Yan Murong has a good habit - if people don't offend me, I don't offend people, if people offend me, I don't beat Ya out of green, even if Ya has never eaten leeks.

Zhen Cheng is a rich man, but it also depends on who he compares with.

With those who have been struggling on the food and clothing line all year round, his life is superior enough, living in a warm and bright commercial house, and having a high-end car. But compared to the Arab sheikhs who lit cigarettes with dollars, he was a scumbag.

The place where Zhen Cheng lives is called the Arc de Triomphe - of course, this is not the Arc de Triomphe in France, but just a high-end residential community with the same name.

At three o'clock in the night, this time is the most sleepy time for people, and it is also the time when the defense is the most relaxed.

Outside the Arc de Triomphe, an ordinary Toyota SUV drove slowly over, stopped in a corner without any surveillance probes, and two men and a woman walked down the car.

"How good is it to sleep in the middle of the night, why do you call me too?" Duan Zixuan looked at Yan Murong and Little Snake and said complainingly.

Pulling the somewhat tight black night coat on his body, and then looking at the hood that the little snake gave him that only showed his nose and eyes, he was depressed.

Before he met Yan Murong, when had he ever done this kind of stealing and touching dogs. It's okay now, I've done everything I should have done in this life, and I've done everything I shouldn't have done, and I haven't worked in vain.

"We're old partners anyway, how can you do it without you?" Yan Murong chuckled softly. "You see what the Three Musketeers are on TV, but I've never heard of the Two Musketeers."

"Two people can be called a double evil." Duan Zixuan said correctively.

"Okay, you two are not poor, hurry up and get down to business." The little snake said with a notebook in his hand. "There are a lot of cameras in here, and I'll control all the cameras to fail later, but it will only last thirty seconds at most, so you two can run as fast as you can - don't take the elevator when you enter the building, just climb the stairs, there are no cameras in the stairs."

"Climbing stairs? Damn, that bastard lives on the seventeenth floor. Duan Zixuan was born again and complained.

"You have to climb the 170th floor." Little Snake said. "Otherwise, you two young masters will have to be on the news tomorrow morning - although this place is not as good as Repulse Bay, it is also a place where rich and famous people gather, and the security measures are very tight."

"Then climb." Duan Zixuan said helplessly.

"Alright, let's get ready for action." The little snake pointed to the iron fence not far away and said. "Run now, I'll turn off their cameras right away, remember, run faster."

Seeing the little snake get into the car, the two put the hood on their heads, glanced at each other, and quickly climbed over the fence and disappeared into the night.

Thirty seconds flashed by, and the two of them just ran into the corridor. Without stopping, he quickly ran up to the seventeenth floor. But when the two arrived at Zhen Cheng's door, they were completely depressed.

"Damn, this still has a password? How to get in? Yan Murong looked at the silver needle in his hand and muttered depressedly.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." The sound of a small snake came from the headphones, mixed with the sound of crackling and tapping on the keyboard.

"Click."

There was a soft sound, and then the electronic combination lock on the door turned green, and the door automatically popped open a small gap.

The two gently opened the door, walked in lightly, and then slowly closed the door.

To the surprise of the two, the room was not pitch black, a light shone through the crack in the door of a room, and from time to time there were women's moans and men's gasps and scolding.

The two in the darkness glanced at each other, then walked to the door of the room, looked inside through the gap, and were immediately stunned.

A big bed, a pair of naked ~ naked men and women, the woman knelt on the bed and couldn't stop moaning, the man was rampage, and his mouth kept scolding some unbearable words.

The two looked at each other again, and both saw surprise and a smile in each other's eyes.

The man is naturally Zhen Cheng, and it is unknown who the woman is and whose wife is. It's just that Yan Murong didn't expect that this Zhen Cheng seemed to be a gentle and polite handsome uncle type on the surface, but he was a complete beast in his stocks.

"It's a pity that my phone doesn't have a video recording function." Yan Murong sighed quietly, his tone full of regret.

"Hehe, you don't have it, mine you have." Duan Zixuan smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned it into video mode, and slapped it along the crack in the door.

The inside was hot, the outside was full of fun, and soon, with a low roar, the battle in the house was over.

"Damn, it's only four minutes and twenty-nine seconds?" Duan Zixuan exclaimed in a low voice.

"You're still counting the time?" Yan Murong asked in surprise.

"I don't have that much to spare." Duan Zixuan pointed to the time on the screen of his phone. "There's a timer on this."

"At his age, close to five minutes is not too short." Yan Murong commented.

"I just don't know if I take medicine or not." Duan Zixuan complained. "If it takes so much time to take the medicine, it will be really useless."

"Hey, I said you two are finished?"

The two were discussing the "war" just now, and the voice of the little snake came from the earphones again. "Is it okay to be professional? You are thieves now, not paparazzi. ”

"Damn, I almost forgot about business." Yan Murong scolded secretly, waved his hand at Duan Zixuan, and then, pushed open the door, and walked in with a swagger.

To the surprise of **, both of them walked in, but the two people on the bed did not react at all. The woman had been lying on the bed, but Zhen Cheng was lying on top of her, snoring evenly in her nose, and she was actually tired and asleep.

"What should I do?" Duan Zixuan looked at Yan Murong dumbfounded, thinking, no wonder there are so many people burglarizing, feelings are really easy to get. Now if you take something and leave, make sure they don't react at all.

"It's not easy." Yan Murong smiled, grabbed a glass of water on the bedside table, and poured it on the two on the bed.

"Hey, wake up, robbery!"

Yan Murong's voice was not loud, but the woman below heard someone talking, turned her head to look, and saw two people in black clothes and hoods standing in front of the bed looking at them, and suddenly screamed in fright. It was this scream that made Zhen Cheng wake up too.

"Ahh

After a period of panic, Zhen Cheng hurriedly pulled the cover on his body and looked at Yan Murong and the others with a look of fear.

"Who are we?" Yan Murong looked at Duan Zixuan and asked. "Aren't we dressed professionally enough? He didn't see that we were robbing? ”