She hung the rope gun on the line, held the ends of the barrel tightly with both hands, kicked lightly on the trunk of the tree with both feet, lifted the hook line, and her body slid like a javelin through the lush leaves of the camphor tree, quickly sliding towards the osmanthus tree.

In less than five seconds, her body was firmly on the branch of the osmanthus tree. She took off the rope gun, immediately removed the triangular hook, and then removed the end of the thread. Her right thumb and forefinger pinched something that looked like a nut on the body of the gun, and with a slight twist, the coil in the rope gun began to turn again, and in an instant, the wire connected between the two trees was collected into the coil.

She then attached the triangular hook to the end of the line, mounted it on the muzzle of the gun, put away the rope gun, put on her backpack, and went down to the lawn silently like a civet. It's slow to say, but she's actually very fast. She climbed up the camphor tree outside the wall, slid through the line to the osmanthus tree inside the wall, and then down to the ground, the whole process did not take two minutes.

She crouched down, hid behind the trunk of the tree, and after making a clear direction, she sprang briskly out of the green belt, jumped over a carriageway in two steps, and disappeared into the flowers and trees.

Not long ago, Chen Gong drove her into the villa area and stepped on it, and she was already familiar with the environment inside. With the help of the dim street lamp, she quickly climbed the rockery behind Zeng Youliang's villa, and climbed an unknown landscape tree, hiding on the branches to observe the situation on the roof of the villa.

At this time, it was half past two in the morning, and the surroundings of Zeng Youliang's villa were very quiet, and occasionally a few toads were heard. All the windows of the villa were pitch black, and there was not a single light in sight, and the people inside had fallen into a deep sleep. After making sure that it was safe, she took off her backpack from her back, concocted it in the same way, and quickly slid it onto the roof of the villa with the help of the thread in the rope gun.

She put the rope gun away, put it in her backpack, took out a miniature flashlight from it, and walked silently to the fire door. She stretched out her left hand and gently pulled the doorknob, but it didn't open it, and the inside was locked.

She squatted down, turned on the miniature flashlight with her right hand, took a picture of the location of the keyhole, and after determining the size of the keyhole, she pulled down the mask with her left hand and held the miniature flashlight in her mouth.

She first took out a small syringe-like tube from her belt, pressed the soft needle to the keyhole, and a stream of liquid flowed into the keyhole. With her right hand, she pulled out a thin wire from the leg of her right trousers, and with her left hand, she pulled out a pipe thinner than the baby's little finger from the left leg of her trousers.

She put the wire into the iron pipe, and then put the port of the iron pipe on the keyhole, her right hand slowly sent the wire into the keyhole, and felt that it was sent to the bottom, her left hand holding the iron pipe twisted slightly to the right, and her right hand held the doorknob again and pulled it, and the door opened without making a sound.

She put away the lock-picking thing, turned off the miniature flashlight with her right hand, dodged in, and closed the door casually. She stood behind the door and adjusted to the darkness, saw the marble staircase leading to the second floor, and walked softly downstairs.

She came to the staircase on the second floor and saw two red lights on both sides of the shrine where the God of Wealth was placed in the living room, but the light was so weak that she couldn't even see the layout of the living room. She calmed down a little and continued her way downstairs.

She went to the living room, turned on the miniature flashlight and shone around, but she didn't see the wine cabinet. Once she was sure there was no basement, she immediately headed for the restaurant.

The restaurant was very dark, and Fang Fang, who especially liked to move in the dark, was a little uncomfortable. Worried that she would knock something over and wake up the sleeping people in the villa, she immediately turned on the miniature flashlight, slowly walked to the dining table, and quickly found the wine cabinet.

Her heart burst with joy, and she walked a few steps to the wine cabinet, and the first thing she saw was the three jars of medicinal wine placed on the counter. She had no time to pay attention to other high-end white and red wines, as well as all kinds of foreign wines, and her eyes were fixed on the caps of the three jars of medicinal wine.

She hesitated for only a moment, then put the flashlight in her mouth, put black cotton gloves on her gloves, and began to remove the glass cap of the first jar of medicinal wine. The lid was removed very smoothly without making a single sound.

She immediately took out a small black bottle from her arms, quickly unscrewed the cap, a strong and pungent smell emanated, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and she immediately held her breath. The vial contains a very toxic, colorless liquid.

She stopped when her right hand, holding the vial, stopped above the mouth of the jar and was about to pour the poison. She immediately closed the cap of the bottle and opened the glass lids of the other two jars of medicinal wine. When she picked up the medicine bottle again, she didn't hesitate at all, and quickly poured all the poison in the medicine bottle into the three jars of medicinal wine, her eyes still shining with excitement.

After she covered the glass lid of the three jars of medicine and wine as it was, she immediately turned off the miniature flashlight, put on a mask, and quickly left the restaurant and went up to the second floor.

Just as she was about to go up to the rooftop, she suddenly turned around and walked briskly down the aisle. She walked directly to the door of the master bedroom before stopping, put her right ear on the door to listen to the movement inside, and made sure that A-Ying was sleeping inside, and her eyes immediately flashed with a cold gaze.

She gently rested her gloved hands on the doorknob, then held the doorknob and twisted it slowly, there was no locking inside, and the door was opened smoothly. She pushed open a crack in the door that was just big enough to pass through her, and reached in to look inside. With the help of the faint sleep light at the head of the bed, she saw A-Ying leaning outward, sleeping peacefully on the big bed.

She sneered silently, walked sideways, and slowly walked to the bed. She bent down slightly, looking at Ah Ying's pretty face as if admiring a work of art. She turned her eyes again to look at A-Ying's beautiful curves, and she involuntarily raised her hands and touched her body, her eyes revealing a look of jealousy.

She didn't expect that A-Ying, who was sleeping, was so beautiful and charming. If you are a man, you will definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

She glared at A-Ying's pretty face hatefully, and made a grasping motion with both hands, as if she wanted to strangle A-Ying to death in her sleep.

At this time, the sound of turning on the light sounded in the opposite room, it should be someone who got up to go to the toilet, and A-Ying also turned in. Fang Fang was startled, quickly squatted on the ground, and made an attack move. If A-Ying wakes up to get up, she will not hesitate to attack A-Ying.

Fortunately, A-Ying didn't wake up, and after a while, she remembered the sound of steady breathing again. She stood up slowly, glared at A-Ying's curvaceous body with hatred, turned around and walked out of the door, and gently closed the door. She hurried up to the rooftop, followed the same way, and quietly returned to the camphor tree outside the walls of the villa.