The purpose of the secret room is to smoke to death a middle-aged man who can't write,,。

This is what Lao Xian can do, his thinking is as special as Einstein, the difference is that Einstein has dedicated his life to science, and he is with his life, and Han Dayan, who is on his back, is also smelling with his life.

They are all strange people, and their encounter is destined to be a story

"You're very resistant." I walked around the thing and pinched my nose quite far away.

"I don't know if it's strong or not, anyway, the rhinitis of more than ten years has been cured." Han Dayan shrugged his eyelids and said.

"I'm curious, you said he pulled it yesterday morning, so how did you eat last night."

"By the time I ate dinner, it was already air-dried, and it didn't smell much."

"Well, it's dry."

I resisted the feeling of vomiting and said, "I don't like you, you know." ”

"You don't like what I do, I'm just an errand worker, I still eat and drink until now, that shows that there are still business opportunities in this industry, how to say Jackie Chan's advertisement, there is no sale, there is no killing, I quite agree with this sentence, Lin Heng sent me money, then I will do you, on the contrary, you give me money, I also do Lin Hengfa, you see that my leg was bitten by a dog, my head was smashed by a knife, and I was hit with several bricks on my body, all of which are like this, I also helped Lin Hengfa kill Liu Hongjiang, you said, Am I very dedicated. Han Dayan, who hadn't spoken for several days, was obviously suffocated and gushed endlessly at me.

"Hehe, what you said seems to make sense."

"That must be dropped, after doing this business, what I see the most is the truth, it makes sense for my sister-in-law to sleep with my brother-in-law, it makes sense for my brother to stab my brother behind my back, and it makes sense for my brother to my brother, anyway, it makes all the sense, hehe."

"Then what's the reason for you to do this?"

"I don't want to work, I want to spend money." Han Dayan replied without a pause.

"Hehe, grass, it does make sense." I nodded approvingly, took out the Nokia phone case from under my armpit, and threw it away without even thinking about it.

"What." Han Dayan frowned and asked.

"I don't know, Dai Chubby gave it to you." I casually returned.

"What do you mean, you want to die." Han Dayan blinked in confusion.

"If you are given it, you will die."

I replied with a smile, took out the key to the handcuffs from my trouser pocket, walked up to Han Dayan and opened the handcuffs on his hands directly.

Han Dayan moved his wrist and frowned to open the box.

"I'll go out, you open it again."

I said casually and walked out the door.

"Ask someone to shovel the away for me." Han Dayan looked at my back and shouted.

"That's a lot."

I frowned and paused, reached out and pulled the door open, picked up a sweep and shovel from the outside, and turned around to clean up the old immortal's hot xiang, at this moment Han Dayan had already seen the contents of the box, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly looked up at me, and I was sweeping the poop.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, squinting.

The expression on Han Dayan's face was very entangled, he gritted his teeth and paused, closed the box again, and said casually: "Give me a whole plate of fish-flavored shredded pork in a while, and add two bottles of beer." ”

"I'm used to you." I replied casually, turned around and walked out of the room, threw the sweep and shovel directly into the trash, thought for a while and looked at Hu Yuanyuan and said, "You go to the restaurant next to him in a while, give him the whole fish-flavored shredded pork, two bowls of rice, and two beers." ”

"Brother, what do you care about him?"

"It's been a few days, and it's pitiful to look so old." I said casually, turned around and was about to leave.

"Tick bell."

At that moment, the phone in my hand rang suddenly.

"Hey, what's wrong, brother." I asked.

"Did you give something?" Dai Fat asked rhetorically.

"Yes."

"Are the handcuffs open?"

"Well, it's opened."

"Ah, I'll tell you, don't let our people in from now on to deliver food or something, just put him at the door." Dai Fat Man said casually.

"What the hell are you giving him?" I asked curiously.

"So be it." Dai Fat Man hung up the phone as he spoke.

"Grass, it's like a psychotic day." I looked at the phone and scolded, then looked up and said to Hu Yuanyuan: "You and Zhang Ben don't go into that room, don't let others in, send the food to the door, he wants to eat himself, come over and get it." ”

"Ah, I see."

"Well, stay here, I'll go and run away with Li Hao."

I said hello to Hu Yuanyuan, and walked out of the warehouse, the text message of the fat man has been sent to my mobile phone, and on the way back to the ocean parking lot to pick up the car, I called these calls one by one, and briefly said the appeal, the other party is very enthusiastic, and agreed to the interview

The other end.

In a villa in Volga Manor, Lin Hengfa and Brother Zhuang sat opposite each other.

"How's it going on over there?" Brother Zhuang drank tea and asked casually.

"Tang Jasmine is quite dependent on me now, and she calls me for big and small things." Fa Ge held his chin and replied softly.

