Then when he goes in tonight, there will be a fight, even a life-and-death contest.

Do you want to go in or not?

Yang Weifei stepped his right foot on the windowsill and hesitated, but soon he made a decision that he had to go in and grab money from them, and he could also snatch the stunning beauty Mengmei with the man.

The double temptation of money made him decide to take a risk, go in and fight for his life, and fight for his life.

Thinking like this, Yang Weifei no longer hesitated, put his head into the window first, then quietly squeezed his body in, and gently climbed into the bathroom.

Yang Weifei's IQ is very high, and he knows that his best chance of winning is to sneak attack that man from the shadows.

He lurked in the bathroom, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement outside.

He couldn't go out rashly, if they found out and fought openly in the villa, the two of them, against him alone, he might not be able to win.

He must be cautious, and he must defeat them with wisdom and courage to grab the money.

"Wow, Xiaomei, there really is so much money."

At this time, a man's surprised voice came from the living room on the second floor.

Yang Weifei knew that the man had seen the banknotes stacked in the background wall behind the living room on the second floor.

He took his first 160,000 yuan from there.

Mengmei was originally called Xiaomei? What's her last name?

"You'll be even more surprised if there are a few other places where there is more money."

This is Xiaomei's somewhat proud voice.

"Take me to see it first."

The man spoke out with some urgency.

From the sound of his voice, he seemed to be a man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

"Huh? This cabinet is full of luxuries. ”

The man cried out in surprise again.

"I'll take you to see it, but tonight, we'll have to load the money first."

Xiaomei led the man to see the banknotes and luxury goods in another place on the second floor, and then went to the third floor to see.

The man watched all the way and screamed all the way, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Yang Weifei is preparing to kill him, I will make you happy, hum, you should go to Hades to be happy.

He knew that the most effective and lethal way to sneak up on someone from behind was to use a stick, knock him unconscious with a stick, and then go up and strangle him, so that there would be no blood.

Otherwise, the blood stains must be cleaned up here, and it may not be cleaned.

Yang Weifei thought about it while gently walking out of the bathroom and going to the second floor to look for a stick.

He listened to two ecstatic men and women go to the basement to look at the banknotes and valuable things, and quickly searched for them on the second floor.

He finally found a square stick that was arm thick and more than a meter long, which turned out to be a chair leg.

Yang Weifei took it in his hand and quickly hid it behind a three-person sofa in the reception room on the second floor.

He moved the couch out a bit, lay on the ground behind the couch, and waited for the two of them to come back and load the money.

Yang Weifei judged that they would also take money from the thick wall on the second floor.

As expected, Xiaomei led the man to look around the villa and returned to the second floor.

"Get the money here first, and put it in a bag."

Xiaomei urged the man's voice.

At first glance, the thick wall is not thick or thin, nor can it be seen that there is a wall door.

Although the front looks like a wooden line in the shape of a door, most people will think that this is a pattern of the background wall, not a real door.

Yang Weifei's vision is really not ordinary, and his IQ is not low, the first time he came in to look for a place to hide money, he found at a glance that there was a secret door on the wall.

That night, he fumbled around the wall for a while and found a secret opening.

With a slight press of his hand, the molded door with protruding lines snapped and automatically popped open a crack.

Yang Weifei grabbed the protruding line and opened the door, and inside was really a huge wall cabinet, with stacks of banknotes neatly stacked in the wall cabinet.

He looked at it in surprise for a long time before he loaded sixteen stacks of bills on his body.

The second time he carried four bags of bills, he carried them under a bed on the third floor.

Now, Xiaomei also opened the wall door, took the man to carry the banknotes inside, and kept filling them into a woven bag.

"Put two bags here, and two more under the bed on the third floor, so that others don't see that there is less money."

The man said happily as he moved the money.

Yang Weifei quietly got up from behind the sofa, walked to the door lightly with a stick, and stretched out his head to look out.

The door was only seven or eight meters away from the background wall, and it could be reached in seconds when you rushed out with a stick.

When the seconds are up, you can kill them in seconds.

Yang Weifei saw that at this time, Xiaomei, a tall and bewitching beauty, was facing away from him, with both hands opening a bag.

The man in his twenties was a handsome man, tall, with shiny black hair, fair skin, a suit and leather shoes, and a graceful manner.

But Yang Weifei did not have the slightest pity and hesitation because he was a handsome guy, but gave birth to a trace of jealousy.

Jealousy added fuel to the fire in his vicious heart, and strengthened his determination to kill the man with a stick.

Yang Weifei only has a high IQ, but his appearance is very average, and his figure is also thin, and he has a natural jealousy of tall and handsome guys.

He was also so jealous of his original handsome subordinate Hao Feng.

At this time, the handsome guy was bending down to move money out of the hole in the wall.

From the looks of it, he was very excited and overjoyed.

Yang Weifei saw that the handsome guy was taking out a bundle of money and putting it in the bag in front of Xiaomei, so he rushed out.

Before the two men and women could react, he rushed up from behind and smashed a stick on the back of the handsome man's head.

"Smack!"

Yang Weifei's stick smashed accurately on the back of the handsome guy's head.

"Ahh

The handsome guy let out a scream, staggered and fell down, and fainted in an instant.

Xiaomei was startled and subconsciously dropped the bag in her hand.

When she looked back, she saw a man wearing a green mask standing behind her, her face flushed with fright, and she stepped back again and again:

"Ah, you, who are you?"

Yang Wei pounced on her, threw her to the ground, and then quickly took out the prepared towel from his pants pocket and gagged her mouth.

He took out another thin nylon rope and tied her hands and feet.

"Woo."

Xiaomei twisted desperately in fear and screamed loudly, but her mouth was gagged and she couldn't shout.

Yang Weifei picked her up from the ground and carried her to a three-person sofa in the front reception room.

He closed the door, immediately walked over to the handsome man who was unconscious on the ground, squatted down, pulled him on his side, lay him flat on his back, and then tightly choked his neck with both hands.

Yang Weifei didn't stop doing anything, and ruthlessly strangled his thick neck until he was completely dead.

The back of the handsome guy's head was smashed by him, and soon it became red and swollen, and he was bleeding all the time.

But there is not a lot of blood and can be cleaned up with water.

Yang Weifei first took out all the things in the suit bag on his body, including a mobile phone, a bunch of keys, a car remote control key, and a wallet, which contained more than 500 yuan in cash and three bank cards.