After Su Mei left, the day passed in such a hurry, because of Su Mei, several women in the villa did not pay attention to Zhang Lang. This made Zhang Lang really depressed for a while.

After dinner in the evening, Zhang Lang waited for the little boy to wash. Then they each went back to their rooms, lying quietly on the bed in their rooms, quietly waiting for the arrival of the time agreed with Cheng Zaitian.

When the midnight bell struck 12 o'clock, Zhang Lang got up and changed into a set of black clothes, carried his special prop bag, and quietly walked out of the door of his villa.

Zhang Lang instinctively opened his garage, looked at the Dodge Tomahawk that was quietly parked there like a silver monster, sighed softly, and said to himself: "Damn, why are there so many things recently, you wait for me to think about it, I will transform you first." Why are you making such a great thing? I don't know if the sound of the engine will disturb other people's rest?"

sighed, took a taxi and drove towards the den of Cheng Zaitian and his little lover.

Every time a leader calls him, Cheng Zaitian instinctively jumps up like a frightened rabbit to answer the phone, trembling and listening to the instructions of the person on the other end of the phone, for fear that he will accidentally hear some bad news about himself.

Even when he was in bed with his little lover, his combat effectiveness decreased a little, which made his little lover complain every time.

In the end, Cheng Zaitian, at the instigation of his little lover, agreed with Zhang Lang that he would kill Zhang Lang when he came that night, you know, although he does not lack this million, no one wants to give the money he worked hard to give to others in vain, and this million is enough for his own activities up and down, and the video matter is suppressed.

What's more, the boss of the Agni Hall in the North District is still his son's subordinate, although Zhang Lang is very capable of fighting, it is not impossible to leave Zhang Lang here tonight. What's more, the fifty people his son ordered Qingsheng to let him photograph are definitely the elite of the elite.

Seeing that the time agreed between him and Zhang Lang was getting closer and closer, Cheng Zaitian's heart became more and more restless, he didn't know if Zhang Lang would come tonight, and he didn't know if the fifty people could really leave Zhang Lang here.

Zhang Lang sat in the taxi, Zhang Lang always felt that something was going to happen tonight, the closer the taxi got to Cheng Zaitian's villa, the stronger the uneasy feeling in Zhang Lang's heart.

Finally, the taxi stopped in front of Cheng Zaitian Villa, and after Zhang Lang got out of the taxi, he angrily threw the driver a ticket of 20 yuan. Then he said coquettishly, "No need to look for it!" and even swept his slender broken hair.

But immediately after the taxi driver's words, Zhang Lang was completely spartan. I saw that the taxi driver was extremely aggrieved and pinched the 20 yuan ticket. He said quietly, "Sir, I have only pulled you alone. If you don't have a girl in the car, you don't have to install a 13. You're twenty dollars short of me!"

"Uh" Zhang Lang kept twitching the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, hurriedly took out another twenty yuan ticket from his pocket, and said stingy to the taxi driver angrily before walking towards the door of Cheng Zaitian's villa.

When the taxi driver was leaving, he looked at Zhang Lang's back with disdain, spit on it, and said, "What the hell, there are too many 13s." I haven't seen you pretend like this, this is not bullying us rural people, I haven't heard of this sentence at first glance, the rural roads are also slippery, the terrain is more complicated, don't look down on rural people, you don't have money and still want to pretend to be 13 in front of rural people? Be sober and stupid young man! Your ability to pretend to be 13 can't hide the essence of your poor 13 after all!"

This made Zhang Lang, who had not gone far and had heard well, suddenly stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

After such a small episode, Zhang Lang's nervous mood was relaxed, and the uneasiness in his heart was not so strong, the door of the villa was not locked, Zhang Lang easily pushed open the door and walked in. She saw it at a glance, Cheng Zaitian, who was waiting for her in the courtyard of the villa, and his bewitching little lover.

And the keen nerves that have been cultivated through continuous theft in major places in the past few years, he also discovered that there are many people hidden in the courtyard of the villa. But he is not afraid, after all, the artist is bold, and he is confident that he will get the one million from Cheng Zaitian tonight.

"Yo, I didn't expect my face to be so big, and I bothered Mayor Cheng to pick me up in this courtyard in person. Zhang Lang took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and said to Cheng Zaitian in a mocking tone.

"What's the matter, why didn't I see my million, Mayor Cheng, do you want to regret it?" Zhang Lang squinted slightly and looked around Cheng Zaitian, and he didn't see anything that could hold a million, and said in a cold tone.

"Hehe, it's not that I have a million here, what if you can give me the negative of that video, how about I give you 100,000?" Cheng Zaitian said to Zhang Lang with a dark face.