"What are you going to do with those demons and monsters under Liu Hongjiang's hands?" Brother Zhuang nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask.

"They are now looking at Tang Jasmine just a little red, let them pinch it for a while, and find a chance to pull it together." Fa Ge thought for a moment and said slowly.

"What are you going to do with the piece of land that Liu Hongjiang fell in love with before his death?" Brother Zhuang held the purple sand teapot, and the sea of tea poured was boiling.

"Retail investor Liu Hongjiang has already taken almost everything here, I feel that this land, let's not stick our mouths up, let him take it." Fa Ge said the suggestion.

"Okay." Brother Zhuang was silent for a long time and nodded seriously.

"What's going on with Han Dayan, he's not, I'm always feeling abrupt in my heart." Fa Ge felt that it was time to get to the point at this moment.

"Whoa."

The dark yellow tea poured into Fa Ge's porcelain cup, and Brother Zhuang paused with the teapot and said, "I already know the point, let's do it tonight." ”

"That's good." Fa Ge picked up the teacup, took a sip lightly, and breathed a long sigh of relief

At eight o'clock that night, in the courtyard of a private house near the Volga manor, a Grand Cherokee with a Zhejiang Provincial license plate drove out, and there were four people sitting in the car, and the leader of the team was Wei Guang, but the other three were not the three who went to Tang Jasmine's house with him.

"Brother Guang, solve it on the spot, or what's the matter." The man in the co-pilot turned around and asked Wei Guang.

"That place is a semi-basement warehouse, there are only two people in it, and there is no sound in their hands, so there is no need to work inside, people come out and do it outside." Wei Guang replied succinctly.

"Damn, peers do peers, bad luck." A middle-aged man sitting next to Wei Guang bared his teeth and said.

"Money is hard to earn, is hard to eat, don't ink, clean up."

Wei Guang summed up, and then pulled out a black canvas bag from under the saddle

An hour and forty minutes later, the Grand Cherokee drove near the ocean, then plunged into the alley behind, more than twenty meters away from the warehouse, and stopped.

"I saw that the red door in the basement in the middle was gone, just that." Wei Guang said with his arm stretched out in the car.

"yes, I see."

Except for the driver, who was still studying navigation, the other two nodded in agreement.

"Xiaolu, you turn around, and the three of us go in." Wei Guang spoke.

"All right, go down." The driver nodded.

"Gone."

Wei Guang licked his lips and pushed open the car door, and was about to get out of the car.

"Bang dang."

At this moment, there was a crisp sound from the red iron door, and Wei Guang immediately retracted his right leg, which had just taken half a step, waved his hand and said, "Don't move yet." ”

Everyone held their breath and craned their necks to look, only to see a 17.8-year-old boy walking out of the red door, still carrying a basket in his hand.

"Delivered." The co-pilot's man asked.

"It should be, you go and stop him." Wei Guang thought for a moment and said quickly.

"Good Ratcha."

The man agreed, quickly pushed open the car door, stepped down, and shouted in a small voice: "Hey, send the food." ”

"Huh."

The young man looked back at the man, his vision was a little dark, and he didn't see it clearly for a while, so he casually responded: "Well, the meal was delivered." ”

"Hehe, your chef didn't get off work." The man quickened his pace, and was already very close to the boy.

"It's time to get off work." The boy replied casually and was about to leave.

"Smack."

The man suddenly stretched out his palm, grabbed his shoulder, the young man was stunned, and before he could speak, a Swiss army knife that was a palm wide and more than ten centimeters long was directly on the young man's neck.

"What's wrong, big brother, grab money." The young man asked with a pale face.

"You just went into that room, and there were a few people." The man asked expressionlessly.

"Two or two."

"Cub B, do you see clearly?" The man cursed and continued to ask.

"No, it's three, they asked for three bowls of rice, but I saw two." The young man recalled it carefully and said with great certainty.

"How old are they?" The man thought for a moment and continued to ask.

"Not much older than me."

The man stared at the young man for three seconds, let go of his saber, grabbed him by the collar and said, "Come, do me a favor." ”

The boy was a little dazed, standing stunned and motionless, and the man turned around and made an oK gesture at the Grand Cherokee.

"Bang dang."

The two car doors were pushed open at the same time, and Wei Guang and another person rushed out with two five-in-a-row shots.

"Boom."

The Grand Cherokee motor roared, the front of the car slammed forward, the driver slammed the rudder twice, and the front of the car turned directly in a direction, with a chic and neat movement.

"Stomp, stomp."

The three of them rushed into the basement with the young man, and Wei Guang reached out and pushed the door and found that it was locked.

"Smack."

The man patted the young man's head and said in a deep voice: "Call the door, just say that I will find more money for them." ”