Chapter 167: Disappearing
Seeing that the surroundings were safe, I also climbed over the wall as soon as I got my hand.
I took a few steps forward, and suddenly a small voice was heard behind me.
When I looked back, I saw a flashlight sweeping by, and two figures rustled the sand.
In such a stunned moment, the flashlight had swept to my feet.
I sprang forward and rolled into the bushes.
I heard a voice from outside the grass: "Is there someone?"
My heart sank, it's over, I've been discovered!
Now I can't leak it, let alone make a disturbance, otherwise Wang Ju's people will definitely be in danger inside.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to me, and the light of the flashlight kept sweeping over the grass in front of me.
I crawled behind them, almost in a prostrate position.
To be a bodhisattva, you should have a bodhisattva heart, but in the face of great rights and wrongs, you can't tolerate a moment of hesitation.
I sprang up from behind, and a knife fell, stunning one first.
The fat man next to him just wanted to shout, but my punch had already smashed head-on, right in the throat.
Within seconds, the two men had passed out completely.
I exhaled a sigh of relief.
I hid the two men and continued to lie in the grass and wait for the good news to come.
Time passed little by little, and the sky had a tendency to brighten.
This night, I watched it countless times, and I only felt that my eyelids were sour.
Now that the hands are pointing to five o'clock in the morning, I just feel that my heart is burning and I am anxious.
Wang Ju's people, why haven't they moved for a long time?
I'm in a wide angle, and I can sense anything going on.
Could it be, something is wrong?
Seeing that the sun was gradually creeping up, I didn't dare to stay longer, so I reached out against the wall and climbed out.
Now the situation is unclear, in case of leakage, I am afraid that it will be a cross-cutting expenditure.
I didn't go straight back to the funeral home, but went straight to Wang Ju's shop.
It was still early, and the roller shutter door of the shop had not yet opened, and I slammed it all the time, and there was a sound in the room.
The moment the door opened, I saw Wang Jutong's red eyes.
As soon as he saw that it was me, Wang Ju's eyes widened obviously.
"Torment me at night and don't let me sleep in the morning, *** are evil spirits?"
Qingmeng was disturbed, Wang Ju seemed very irritable, but I have no intention of fighting with him now.
Human life is at stake, and it cannot be played with.
I pushed Wang Ju away, got into the house, and shook out what I had seen and heard last night like beans poured into a bamboo tube.
Wang Ju was already very irritable, and after knowing that I had been following him, he was as angry as a baboon who had lost his spouse.
I took off my short sleeves and shook off the dew on them, "I can come to you because I want to put down the mustard first."
"We have a big feud, let's let it go first, okay?"
Wang Ju turned around and picked up the teapot, but he didn't even use the cup, and poured water into his mouth tons and tons.
"Hah!"
Wang Ju put the teapot heavily on the table and wiped the water stains on his mouth.
"You've seen everything, what do you think about it?"
"I think something might have happened to them."
Wang Ju rubbed his face vigorously, and his eyes, which were already red, turned a little red.
"Why don't you give them a call?"
Wang Ju picked up his mobile phone, and was about to dial, but put it back again: "No."
"If something really happens, I'll be completely leaking when I call now."
I looked at him suspiciously, "Leak? What do you mean by that?"
Wang Ju looked at me coldly, "Isn't it thanks to you?"
"Chen Changming and I have a quarrel like this, and Mo Nan has already spread! If he dies, all the people in Mo Nan will doubt me!"
After a pause, he sighed helplessly, "I can only find a locksmith."
Wang Ju's words shocked me.
I know he has a wide range of paths, but more than I thought.
The so-called locksmith refers to a thug who specializes in assassination and kidnapping.
Actually, there are not many locksmiths, but it is difficult to ask.
This group of people used to be entrenched bandits, and for their own safety, they easily did not show up.
God knows how capable Wang Ju is, and how many surprises he can give me!