One, two, three.

The first guard emerged from the night and walked slowly along the path, the crimson silhouette of a human body, the smoke from his mouth mixed with paleness, and the cigarette butt in his hand flickering on and off.

He walked a stone's throw away, his steps heavy. The automatic sprinkler on the lawn turned, the mist filled the air, and the air became more humid.

The second person appeared more than 30 meters away, passed by the guard, nodded to each other, said hello, and did not stop.

The two walked back to back for more than ten steps, and at the same time heard a slight noise behind them, and turned around at the same time, seeing nothing but each other.

"Is it a rat?" One of them was suspicious, and his hand was pressed on his waist.

The other grinned and laughed, "Isn't it a rat, is it a?" Let's go to the Golden Moon tomorrow, I heard that there is a little sister here, and the kung fu is unbearable. ”

"Fuck, listen to what! No wonder you didn't see the figure of your last round, you must have had fun......" The man before laughed and cursed in a low voice.

The increasing euphoria weakened their vigilance, and neither of them noticed that something seemed to move in the shadow of the mansion, and then disappeared in a flash.

The entire warning network is centered on the mansion, and the moment the No. 27 probe and the No. 31 probe intersect, a figure climbs up the drainage pipe at the corner of the house.

His movements resemble those of a gecko, but he is faster and more agile, and with a few climbs and ups and downs, he reaches the third floor, which is also the highest level of the mansion.

For the Sandman Tu, this is a special story. Twenty-three years ago today, the premature daughter fell to the ground and the wife passed away, which seemed like an exchange of two lives.

The guests who came to attend the banquet had already left one after another, and Sha Qianjin had returned to her room early, and she didn't seem to be in a very good mood. The female university is not staying, and the sandman Tu can guess a little bit of her thoughts, but that iron bull is by no means a suitable candidate, and some things are better to be nipped in the bud as soon as possible.

Every night, Sand Man Tu would punch before going to bed, sweat and then go to the shower. This habit has been maintained for many years, and Xiao Man has already prepared a bedtime flower and fruit tea for him in the bedroom, and he has also prepared a soft and fragrant young **.

Xiao Man is a well-behaved girl, she has been with the sand man for two years, and she has already learned to be 120,000 careful at all times. She was a year younger than Sha Qianjin, but that didn't prevent Sharen Tu from getting the necessary solace from her. A pair of strong and powerful legs is one of Xiao Man's capitals, and Sand Man Tu has never liked Sister Lin's weak beauty, he needs a bed partner who can withstand control.

At this moment, the sand man Tu walked into the bedroom, but Xiao Man did not meet him as before.

She stood on the palace-style bed without an inch, holding the bedpost with one hand and the waist with the other, and all her youthful capital was displayed to the greatest extent in this extremely tempting posture.

Sand Man Tu closed the door with his backhand, and although he was no longer young, the instinct of the male surname still made him react, and it was a big reaction.

"Are you seducing Lao Tzu?" The sandman Tu laughed, ripped off the bath towel wrapped around his waist, and strode forward.

The lights in the bedroom were dimmed, and the fair-skinned female body was irresistibly alluring against the backdrop of the luxurious tiger-striped bedspread. The sandman Tu walked to the bedside, but his steps suddenly stopped.

It was only then that he noticed that Xiao Man's standing posture was comparable to that of a professional model, with a stiffness like a dead fish, and his face with light makeup was also filled with fear.

One of the people on the couch in the corner of the room turned on the wall lamp and sat there motionless, without any expression on his pale and indifferent face.

"How did you get in?!" The Sandman Tu glared at the man, his pupils constricting into sharp needles.

Chen Mo looked at him and slowly showed a smile, "I'm here to thank you, Boss Sha." ”

There is indeed nothing wrong with the law of the tree, the 23rd Bureau has been concerned about the Sha family for a long time, and the topographic map of the mansion is so detailed that the location of each monitoring probe is marked. This time, Xiao Jian not only didn't ask anything more, but also showed Chen Mo a document by the way, which recorded a large number of cases involving the Sand Man Massacre in recent years.

"There are some things we can't do, but that doesn't mean we can't see them." Xiao Jian's words were subtle.

The heavily guarded mansion was still welcoming uninvited guests for the first time, and at this moment, Sand Man Tu's face could no longer be described as difficult to describe, "You'd better get out of my house now, or be carried out, and choose for yourself!" ”

The last executive director who came to the mansion to report his performance became a cripple who had to deal with a wheelchair for the rest of his life because he looked at Xiao Man a few more times, but now Chen Mo has seen his woman without omission, but Xiao Man stood there and didn't even dare to move, just like a naked model standing in front of a magnesium lamp.

"You must know what I mean, and I'm not mistaken." Chen Mo was indifferent, "The four guards in the next room don't need to be called, they can't save you." If you don't believe me, try it now. ”

A life that is too pampered is not a good thing for Lian Jiazi, the strength of the sand man slaughter is less than level six, and in Chen Mo's eyes, it is no different from a fish belly.

Tana and the three people who were released brought the chrome slag wood back to Gumeng, and taught Chen Mo the method of restraining his breath before leaving. Shamanic believers revere nature, and Tana tells Chen Mo that all she has to do is dissolve herself in the environment.

Although this is not what Chen Mo wants most, it also plays a certain role today. Sharen Tu couldn't understand how he sneaked into his bedroom without knowing it, something that was condensing on Chen Mo's body was really cold, and everyone who had been stained with blood could easily sniff out that it was a killing machine.

