The matchmaker mole Shi Shiran stood up:

"The walls of the garden have been painted with slogans, and the gates of the garden have been blocked with broken bricks, and tonight I am going to go and release the snakes, and I will kill them."

"Good!"

The bald guy stood up and cheered loudly:

"That's it, we are Sven people, and we must pay attention to ways and means to do things.

Violent? I don't like it! Snake release? Good idea. ”

Standing next to him, Zhang Binhui's nose was almost crooked. What's that? A bunch of garbage, they don't have the consciousness to do garbage, and they are still elated when they do bad things, and they don't know it, and they think they are discussing serious work.

Why is this guy with a mole so familiar? That mole is a real nuisance.

After watching it for a long time, Zhang Binhui recalled: these two goods are the boy who touched the porcelain, and these guys in the conference room are really not good people.

Although it was a scumbag meeting, these guys were quite efficient, and half an hour later, the matchmaker Mole took a kid to buy snakes.

These two goods definitely have obsessive-compulsive disorder, he drove a small truck, actually bought all the snakes on the market, loaded as many as five or six baskets, and laughed at the same time while moving them, the image is how obscene and obscene.

After getting ready, he drove towards Xiaoyuan in high spirits.

At this time, the night sky is a little gray, and the provincial capital has been covered by a high-pressure trough these days, and it is a good haze weather for %1%Ben%Read-Novel xstxt, which is really an excellent time to commit crimes.

Parking the car on the side of the small garden on Castle Peak Road, the matchmaker crept behind the fence and looked in through the air window above.

The light in the garden is very good, and a solar lamp illuminates the inside. There was a deck chair under the big tree in the park, and a young man was lying on it listening to music.

The owner of the small garden has returned.

The matchmaker mole and the thug secretly applauded in their hearts, this is really effortless, what they want is the effect of intimidating the owner of the small garden, and today is really catching up.

The matchmaker and the thug came over with a basket of snakes, and the two of them lifted each side, lifted the lid, and threw it inward together, only to hear a sudden sound, a black and faint thing flew in, and fell on the stone table in the garden with a "pop".

"Huh? What's going on? Someone littered their phone? It's a pity, what a good apple, it's all broken! ”

What the? Cell phone?

The smile was still on his face, but he began to be stunned.

The matchmaker's mole was inexplicable outside, wasn't it the snake that was thrown in?

The two of them looked down, only to find that the cage cover containing the snakes was closed again, and the dozen or so snakes were still lying inside, and the mobile phone that the matchmaker had been holding in her hand had long since disappeared.

Fainted, I really threw my phone in!

Inside, the guy picked up the mobile phone and threw it out, the mobile phone crossed an arc in the air, and fell on the cement road outside the park with a "snap", and suddenly a guy broke into four pieces.

The matchmaker's mole is heart-wrenching, and this "apple" was bought by him with great difficulty, and he has been holding it just to put it on a score. Although he is a small boss under the bald guy, his income is not high, thousands of yuan, and he is gone!

The thug was also sorry, and the matchmaker mole was even more unhappy, gritting her teeth, the two of them signaled the other party to continue to do things, and the two lifted the basket of snakes again.

"Suddenly", another black flickering thing flew in, and fell on the table with a "pop", these two people's techniques are indeed quite accurate.

The thing bounced a few times after falling on the table, then lay down on its back.

It's a wallet.

The purse lay down nicely, spread out on top of the table, revealing the thousands of dollars inside.

At this time, the wind happened to be strong, and when the resting young man heard the sound and looked back, a breeze struck, rolled up all the banknotes in his wallet, flew over the small garden, and blew into the small river behind.

"Ah, Boss, you threw your wallet in!"

"Isn't it?"

The matchmaker snorted miserably, and her face suddenly changed. At this time, the suit he was wearing was grinning to the side, and the wallet in his breast pocket was long gone.

Dizzy, just threw it hard, but the snake still didn't throw it out, the wallet is its own!

The matchmaker chased after her with a sad face, but there was not enough time, and the pile of white banknotes had already floated away along the river.

After two rounds, the loss of the matchmaker's mole is great.

These two things are what he usually uses, the mobile phone is five or six thousand yuan, and the stack of banknotes is also more than eight thousand.

Now that it's calculated, tens of thousands of dollars are gone, oh my God, how long will it take to earn it back!

The two wilted back, and before they could get back to the edge of the wall, an object flew out of it, and the purse flew out again, impartially, and landed right on the edge of the pool, the other side of which was already hanging in the air.

This municipal manager is also fucked, the manhole cover was stolen and no one paid attention, and the wallet rested on it trembling and trembling, and it looked like it was about to fall.

The matchmaker mole shouted directly: "Don't, hold on!" ”

Your ID card, bank card, and driver's license can all be in it, and if you redo them all, you have to be exhausted.

Three steps and two steps, the matchmaker mole rushed towards it at a speed that had never been reached before, and the thugs behind followed closely, at least he had to show his concern.

Fortunately, the wind was in the opposite direction, just pressing down the upturned wallet again, and it seemed that the center of gravity of the wallet was stable.

"Thank goodness it's not a particularly bad day!"

The matchmaker mole is very optimistic, he secretly screams in his heart that it is dangerous, and bends down and stretches out his hand.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

A pebble flew from behind him, impartial, and shot right on the purse, when he saw that the purse was hit and bounced, slashed through the matchmaker's fingertips, and fell down the wall of the pool.

There was a "snap", which was very sticky, and the wallet fell on a soft mass of things.

"Big brother, don't blame me, I want to help."

The thugs in the back were dumbfounded: Isn't he just here to do a favor? How could it be so coincidental, I actually kicked a stone away inadvertently, and I could hit it from a distance of ten meters, and I ran into a ghost today!

With his hands propped up on the edge of the pool, the matchmaker's face twitched:

What the is this society? Why is the pond full of stool? The inhabitants of this street are also fucked, is this a centralized defecation? How can it be so large? And there is no constipation yet, all of them will only be strained, isn't it just asking you to pull harder? Is this too much to ask?

A string of small bubbles erupted around the wallet, and then exploded, and the black water splashed all over the wallet, and the wallet gradually sank in.

When only half of the wallet was exposed at the bottom of the well, a difficult problem was placed in front of the matchmaker's mole:

To fish or not to fish?

The thug was forced down, and he cried when his feet sank into the softness of the mass, and the cold sensation seeped down the cuffs of his pants into his shoes!