Wu Mian and Qi Haiguang squatted in a dead corner composed of garbage cans and flowers, panting for breath, nervously observing the situation while discussing countermeasures in a low voice.

On the corner of the street a few dozen meters away from the two, the gangster was gesturing to a passer-by, apparently asking if they had seen them.

The situation is quite bad!

Although both of them have rich experience in fighting, after all, they are outnumbered and almost annihilated in a melee just now. In the end, Wu Mian was hit by several sticks in the back, and knocked down several people on the other side in a row with the ruthlessness of both defeats, before he rushed out of the encirclement with Qi Haiguang.

The thugs chased after each other, and the two sides fled for about 20 minutes until they came to this street in the FS district. Fortunately, Qi Haiguang was very familiar with the environment, and quickly found a dark place to hide that was not easy to be noticed, and finally avoided the pursuit for the time being.

However, the thugs have blocked the streets at both ends, and if you take the time to search, you will still find the two of them sooner or later.

Wu Mian's mobile phone was forgotten in the "Golden Light" bar, and Qi Haiguang's mobile phone was also damaged during the fight, so he was never able to call the police for help. They are now like turtles in an urn, and the crisis is imminent.

The only possible way to escape is a massage parlor called "Ouluo" a few steps away. It was the city's most exclusive all-night massage parlor, and although the two had never been in, they had heard from their peers that it was "very hard backstage", and no one had ever dared to go in and make trouble. As long as you can get in, you should be able to avoid the limelight or try to call the police.

Since people come in and out of the massage parlor from time to time, it doesn't seem to be difficult to sneak in while the gangsters are not paying attention. Wu Mian was eager to try, but Qi Haiguang grabbed him, handed over a vivid bucktooth prop, and whispered a few words.

Wu Mian nodded, put the prop into his mouth, and his lips immediately protruded exaggeratedly, becoming an ugly bucktooth man. Qi Haiguang installed a contact lens prop in his right eye and turned into a one-eyed dragon.

is good at disguise and dress-up, which is Qi Haiguang's most powerful housekeeping skill. As a first-class "paparazzi", he often needs to track his target, and in order not to be noticed by the other party, he will always change his appearance during the tracking process.

Of course, this kind of disguise is by no means as magical as the "disguise" in the novel, and it is mainly designed for the psychological weakness of human beings. The trick is to deliberately highlight a particularly obvious "ugliness" that makes a lasting impression at a glance, without paying attention to other details.

At this time, an off-road jeep drove to the entrance of the massage parlor and stopped, and several customers got out of the car and walked inside. Wu Mian and Qi Haiguang took the opportunity to come out of the shadows and swaggered in together.

Since both of them had taken off their cracked coats and put them on their arms, their bare skin was only bruised but not stabbed, and there were no signs of a fight.

The guests in front of them drank too much, and after entering, they asked about the details of various services in a loud voice, and a waiter greeted them patiently. Another waiter came over and greeted Wu Mian: "Sir, how many?"

"One!" Wu Mian held out a finger. Qi Haiguang deliberately approached those guests, pretending to be with them.

This is the strategy that Qi Haiguang has just drawn up. If the gangsters searched here and asked, they must ask the waiter if they had seen such "two people". Not only did they change their appearance, but they also deliberately spread out, so that they could mislead the waiters and deceive the thugs to the greatest extent.

"Please follow me. What kind of service does the gentleman want?" asked the waiter as he took Wu Mian inside.

"Whatever. Do you have any good recommendations?" Wu Mian said casually, looking around, looking for a landline to call.

"You can try the latest 'European-Chinese Mixed Q-bomb Package' to ensure that you are satisfied. The waiter said a term that Wu Mian didn't understand at all. His thoughts weren't on it at all, and he agreed absentmindedly.

So the waiter took Wu Mian to the top floor of the massage parlor and entered a large room. There are a total of four massage benches inside, and a widescreen LCD TV hangs from the wall.

Wu Mian did as the waiter instructed him to lie down on one of the benches. A middle-aged female technician walked in, greeted Wu Mian with a smile on her face, sat down and began to serve him.

Five minutes later, Wu Mian finally knew what the "European-Chinese mixed Q-bomb package" was. It wasn't a mix of European and Chinese massage as he imagined, but ...... Beauty whitening service specially designed for men!

This made him laugh, and his always thick skin turned a rare red. In his opinion, this is the service that the cream director Duan Yu needs, but he didn't expect that he accidentally put such a funny oolong for a while.

He wanted to leave, but the female technician had already smeared a bunch of potions on his face, so he had no choice but to "enjoy" it in order to avoid an argument.

At first, Wu Mian was still a little scared, ready to guard against the gangsters who would rush up to find trouble, but after a while, there was no movement. After that, I vaguely heard Qi Haiguang's loud voice, as if he was flirting with a certain waiter.

It seems that the thugs are also aware of the background here, and they did not openly break in to cause trouble. It may also be that he asked a few words at the door and left a long time ago.

Wu Mian's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and the tiredness after drinking and fighting quietly hit his whole body, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep on the chair after a while.

