Chapter 402: Mr. Magician
Du Lai grabbed the rusty railing on the roof.
He curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the man with a sneer, his smile a little evil.
"If you want a puzzle, you're really looking for the wrong person."
The man's eyes did not fluctuate, he was as cold as a block of ice, and he continued to hold the chain in his hand, saying, "You will have what I want on you." ”
"Well, why don't you believe it?" Dulai grabbed the railing with both hands free, and pulled something out of his pocket.
An emerald green leaf.
Such a vivid color is particularly eye-catching in the dark night.
The man's movements paused, and his eyes fixed on the leaf in Du Lai's hand, as if he was guessing what kind of prop it was.
Du Lai curled the corners of his mouth, still smiling, "As the so-called long night dreams are many, do you think I will always keep those puzzle pieces on my body after stealing them?" …… Of course not, I've already sold the puzzles to someone else, and you want those puzzles...... Oh, you go to Bai Youwei and ask for it! ”
The man frowned slowly, "...... Bai Youwei? ”
Du Lai put the leaves above his head, snapped his fingers, and smiled, "Goodbye, Mr. Magician." ”
Rumble!
A large cloud of smoke poured out, instantly filling the surrounding area of dozens of square meters!
When the smoke cleared, Dulai had disappeared without a trace.
At the end of the chain, there was only a withered leaf.
The man frowned, looked around, and found nothing suspicious.
He stood still, waited for a moment, and slowly withdrew the chain into his palm.
- There seemed to be an endless space in his hand, and such a long iron chain was completely contained in it, and there was no trace.
Du Lai watched this scene in the dark, holding his breath, not daring to make a sound.
He had long heard that three strange men had recently arrived at the base, all of whom were characterized by wearing a pair of white gloves.
Someone heard them mention some magic hand when they spoke, hence the nickname, and as for the true function of the white gloves, no one knows.
But now, Du Lai has seen it.
Those gloves seem to be able to change things at will.
…… There are restrictions on game props, and the magic hand should not really be able to "do as he likes", but where the restrictions are, just by the few minutes that Du Lai has been in contact with, it can't be judged.
The man had already walked away and left at the end of the street.
Du Lai exhaled slowly, and his tense nerves relaxed.
The prop "Tanuki's Camphor Leaves" can only allow people to move somewhere within 50 meters, which is considered a kind of blinding, and it can't really let him escape.
Thankfully, the man didn't search carefully.
Du Lai closed his eyes and was about to get up to leave, when he suddenly smelled a smell of gasoline.
He was slightly stunned, and his loose nerves tensed again! Cautiously sticking to the window, through the dim and broken glass, I saw the man going and returning, carrying two barrels of gasoline out of nowhere! At the moment, I am walking along the road, pouring gasoline along the road!
The old building where Du Lai is hiding has already burned down!
He gritted his teeth, cursed a dirty word in his heart, and quickly rushed to the bathroom, unscrewing the faucet and soaking himself wet! Then I went back to the window and saw that the man had set two more buildings on fire!
The flames are blazing, and the other party wants to block all his retreats!
"Grass!" Du Lai scolded secretly, "What a hell of a ruthlessness!" ”
The fire has already burned to the second floor, and if Du Lai is a little less resilient, I am afraid that he will be trapped on the sixth floor and turned into a roast turkey.
He wrapped himself in his wet clothes, covered his mouth and nose and ran to the third floor, and jumped down in the billowing smoke—
The smoke clouded his vision.
The abdomen hit the bar of the air conditioner, and a bloody cut was made.
Du Lai didn't dare to delay, his feet hit the ground, rolled on the spot, and then covered his wounds and fled in the opposite direction of the man!
I only hated myself for being unlucky, not getting the puzzle back, and encountering such a neuropathy.
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