Chapter 47: The Trap

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Yang Fan's heart began to accelerate. This killing was not the same as the last one. Although Yang Fan took the initiative to attack the first two street gangsters, they were eventually bitten to death by Ruby. The mysterious man for the second time took the initiative to attack Yang Fan, and was finally bitten to death by the ruby. These two times were not Yang Fan's intentional killings, but this time it was different, it was Yang Fan who took the initiative to kill Wang Heitou, which was still a test for Yang Fan's mental endurance.

Yang Fan was thinking in his heart, and with a glance of his eyes, he saw a tall figure walking in, the flesh of his deep body trembling as he walked, Yang Fan squinted his eyes and confirmed for a long time, and confirmed that it was Wang Heitou.

Wang Heitou was naked, and there was no one else behind him, he jumped directly into the pool and sat down, he leaned his head against the pool wall, covered his eyes with a towel, and began to sleep.

Yang Fan didn't act immediately, he observed for a while, and after confirming that there were no people with Wang Heitou around, he wanted to act.

But the huge psychological pressure made his hands and feet numb, and he shook unconsciously, Yang Fan quickly soaked his head in the water and woke up for a while, then put his hand on his mouth and bit it heavily.

The pain relieved Yang Fan's nervousness a little, and Yang Fan took out the towel in the basket with his right hand, and then secretly put it in the pool and pressed it under his buttocks. Because Wang Heitou and Yang Fan happened to be sitting in the north and south directions of the pool, Yang Fan could clearly see that Wang Heitou's Adam's apple was rising and falling with his own snoring.

Yang Fan made up his mind, gently picked up the towel and knife with his right hand, stood up from the pool, and slowly walked in the direction of Wang Heitou. Just after taking a few steps, Yang Fan suddenly felt that something was wrong, a strong mental pressure seemed to lock him, Yang Fan's footsteps slowed even slower, and his eyes glanced around carelessly.

At this moment, Yang Fan found that the two people who were sitting on the left and right of Wang Heitou and the young man who was rubbing ashes not far behind Wang Heitou had stopped their movements and looked at him with concern.

"No, that's not right. Yang Fan had a strong premonition, "This is a fucking trap, just waiting for me to take the bait." ”

The huge pressure crushed Yang Fan in an instant, and he wanted to rush out of the bathhouse and escape. But a sense of reason in his mind told him, "Don't mess up, if you panic first, you will definitely not be able to get out of this door and will be caught." So Yang Fan slowed down his pace, increased his hand and foot movements, making himself look more clumsy, and his eyes no longer looked at those people, just paying attention to the water in front of him.

Yang Fan slowly turned his angle slightly, and moved in the direction next to the person to the right of Wang Heitou.

Finally approaching the edge of the pool, Yang Fan didn't know if his actions were effective.

Yang Fan slowly held on to the steps by the pool, like a normal person afraid of slipping, climbed out of the pool hard, and the splash brought out by the forty-three yard big left foot accidentally splashed the face of the person sitting on the right side of Wang Heitou.

"Fuck, that's bad luck. The man on the right cursed secretly, thinking to himself, "If I hadn't had something serious, I would have gotten up and beaten you up a bastard, and I would have been clumsy when I got out of the pool." ”

Yang Fan got out of the pool and walked straight to the waiter who was rubbing the bath on the side. "Come and rub the dust. ”

"Okay," the waiter quickly washed the scrubbing bed aside, and then spread a layer of white layer plastic sheet. Then motioned for Yang Fan to lie down.

Yang Fan just made a gesture to lie down, as if he suddenly remembered something. "Is your bath towel disposable? ”

"No, if you want a one-time one, I'll get you a new one. "Waiters often encounter such sophisticated people.

"Do you want money for a new one?" Yang Fan asked.

"Ten dollars a piece. Shall I get you one?" waiters who come here don't care about this kind of small money.

"Forget it, I'll go get my own. Yang Fan didn't lie down anymore, and went back the same way.

The waiter in the back was itching angrily. "It's the first time I've seen this kind of turtle grandson. ”