I don't know how long I slept, Wu Mian in my dream suddenly heard a noise and woke up suddenly. He almost jumped to his feet, but luckily he realized that the sound was coming from the TV on the wall, and he relaxed his nerves again.

Turning his head to look at the clock on the other wall, it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning. That is, I slept for almost an hour. The middle-aged female technician was not around, and she must have left after completing all the steps.

Wu Mian felt a little abnormal on his face, reached out and touched it, dizzy, and actually put on a mask.

He sat up laughing and laughing, and then found that there was one more female guest in the room, half-leaning on the innermost chaise longue, covered with a blanket, and another chubby female technician sitting next to her.

"I'm sorry, sir. The TV in the VIP room was broken and my guests wanted to watch the game live, so they moved here. Sorry for waking you up. The fat technician apologized to Wu Mian repeatedly.

Wu Mian let out an "oh", thinking that she was a female fan, and she didn't forget to watch the game even when she was doing beauty.

He glanced at the female guest a few times, she also had a thick mask on her face, and she couldn't see the beauty or ugliness of her appearance, the only thing that was certain was that she had a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, pure natural eyelashes without any modification, but her eyes were very sharp, and she looked like a proud and stubborn woman.

Her gaze also turned to Wu Mian, nodded slightly at him, her eyes showed a little apology as if she could speak, and then immediately turned back to the TV screen and stared without blinking, as if she was afraid of missing any wonderful scenes.

Wu Mian was a little amused because he saw the live broadcast of the Asian Youth Championship in the United Arab Emirates. He "predicted" the outcome of this game this morning, and the Chinese team lost 3-4 to the Egyptian team.

"In fact, there is nothing to see, the national football team will lose whoever it plays with. Wu Mian said to the fat technician in the Dongjiang Provincial dialect. He could hear her Mandarin with a thick Kuanzhou accent. Since Kuanzhou is the provincial capital and the influence of the Kuanzhou dialect is also the widest, it is customary for Chinese people to call it "Dongjiang dialect". However, Zhuzhou is a newly built immigrant city in the 80s, and has no dialect of its own, and its citizens mainly speak Dongjiang dialect in addition to Mandarin.

As a child, Wu Mian lived in Enzhou, the most remote city in Dongjiang Province, where it had its own dialect, but it was confined to a single city. When he was 18 years old, he came to Zhuzhou to study at university, and he has been living here for many years, so he has also followed the local customs, and he has long been able to speak Dongjiang dialect fluently.

Unexpectedly, the fat technician did not answer, but the female guest turned her head suddenly, and said coldly: "This gentleman, please see clearly, this is the Chinese youth team, not the national football team!" She also used Dongjiang dialect, and her voice was pure and beautiful.

"Hey, it's all the same. It's nothing more than the youth version of the national football team, and the level is just as stinky. ”

"Prejudice! You don't know anything about football. The female guest seemed to disdain to talk to Wu Mian more, and her eyes returned to the TV screen.

"It doesn't matter if you understand it or not, the Chinese team will definitely lose tonight anyway. Wu Mian said with a yawn.

"I said it would win! at least two balls!" the female guest's eyes sparkled with confidence. It is no wonder that the Chinese team scored a goal in the first five minutes of the first half, and it is currently 1-0. The players are full of momentum and completely have the upper hand, no matter how you look at it, they have a better chance of winning.

"Hahaha!" Wu Mian smiled and leaned back, "I'll make a bet with you, if it can win two balls, oh no, as long as it can be tied, I'll run naked on the street!"

"What did you say?"

"I said that the Chinese team will lose tonight! If I am wrong, I will run naked. ”

"You...... It can't be the 'Naked Running Emperor', right?" the female guest suddenly sat up, her voice full of surprise.

Wu Mian had an epiphany and slapped himself in the mouth.

"Naked Running Emperor" is a famous fan in Zhuzhou City, who loves to bet with people with "naked running", and every time he loses a bet, he will fulfill his promise, and take photos and put them on the Internet. However, he wears a mask every time and comes and goes, so no one knows who he really is. Wu Mian's mouth was quick for a while, and the ghost made the god use this as a bet, causing the female guest to misunderstand.

He was about to deny it, when his eyes suddenly widened, and he was stunned!

As the female guest turned from half-lying to sitting, the blanket covered by the blanket slipped down, and her upper body was suddenly exposed. She wore a lilac long-sleeved cardigan, which was thick but tight, outlining the full and towering silhouette of her breasts. The hem of the cardigan is deliberately cut short, and a small snow-white waist is exposed.

When anyone sits in this "bent forward" position, it is inevitable that the waist will be slightly deformed by squeezing. But she is an exception, the bare little waist does not seem to have a trace of excess fat, and still maintains a slender and tight perfect line, which forms a sharp contrast with the plump upper circumference, bringing an irresistible strong temptation.

However, this is not the reason for Wu Mian's shock. The reason why he was shocked was entirely because the clothes were very familiar. He's sure he'd seen it — on this morning's "Early Reading of the World" program!