The gate behind me, even if the sun was shining, was barely visible to me.

The entire Bingqi warehouse is like a labyrinth, even if I have a flying star ruler to lead the way, I will be surrounded by this labyrinth.

Occasionally, there was a slight distraction, and the end of the probe needle immediately flicked its tail wildly.

In this case, I had to stop and calm down to let the flying star ruler return to normal before continuing to move forward.

I felt like I was walking in hell in the claustrophobic space where I couldn't see my fingers, and on both sides of the narrow passage, the mountains of boxes were like a giant beast with teeth and claws, looking down on me coldly.

The bright flashlight in his hand is in this black prison, like a firefly as small as dust.

It took a long time to finally come to an end.

Looking at the swing arc of the needle end of the dragon needle, I know.

It's done!

My heart was relieved, and I hurried over, but I stopped in the next second.

In front of my eyes, there was a row of steel houses!

The doors of each steel house are of different sizes, and there are also intricate scribbled markings on the doors.

The steel house is locked with a special steel lock the thickness of a thumb.

Seeing this, I know again.

I've been cheated by that triangular-eyed library keeper again!

The crowbar bolt cutters worked on it for a long time, until they ran out of strength, leaving only a few innocious cuts in the special steel lock.

Sitting in place, sweating like rain.

In the dark world, my heartbeat and rough panting were infinitely amplified, and at this moment, it seemed as if I was the only one left in the whole world.

After a long time, I threw away the crowbar, turned around and left.

I went to Triangle Eye first and handed back the key, not wanting to talk nonsense to him without saying a word, so I dragged my tired body back to the dormitory.

The city of Yandu is beautiful during the day, and it cools down at night.

At twelve o'clock, I suddenly received a phone call, and when I picked it up, it turned out to be my cousin in western Guangdong.

The little cousin of the Zhuang nationality called late at night, just one thing.

She heard someone pounding on the door. I also heard someone say that this is the shop.

Needless to say, this is Pan Jiayuan's long donkey-faced management is playing ghosts!

As I was about to speak, the sound of the door slamming on the other end of the phone came to my ears clearly.

I immediately got up and got dressed and went downstairs, groped in the big open space for a long time, picked up countless dog shit and cat feces mixed with water, and pedaled straight to Panjiayuan.

Along the way, two or three degrees of biting cold wind drilled into my body.

The cold wind in the face made my head hurt.

When I arrived at Panjiayuan, I was encountering the opening of the Panjiayuan ghost market.

The rented door face is not far from the open space at the north gate, and although the lights are weak, the long donkey face never appears again.

When I saw the door, my heart suddenly fired.

The glass of the south door was broken several times, the north shutter door was also dented, and there was a broken floor tile in the doorway.

The little cousin of the Zhuang clan shook and opened the door for me, and immediately threw herself into my arms and cried loudly: "Boss...... They were drunk and kept knocking......

"When I asked them who they were, they said they were ghosts. He also said he wanted me to try the ghost press."

I glanced down and saw my little cousin's large snow-white swath falling into my eyes.

I immediately closed my eyes and took my little cousin upstairs.

With my company, my little cousin quickly stabilized and said another thing to me.

These people were here yesterday and the day before yesterday.

And peeing at the door!

I didn't squeak when I heard it, but there was a fire burning in my heart.

After a while, my little cousin curled up and fell asleep, and I went downstairs in the dark and mixed into the ghost market.

After entering October, Yandu turned cold, and the ghost market of Panjiayuan was changed from twice a week to once a week.

At two o'clock in the morning, the weather was cold, but I couldn't resist the enthusiasm of picking up the leaks.

The ubiquitous burden is even more frosty and bitter cold, just for tomorrow's meal money.

I walked around the ghost market twice, but I didn't see the face of a long donkey.

Don't panic

I was not busy touching the market management office, but I still didn't find anyone.

I thought about it for only three seconds, and *** the cat was at the end of the corridor, and I was holding on!

I judged correctly, but in just over ten minutes, the face of the long donkey appeared.

I saw a dizzy donkey staggering out of the corner with a cigarette in his mouth, followed by four security guards and a thin vendor.

Along the way, several security guards kept punching and kicking the skinny vendor, scolding the *** tomb robber, this time it depends on where you are running, waiting to go in the prison and eat guns and so on.

Looking at the appearance of the vendor, needless to say, he was caught by the face of the donkey and suffered.

As soon as he entered the office, the skinny vendor was threatened by two security guards with sticks and squatted in the corner with his head facing the wall.

The donkey-faced big horse golden knife sat on the swivel chair, took out the contents of the vendor's bag one by one, and pretended to touch it carefully.

What happened next was exactly the same as the last time the little cousin of the Zhuang clan was cleaned up.

The donkey face, who pretended to be a big expert, first said that the vendor's things were cultural relics, which belonged to the forbidden trade, and they would be confiscated if they were caught.

More fines.

The thin vendor is already at the age of sixtieth year, and his face is honest. Wearing the yellow stand-up collar liberation shoes of the coolie, a pair of pants is also cyan cotton pants from the eighties of the last century.

Hearing the word fine, the thin vendor trembled with fright, and quickly took out the money on his body and offered it, crying and shouting for mercy.

The long donkey face likes to meet this kind of vendor the most, not only has money to collect, but also has a sense of achievement.

Mei Zizi collected hundreds of yuan, and the long donkey's face was secretly happy, but he slammed the table in his hand, roared loudly, and ordered the vendor to hand over all the rest of the money.

The trick of the long donkey's face is completely fraudulent, and the purpose is nothing more than to get more oil and water.

When the skinny vendor heard this, his whole face turned white, and he subconsciously covered his stomach and was about to run out.

Seeing this, the donkey face looked at it in surprise, and roared and clapped the case: "Hand over the things." There's something in him!"

Who knew that in the next second, the thin vendor showed a heroic and brutal attitude that looked at death, knocked the long donkey's face head-on and fell to the ground, rushed out of the room at an accelerated pace of 100 meters, ran wildly, and ran down the second floor in a blink of an eye to melt into the night and disappeared.

"Chase!"

"Big fish!"

"Catch him and get rich!"

The long donkey's face roared, and the four security guards immediately rushed out with chicken blood.

The knocked down donkey gasped on the ground for a long time, covered his head and burst into foul mouth, turned around and struggled to get up on the desk.

It was then that I reached into the room with one hand and turned off the light.

Then, the long-prepared cat poop and dog poop mixture smashed head-on, and walked away!

"Who!"

"Who......

"!"

"*** Your uncle. Whoever did it, stand up for Lao Tzu......

Within two minutes, the face of the long donkey, covered in dirt and cat feces, rushed downstairs, screaming and swearing, dragging his clothes and wiping his face and stumbling to the toilet.

Hiding in the dark, I suddenly shouted, "Catch the thief."

"Someone stole the market office!"