"I almost got shot into a hornet's nest during the day, you should know that, right?" Chen Mo saw that the sand man slaughter did not call for help, so he smiled and asked.

"What does it have to do with me? Do you think I did it? Sand Man Tu motioned for Xiao Man to lie back on the quilt, and the latter did so tremblingly. She originally wanted to create a surprise full of fragrance, but she didn't expect that shortly after posing, she suddenly noticed that there was an extra person on the sofa. Those dark eyes seemed to have a breathtaking power, which made her lose her ability to think, and she only knew how to tremble.

Chen Mo did not stop the two people in front of him from putting on a fig leaf respectively, and said lightly: "Even if those who pretend to be soldiers are wearing military uniforms, they really don't look like soldiers, with fine skin and tender meat, and they don't even have a callus on their hands, you have smashed this scene." Are you trying so hard to imply the Xiao family's connections in the Chengdu Garrison Area? But you seem to have forgotten a little, the Xiao family really wants to do it here, how can they hide it from you if they transfer so many people. ”

"I said I didn't do it, do you believe it or not?" Sharen Tu knew very well that Chen Mo was not bluffing, he could take the risk of coming here, and he already had the intention of killing.

Although the sandman slaughter is not afraid, its momentum is weakening, which is something that has never been done before.

He still remembers the analogy of the wilderness.

"Your daughter is in the seventh room on the left, and now she is lying on the bed, but she is not asleep. She's on the phone, holding the TV remote control in her right hand, and keeps changing the channel, it should be that the TV sound is not turned on, is it thoughtful? Chen Mo tilted his head slightly, like a glutton smelling blood, "Well, I just put down the phone, and now I'm dialing." ”

Before the voice fell, the incoming call bell rang.

Chen Mo pressed the mobile phone speakerphone, and Sha Qianjin's voice came out clearly, "Brother Chen Mo, have you slept?" ”

Sharen Tu's face changed greatly, and Xiao Man fainted directly.

"Didn't sleep, is there something wrong?" Chen Mo stared at the sand man slaughter and asked with a smile.

"Tie Niu said that you will go back to Shudong soon, and I want to invite him to dinner tomorrow, but he said that he can't go anywhere without your permission. Brother Chen Mo, just let him come out! Sha Qianjin is older than Chen Mo, but he calls him "big brother", the meaning of which is self-evident.

"I'm in your dad's room, why don't you come and talk?" Chen Mo threw out the fishhook.

"Huh? Are you sure? Sha Qianjin was very surprised, and the sound of footsteps and tapping sounded immediately.

The sandman Tu just wanted to roar to warn, but then he heard Chen Mo say with a grin: "I'm kidding, don't wear clothes, pick up the remote control, and go back to bed to watch TV!" ”

"How do you know I'm dressed?" Sha Qianjin was obviously surprised.

"I'm looking at you." Chen Mo replied coldly.

Rao is Sha Qianjin is not afraid of the earth, and there is no sound at this time. The sand man Tu even trembled, what is the difficulty of the other party being able to install the monitoring device in the mansion and secretly ask for his daughter's life? What's the use of just making Chen Mo unable to get out?

Chen Mo hung up the phone and didn't say a word.

The sandman slaughtered Mu for a long time, and suddenly gritted his teeth, "The person is indeed not what I was looking for, the Xiao family made a deal with me." ”

"Xiao Shiji is still in your hands, right?" Chen Mo asked.

Sharen Tu seemed to be dozens of years old, and sighed, "Yes, Xiao Shiji is my bargaining chip now, if you don't pinch her, you can't make the Xiao family bow their heads." After all, Pan Jinyu is not a partner of our level, and she can't give me more, so if the Xiao family wants to attack you, I will turn a blind eye. In fact, I myself have long had this plan, compared to Pan Jinyu, you are younger and more ambitious, and you may become a big threat in two years. No one likes mad dogs, and you can understand that. ”

Chen Mo actually nodded, agreeing with his point of view, "You're not bad, I'm not here today to see you off, how about we continue to be friends?" ”

"Can you still trust me?" The Sandman Tu was getting more and more unable to see through his thoughts.

"If you don't believe it now, you will almost be able to believe it in a while." Chen Mo smiled.

After Xiao Shiji was taken to the room by the guards, the sandman Tu called Xiao Dingshen.

"Xiao Qisan, you dare to touch one of my hair......" Xiao Shiji's sneer quickly turned into a miserable scream that made people's gums sour.

Chen Mo put down her bloody severed hand, pressed her other arm, and said coldly, "I'm not interested in other people's hair. ”

Listening to Xiao Dingshen's roar on the other end of the phone, the sandman Tu's forehead and face were already covered with cold sweat.

Another scream came out, and Chen Mo's eyes were as solid as ice.

He didn't say a word to Xiao Dingshen, not a word. Just as when Fang Changfeng returned to the hotel and collapsed, he didn't have time to say a word, a word.

He practiced martial arts at the age of four, and he never stopped for 94 years, practicing three times in winter and three times in summer.

It's not just Tana who can surpass the limit, it's Fang Changfeng's most primordial power and life that burns in the Great Qiankun style.

His father, Fang Nuxiao, also used the Great Qiankun style when facing the invaders of the Eight Kingdoms, hundreds of enemy soldiers exploded and died, half of the street was completely flattened, and all the bungalows on the side of the street were destroyed by Gangliu in silence.

Fang Fuxiao died on the spot, his qi and blood were exhausted, and he stood upright.

He didn't like foreign guns.

(To be continued)