At this moment, unless you are a pure Buddha with few desires, you can settle your mind, the fat man is not a saint and a gentleman, and his body is rapidly congested, and if he continues, it is full of unknowable dangers for him, who has always been cautious, at least he thinks so.

The fat man bit his tongue hard, letting the pain keep him awake, and was about to move to stop Yumi Shinozaki from continuing, when there was a sound behind him of Yumi Shinozaki's exhalation, almost inaudible.

"Liu Jun, your nerves and body have been too tense all the way, and you need to relax."

Then, he felt Yumi Shinozaki's slippery and delicate palms, jerky fumbling to take off his shirt......

The fat man naturally grabbed Shinozaki's Yumi's "An Lushan Claw", reflexively bounced up from the bed, and slammed the "evil hand" in his hand hard, and drank: "Enough!" ”

He really doesn't understand if Yumi Shinozaki is seducing him with a purpose, what happens in the next moment he doesn't dare to pack the ticket, this kind of thing that is out of his common sense, he won't let this kind of thing happen.

Or, is it really "relaxation" as Yumi Shinozaki said?

The fat man can't be sure, and then say that this moment is "relaxed", unless his head is caught in the door panel, there are killers monitored by little devils around the hotel, and when he is happy, the little devil killer comes.

"Get up and go back to your room!" The fat man felt that Shinozaki Yumi had found a "good reason", and "relaxing" was a loss to think that this kind of thing, either not touched, if touched, there was no reason to relax, in order to keep himself in tension, he was driving Shinozaki Yumi.

Different countries have different thinking, and the thinking of the fat man is beyond the imagination of Shinozaki Yumi, and of course, the thinking of the little ghost woman is also unthinkable by the fat man.

Shinozaki Yumi didn't refute the fat man's words, silently got out of bed and stood up, bowed to the fat man, and then walked out of the fat man's bedroom.

Is the door to this bedroom locked or not? The fat man was a little hesitant, in order to prevent the little devil killer from suddenly appearing, in order to act quickly, the door of the bedroom was always open. After what happened just now, the fat man was afraid that Yumi Shinozaki would make a mistake again, so he rushed in to make him "relax".

Give Yumi Shinozaki this toss, and he doesn't feel sleepy at all. simply walked to the living room, lay on the sofa, smoked and waited for the departure time to come, which reminded him of Wang Yi again. This stupid woman is okay in the concession, if she goes out of the concession, everything will be fine when she encounters the national * army, and when she encounters a little devil, she will definitely be raped first and then killed.

"Spicy next door, this stupid woman!" After sitting for a while, the fat man cursed in his heart and looked at his watch, it was only early in the morning, and there were still four hours before the action time. He couldn't sleep again, so he simply got up and sorted out his equipment.

Sapper shovels, hemp ropes, little devil Shaozuo military uniforms, Shaozuo command knives, Shaozuo gloves, Wang Ba boxes, five grenades, twenty rings, Browning, daggers, and more than 400 modified bullets, according to Song Ming's description of the little devil's surveillance sentry, selected gloves, sapper shovels, hemp rope, daggers, and high-powered Browning, and brought two magazines.

The fat man tried to see if the hemp rope could support his weight, and felt that it was appropriate, and then, after waiting for a little more time, he brought his equipment. tiptoed out of the bedroom, idle anyway, the fat man decided to touch the little devil's surveillance sentry.

When they went out, they bumped into the sneaky Song Ming, and neither of them expected the other party to appear at this point. Wide-eyed, if he hadn't seen Song Ming make a silent tactical sign language, this thing hurriedly covered his mouth, or he would have to alarm the other people in the room.

The waiter in the lobby of the hotel was dozing, and both of them were extremely light hands and feet, and they went out of the lobby without alarming the waiter. When I came to the street, there were no pedestrians on the street, and occasionally only the concession patrol on duty passed by.

The fat man made a tactical sign language and asked Song Ming to lead the way, and Song Ming replied with an understanding sign language and walked in front.

The thieves walked in the corners of the alleys that were dim and could hide people, which relieved the fat man who followed him, and finally saw the wrong person.

The two of them hid all the way, and touched the front of an eight-story building, Song Ming used tactical sign language to signal the location of the little devil's secret whistle, and as soon as the fat man looked up, he saw a large window on the sixth floor facing the street, and by the light of the street lamp, he could faintly see a figure shaking in the big window, this position is indeed suitable for monitoring the people entering and leaving the hotel.

The fat man motioned to go upstairs, Song Ming hurriedly ran up the stairs, he followed, but when he walked to the sixth floor and Song Ming took out the lock-picking tool and was about to unlock it, he grabbed Song Ming and pulled Song Ming to continue walking.

Song Ming was surprised, and it was not easy to speak, so he could only follow the fat man up to the roof of the building with questions, the fat man sat down, panting, and Song Ming was dumbfounded again.

It's all tears, the fat man hates his physical strength, and when the things in Shanghai come to an end, he has to carry out his exercise plan, and he has to go up to the eighth floor to pant for physical strength, how many countries can be lost!

After resting for a while, looking at the time, it was two o'clock, the fat man got up, motioned to Song Ming to watch, and then took off the sapper shovel, tied the hemp rope to the sapper shovel at one end, estimated the position, walked to the cement railing of the balcony, and looked down, it happened to be the room monitored by the little devil.

Stuck the sapper's shovel on the cement railing and threw down the end of the hemp rope, which was right next to the large window of the room where the little devil was.

Song Ming finally understood, the fat man had to slide down the little devil's room through the rope, which was too troublesome.

Song Ming didn't know about rope dropping, and the fat man was also lamenting, the tools were insufficient, and he had to ask Boss Huang to help him get a few sets of rope dropping when he went back.

The fat man took out the gloves of the young officer and put them on his hands, he was insecure, they were too thin, but they were better than nothing.

Then Song Ming saw the fat man standing on the railing of the balcony with his feet, grabbing the rope up and down with both hands, desperately signaling Song Ming to watch his movements.

Because he couldn't speak, Song Ming couldn't understand the way of suo descending at all, the upper hand was the direction hand, the lower hand was the brake hand, and the feet created downward kinetic energy for the body, the fat man looked at Song Ming looking at himself like a stupid bird, and rolled his eyes in anger

He climbed the eighth floor tiredly, not because he wanted this thing to learn to descend, but this thing was stupid, and he was angry with him.

The fat man was too lazy to bird him, kicked his feet, and began to rappel.

However, the tools were simple, and when he braked, he found that the palm of the brake was grinding the hemp rope painfully, and he had to find a way to get some suede gloves with a high friction coefficient.

No matter what, the fat man turned his heart sideways, continued to descend, looked down to see the figure in the window, kicked hard, came a large rope drop, ready to use the little devil boots on his feet to break through the window...... (To be continued.) )