his glasses and glanced at Yu Yan, "The uncle is here."
Yu Yan: "..."
Although it is an allied army, at this moment, he still really wants to fight infightingly.
Yu Lanchuan: "Come here quickly and handcuff this thing, it hurts the eyes!"
Yu Yan struggled to get up, limping out a pair of handcuffs, and handcuffed the "Master": "Run, keep running!"
The master's knee may have been smashed by Yu Lanchuan, and he rolled to the ground with his legs in his arms, crying in pain, unable to stand up at all.
Yu Yan glanced at him panting heavily: "Oh, Lord Lan, help me..."
I saw Yu Lanchuan threw the mop pole in disgust, took out a fragrant wet tissue from his pocket, and was already standing two meters away from Yushu to wipe his hands, without any intention of helping.
Fortunately, another small policeman and Han Dongsheng came down at this time, and the three of them worked together to smash the "Wow" master.
"Thank you, thank you," Yu Yan gratefully shook hands with Han Dongsheng, "you are really a good son-in-law in China, we..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Yan Hao rushing downstairs in shock: "Okay, a lot of people!"
Yu Yan: "Why so many people?"
The more anxious Yan Hao became, the more unclear he became. He blushed and pointed downstairs with a thick neck: "Help! There are many people! Dozens! With the guy, rushing, rushing in!"
Before he could finish speaking, loud voices came from downstairs.
"Block the door!"
"This way!"
The concrete floor vibrated with the voice of people, and then, the sound of messy footsteps rang out.
Yu Yan said incredulously: "Brightly attacking the police in broad daylight?!"
Yu Lanchuan looked calm: "How much foreign aid do you have?"
"Not much, and I don't know if I can find this guy," Yu Yan said, "I called a few colleagues in the institute, and it's probably useless - Alliance Leader, what should I do?"
Yu Lanchuan sighed, took off his glasses, put them in the inner pocket of his casual jacket, and rolled up his sleeves.
Yu Yan was a little moved for a moment. After knowing him for so many years, he felt for the first time the grace and bearing of Xiao Yu as the descendant of the Seven Arts of the Han River.
Yu Yan: "The mop pole is not easy, you take my baton!"
"Did you take your brains out of the house?" I saw the "excellent demeanor" Alliance Leader Yu, jumping up and over him like a wild dog, "Why don't you run and wait!"
Yu Yan: "..."
The "Master" who was handcuffed and cuffed: "Help!"
Yu Yan: "Yu Lanchuan! Can you still be cool once in your life!"
At this time, outside the small hotel surrounded by the big gangsters of the gang, several of Police Officer Yu's colleagues stared in astonishment.
A young woman who looked like a passerby came over and glanced at it with her probe: "What's wrong? Do you want to call the police?"
"We... are the police..."
"Then why don't you call someone?"
"That's right! Hurry up! Call for foreign aid! There's no king! Girl, stay away... Hey! What are you doing!"
The girl who just reminded them to call the police took out a roll of cloth out of nowhere, put one end in her mouth, and wrapped it around her right hand as she walked. She turned around and smiled at the policeman, and she walked straight past!