"It is estimated that it will take ten minutes at most for the Tangmen headquarters, and twelve minutes at most if there is a traffic jam. ”

"The problem is that if the people who Xiao Xuan led away come back, the thief benefactor will die, and the poor monk will not do anything. ”

"Knowing that you don't have enough time, are you still?" Mei Sanbu roared: "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu came out to scare you!"

"It's up to me at the critical moment. The essence in Weiliang's eyes flashed and disappeared.

"Thief, look for adhesive tape or something, hydrosol is fine. ”

"I'm a thief, not a thief!" Mei Sanbu corrected Wei Liang's incorrect name, and quickly returned to the first floor to get the hydrosol, which he had seen when he looked around on the first floor.

"Anyway, you now pour the hydrosol into a silver bowl, add a little water, and stir it a few times. Wei Liang commanded remotely.

Mei Sanbu did what he meant by Weiliang, and after more than ten seconds, the hydrosol dried completely and stuck it in a silver bowl.

"Alright, now take out the hydrosol and look for any palm prints. Wei Liang continued.

"How is this thing the same as a face mask?" Mei Sanbu took out the hydrosol and carefully held it in his hand to look left and right, and then pasted it on the stair railing.

If you want to talk about the place to leave fingerprints, the guardrail must be right, many people have an obsessive-compulsive disorder, go upstairs and downstairs like to touch the guardrail, there must be enough palm prints on it.

Just like Mei's guess in three steps, the hydrosol was pasted on the guardrail, and sure enough, it was printed with messy palm prints.

"This palm print is too messy to use, right?" Mei asked Sanbu.

"Of course you can't use it, look for adhesive tape, restore these messy palm prints as much as possible, and you can use it. "Not cool.

After Weiliang's death, the monk has been watching stupidly, and he is still watching Mao's movies, and what he is doing now is no different from the plot in the movie.

Mei Sanbu was helpless, ran to find the adhesive tape again, carefully printed the palm print, and then several pieces of adhesive tape were glued together, barely copying a somewhat broken palm print imprint.

At this point, a minute and a half has passed.

"Wait!" Xiao Fan's face became strange: "The palm print of this combination lock, whose palm print is it? Is it consistent with the palm print on the railing?"

Everyone fell silent, and one by one suddenly realized.

Nima...... Does it mean that what I'm doing now is useless?" Mei Sanbu's face changed drastically.

"Of course it's useless. If you want to open this door, what you need is the old man's palm print. ”

A voice came into Mei Sanbu's ears, and Xiao Fan and the others outside instantly widened their eyes.

When Mei Sanbu turned around quickly, he saw an old guy in his sixties with a white beard, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he was already holding a few hidden weapons in his hands, and a flat box was clasped with his hands.

"Rainstorm pear flower needle!" Xiao Fan experienced it once, and he couldn't be more familiar with it, and shouted: "Mei three steps to dodge!"

Brush Brush Brush ......

In an instant, in the rainstorm pear flower needles, countless fine needles like cow hair attacked, and Mei Sanbu was covered in sweat and hair standing upside down, running the light power to the extreme, desperately dodging to open.

Dingdingding......

The sound of a numbing scalp kept ringing, and the thin needles sank into the walls, leaving dense holes.

The old guy saw that Mei Sanbu could actually dodge the rainstorm pear flower needle, snorted coldly, and all kinds of hidden weapons in his hand came out, and there was even a ball the size of a mango, after being thrown, it exploded with a bang, and the lotus-shaped flowers splashed everywhere, and the metal beads attacked as quickly as bullets.

This is another top secret weapon of the Tang Sect: Buddha Fury Tang Lian!

The space in the corridor is very small, and there is not much place for Mei Sanbu to flicker and move, and at the moment of crisis, Mei Sanbu resisted two beads with a dagger, and his embarrassed figure rolled down, rolling down the stairs directly, approaching the old guy, and quickly attacking.

At the same time, Xiao Fan and the monk had already rushed into the villa quickly and went straight to the third floor.

The old man's strength is also an innate realm, but because he specializes in the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, his melee strength is low, so he barely entangled, and quickly retreated, intending to open the distance and attack with the secret weapon again.

But before he could throw out the hidden weapon, Xiao Fan and the monk had already arrived, and they were sandwiched with Mei Sanbu before and after.

The old man's face changed, his body rolled over, and he rushed into a certain room on the second floor, and his body was very fast, and after breaking through the glass, he jumped out of the villa, kicked back, and fled into the distance.

"Chase! This old guy is going in the direction of Weiliang!"

Xiao Fan and the monk looked solemn, and they also jumped out of the window and chased away.

Wei Liang's strength is too poor, and once he encounters the old guy head-on, he is likely to be killed in an instant.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is about to start performing. The monk's internal strength was running, and his body was in a trance, and his speed was amazingly fast, and he actually pulled Xiao Fan down two positions.

The old guy who escaped was not far from Weiliang at this time, and when he saw Weiliang, he did not hesitate to shoot out several hidden weapons.

Wei Liang was frightened, he didn't dare to hesitate, he shrank back with the computer, and hid behind the big tree.

"Humph!"

The old guy snorted coldly, and was about to shoot again, but the monk had already arrived, a string of Buddhist beads swept over, the old guy's face was gloomy, and he wanted to escape again after dodging, but he was entangled by the monk.

Xiao Fan's speed was a little slower, and he had already arrived after the monk entangled the old guy, and the two of them launched their full strength to besiege the old guy.

The black light of the jade dagger flowed, and under the blessing of Xiao Fan's internal strength, the angle was reversed, and with a snort, a bloody mark appeared on the old guy's shoulder.

"Damn it!"

The old guy's face changed greatly, and a hidden weapon was thrown out indiscriminately, but Xiao Fan had already prepared, dodged and dodged, and the speed did not decrease, and he attacked the old guy again.

The monk's Buddha beads were soft but sharp, like a steel whip, and when the old guy attacked Xiao Fan, he hit the old guy in the back hard, causing him to stumble, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Xiao Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the jade dagger stabbed the old guy's chest between the lightning and flint.

In the old guy's horrified gaze, it instantly pierced his heart.

"Uh......"

The old guy looked down at the pitch-black dagger on his chest, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his body fell limply to the ground.

Mei Sanbu didn't come until this moment, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and the moment of life and death just now made him feel like he had stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot.

"Quick! Copy his palm prints, open that door!" Wei Liang took out a piece of soft mud from his backpack, and when he threw it, he was caught by Xiao Fan, and pressed it the old guy's palm, and when he released it again, there were already dense palm prints on it.

Mei Sanbu didn't dare to delay, holding the palm print, running with internal strength, kicking the ground with both legs, jumping high, and after borrowing strength on the wall, he jumped in from the broken window on the second floor, and then went straight to the third floor without stopping.

It's a long story, but less than half a minute has passed.

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(Tomorrow there are only three chapters in the morning, and there is no update in the evening, and the fourth, that is, the day after tomorrow, starts after twelve o'clock at noon, and all the chapters owed are all filled!)