"Hahaha, it has doubled from one million to one hundred thousand, Mayor Cheng, you have a good calculation, and you also want the negative of my video, I originally thought that if you performed well, I would be able to give you this negative tonight, it seems that now we don't have to talk about it, and Cheng Zaitian, you are very good." Even you, master, dare to play 100,000 yuan? ”

Since he tore his face, Zhang Lang laughed a few times and knew that he didn't need to continue talking nonsense with Cheng Zaitian, looking at Cheng Zaitian's constantly trembling figure, Zhang Lang continued: "Don't think I don't know what you are doing, you think that just these people in your villa can threaten me to give you the video negatives, you think too much, Lao Tie." Now that everything has been said and done, and what you are doing now makes me very unhappy. So I changed my mind, and after ten million three days, I will take it out at this time and hand it over to me to be responsible, and you will wait to say goodbye to your black yarn hat!"

"Hehe, hahaha, okay, now that the matter has been decided, then we really don't have to talk about it. I, Cheng Zaitian, have been in the officialdom for so long, and I don't have any connections. I'll tell you the truth, don't say it, you don't want to take a penny from me today, and this million is enough for me to go up and down to suppress this video incident. Come on, do it!"

As soon as Cheng Zaitian's words fell, a big man with a steel pipe, a baseball bat and even a hammer appeared in the courtyard of the villa.

When Zhang Lang saw these people, he sneered, stepped on the ground, and shot towards Cheng Zaitian at a fast speed. He saw that Cheng Zaiangel wanted to keep himself here today. Capture the thief and capture the king first, Zhang Lang believes that as long as he controls Cheng Zaitian, he can leave safely today, and even get the million.

Although if he fights alone, Zhang Lang will definitely be able to solve this fifty-odd man. But if you do that, the cost is too great, and you will be injured, and you will exchange the least risk for the greatest benefit, which is the basic principle of Zhang Lang's life.

But Zhang Lang obviously underestimated the reaction speed of these big men, as well as their own strength, and at the moment when Zhang Lang rushed out, the big men who were close to Cheng Zaitian stood in front of Cheng Zaitian again, blocking Zhang Lang's way forward. So that Zhang Lang couldn't get close to Cheng Zaitian at all, and touched him at all.

"Cheng Zaitian, you old bastard, I wrote down today's matter, master, you just wait for your heroic appearance to spread all over the Internet in a few days. Zhang Lang yelled at Cheng Zaitian angrily, and didn't rush towards him, changing directions. He ran towards the gate of the villa and ran quickly.

"Chase me, I'll chase after me, blow it for me, don't worry about it, I'll intercept him quickly, he must be left here today, you guys chase after him!" Cheng Zaitian saw that Zhang Lang was about to run, and shouted angrily.

But how could Zhang Lang let him catch up, not to mention, he still has a lost step, this exquisite step. Even the kind of running skills that he has practiced in foreign countries for being hunted down for theft over the years are not comparable to the fifty people in front of him.

I saw Zhang Lang running out of Cheng Zaitian's villa after a while, and the fifty people behind him were still screaming and chasing him with the weapons in their hands.

Then, in the middle of the night in the magic capital, there was such a scene on a remote street, an emaciated figure was constantly running, occasionally doing somersaults, sliding steps, splitting legs, etc., which was even more powerful than the most professional parkour personnel.

Behind him, the men of all kinds of weapons are constantly screaming and chasing, and it looks like a city hunter who was very famous in the game a few years ago.

Running and running, Zhang Lang stopped, there was no way, a group of people appeared in front of him, and this time not only a group of people with various weapons appeared on the streets around him in front of him. In this way, Zhang Lang had to stop.

Zhang Lang saw the scene in front of him, his scalp was numb for a while, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart, although Zhang Lang had experienced many winds and waves. But when he saw so many people surrounding him, everyone panicked. It seems that this Cheng Zaitian is determined to kill himself.

Zhang Lang couldn't help but scold in his heart. This old iron rooster, how much the fuck is this hatred and resentment, doesn't he want you a million? As for the fucking finding so many people to besiege the master?

But this little thing is not difficult for our great brother Lang, I only saw Zhang Lang put his hand into his props bag, felt out a pair of gloves, and slowly put them on. He ran to a nearby building.

Then the group of people below saw that Zhang Lang's hand magically sucked on the wall of the building, and then he began to slowly climb up.

Zhang Lang turned his head to look at their bewildered expressions, laughed happily and said: "Haha, the scum want to catch you Brother Lang and me, and then go back to your mother's womb to practice for a hundred years." ”

Then Zhang Lang's voice stopped abruptly, and an even more incredible scene appeared after you, only to see Zhang Lang, who had climbed a lot of height, began to slowly descend.

What is the situation? Everyone down there is a look at me, and I look at you as a circle.