Luo Hao put down his mobile phone, not because he listened to the attacker, but after thinking about it, he thought that the police were in trouble, and in order to reduce the trouble, Luo Hao chose not to call the police.

The group reached through the broken window, pulled the door open, and kept shouting, "Get out!"

Luo Hao was not worried at all, his full-time driver was a retired soldier, and it was more than enough to deal with a few small thieves.

The driver took out a pair of tiger fingers from the co-pilot and put them on his hand, warning the approaching crowd: "Don't get any closer!"

The eyes under the masks glanced at each other, and the fear could be seen in each other's eyes, and they took out their knives and took defensive postures, as if they knew how powerful the driver was.

The driver turned his head to Luo Hao and applied: "Can I go?"

"Go ahead, be careful not to hurt them. Luo Hao picked up the contract from his chair and looked at it again.

The driver was full of smiles, he cleared his throat and said to the group of people in front of him: "Let's get on together, I'm in a hurry." ”

Luo Hao didn't raise his head, maybe he felt that the surroundings were too quiet, Luo Hao turned on the car music.

"Don't bother, don't bother!

The music of "Cowboy is Busy" resounded in the car, and the rhythm was dynamic.

There was a ping-pong sound outside, and Luo Hao carefully looked at the items on the contract, and there was a common denominator between these contracts.

Falsehood –

The Luo family didn't know how many false accounts had been made, and if they were found out by the inspection bureau, Luo Hao would break out in a cold sweat.

There were many figures, and from time to time there were shouts, and they were knocked to the ground by the driver.

With a cigarette, the people wearing masks fell to the ground one after another, covering their wounds**.

Luo Hao didn't care at all, what he cared about was the contract in hand.

Everyone was beaten to the ground by the driver, the driver clapped his hands and was about to return to the car, and jumped from the truck box a tall man, he was not wearing a shirt, his muscles were well-defined, and he had an inch of haircut, quite Schwarzenegger's style.

The man carried a long hose in his hand and dragged it on the ground with a ping-pong sound.

"This bunch of garbage. The man said sullenly, looking at his companion who was knocked down by the driver, and staring at the driver with disdain: "You have two brushes." ”

The driver calmly got off the plate, beckoned to the inch-headed man, and motioned for the inch-headed man to let the horse come over.

The inch-headed man put the hose on his shoulder, quenched his saliva on the ground, and wiped the liquid that remained at the corner of his mouth: "I haven't moved for a long time." ”

After speaking, the inch-headed man handsomely threw up the water pipe, turned out the afterimage in the air, he shook and waved his fist towards the driver's side.

The driver has experienced many actual battles, experienced and experienced, and knows that the inch-headed man's punch must be a false move, he does not dodge, and his hands are cut straight at the inch-headed man's arm, and the inch-headed man's other hand is instantly in front of the driver, the driver tilts his head to dodge, holding the idea of abolishing the inch-headed man's arm, the inch-headed man sees that the situation is not good, staggers back, and the iron rod is withdrawn.

The driver surrounded Wei to save Zhao with one move, defusing the killing intent of the other party's iron rod, and the inch-headed man looked at the driver fiercely, understanding that the driver was difficult.

He was a little anxious, knowing that the rescue called by Luo Hao was about to arrive, time was tight, and he had to fight quickly, the inch-headed man gritted his teeth, his face was fierce, and he raised the iron rod with both hands to slash the driver's head and face.

The driver knew that this stick could not be hard-connected, otherwise the cervical vertebrae would inevitably be broken by this stick, so he had to bend down to avoid this horizontal split, but the inch-headed man burst into a foul mouth: "Grass your grandma." A kick to the driver's head.

The driver reacted in time, and his hands immediately met the heavy feet of the inch-headed man, but because of his age, he was unable to do it after all, and the whole person was kicked out by the inch-headed man.

Bang.

The driver fell to the ground, and the inch-headed man took the lead, raised the iron rod in his hand and smashed it in the driver's face, and the driver rolled on the ground in a chain, and the iron rod hit the ground next to the driver's head one after another.

Syllable!

The cement floor was smashed out of a small pit by an iron pipe, and the sand and gravel flew sideways, which blinded the driver's eyes, and the driver hurriedly closed his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes, and he had no time to dodge.

The last stick of the inch-headed man could not be dodged, and the hose hit the driver straight in the head.

The driver snorted, his hands limply hanging to the ground, and a burst of scarlet blood flowed into the hole in the ground.

Luo Hao heard that the fight was over, and he didn't raise his head and said, "It's hard work." ”

There was no response, Luo Hao raised his head suspiciously, and saw the tall inch-headed man walking towards him, stretching out his huge hands to grab him.

——

Lin Xiong and Qin Zijun woke up, it was already dark, Lin Xiong hurriedly looked at his mobile phone, and the time showed two o'clock in the morning.

With a rumbling in his stomach, Lin Xiong stood up and looked at the table, where there was a large stack of family names copied last night, but now it was empty.

Lin Xiong was stunned for a moment, then pouted and smiled, and yawned with satisfaction.

Qin Zijun was woken up by Lin Xiong, and woke up with a sleepy face, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the family tree on the table.

Empty, nothing.

"Alas, where did the copied things go?" Qin Zijun asked strangely.

Lin Xiong said to Qin Zijun with a smile on his face: "It seems that I guessed correctly, there is indeed an inner ghost around Lana." ”

"What are you talking about?" Qin Zijun asked strangely.

Lin Xiong sat down opposite Qin Zijun: "Let's put it this way, after I received the call last night, I suspected that there were ghosts in Lana's team, and they were secretly colluding with the people of the donkey brand, otherwise how could we know that the parchment book was in our hands so quickly." ”

Qin Zijun said angrily and funny: "So those materials were copied in vain last night?"

"It's not called a white copy, at least it proves that I have to be right, the genealogy is put in the room to fish, and the inner ghost must sneak in and take it while we are asleep. Lin Xiong said with a smile, and then pointed outside: "Presumably, the staff of the hotel have already caught the inner ghost and sent it to us." ”

"Show Lana the documents just to lure out the inner ghost?" Qin Zijun complained a little: "Why don't you tell me about such an important thing." ”

"I'm afraid that your acting skills are not good, and you will be discovered in advance by the inner ghost. Lin Xiong looked at his watch: "Let's go, go and call Lana, let her see the ghost friends around her." ”

As he was talking, the phone rang in the room, and Lin Xiong walked over to answer it.

"Mr. Lin Xiong, when I delivered your meal last night, you asked us to pay attention to the stranger who came out of your room in the middle of the night, just now a Mi Guo came out of your room, he was in a hurry, we saw him take a folder, suspect that he stole your things, do you need to call the police?"

"No, he's my friend, calling the police doesn't affect him well, just send him to my room. Lin Xiong hung up the phone and walked out of the room to greet Lana.

"So you already thought about it last night!" Qin Zijun was incredible, Lin Xiong was thinking too long.

Lin Xiong came to Lana's door and felt Qin Zijun's admiring gaze: "Don't be happy too early, if Lana doesn't have a way to gather family members, everything will be in vain." ”

Knock knock!

Lin Xiong knocked on Lana's door.